ياO خالِيَfree القَلبِthe heart عَنfrom جَوىburning anguish كَبِديmy liver
يا خالِيَ القَلبِ عَن جَوى كَبِدي
وَطولُand the duration of وَجديmy yearning يُغريincites بِيَagainst me السَقَماsickness
وَطولُ وَجدي يُغري بِيَ السَقَما
O you whose heart is free from the consuming passion in my liver,
O you whose heart is untouched by my liver’s burning anguish,
while my prolonged yearning stores sickness up within me.
And my prolonged yearning incites sickness against me.
أَغراكَhas emboldened you مِنّيfrom me الهَوىlove فَكَيفَso how تَرىdo you see
أَغراكَ مِنّي الهَوى فَكَيفَ تَرى
وَالجَمرُand the embers يُعديinfects بِلَونِهِwith its color الفَحَماthe charcoal
وَالجَمرُ يُعدي بِلَونِهِ الفَحَما
Love has emboldened you against me—so what do you think,
My love has emboldened you—so what do you think,
when the ember makes charcoal catch its color?
While embers infect charcoal with their color?
