ياO مُذْنِباsinner أضحتْhave become لدىّin my eyes ذنوبهhis sins
يا مُذْنِبا أضحتْ لدىّ ذنوبه
حسناbeauty وإحسانيand my kindness إليهtoward him جرائرْcrimes
حسنا وإحساني إليه جرائرْ
O sinner, whose sins have become, in my eyes,
Beauty, while my kind deeds toward him are crimes.
عَجَباhow astonishing لأهِلكat your people كيفhow أهلكI perish بينهمamong them
عَجَبا لأهِلك كيف أهلك بينهم
وأموتand I die لمdid not يشعرbecome aware بقتليof my murder شاعرa poet
وأموت لم يشعر بقتلي شاعر
I marvel at your people: how can I perish among them
And die, yet no poet has sensed my murder?
ليلِيmy night كفرْعِكlike your tresses ظلمةًin darkness وتَطاوُلاand in length
ليلِي كفرْعِك ظلمةً وتَطاوُلا
لاينتهيit does not end ولكلand for every ليلٍnight آخرan end
لاينتهي ولكل ليلٍ آخر
My night is like your tresses in darkness and length;
It never ends, though every night has an end.
وكأنّand as though وجهَthe face of الصبحdawn وجهُكyour face صَدَّهturned it away
وكأنّ وجهَ الصبح وجهُك صَدَّه
عنيfrom me رقيُبكyour watcher فهْوso it is ناءٍdistant نافرshying away
عني رقيُبك فهْو ناءٍ نافر
And it is as if dawn's face were yours, held back
From me by your watcher; so it is distant and shying away.
ليI have ضَعفُfrailty صبرٍof patience مثلُlike خصركyour waist شَفَّهwore it thin
لي ضَعفُ صبرٍ مثلُ خصرك شَفَّه
هجرٌestrangement كردفكlike your buttocks فهْوso it is جافٍharsh جائرunjust
هجرٌ كردفك فهْو جافٍ جائر
My patience is frail, like your waist, worn thin
By estrangement like your buttocks—harsh and unjust.
Translation model: Sol 6.1