إيهاًEnough! لكِyours is النُّعْمَىthe favor عليّupon me فأنْعِميso be gracious
إيهاً لكِ النُّعْمَى عليّ فأنْعِمي
وبَرِئْتِand you are free منof حَرَجِthe blame of السلامِgreeting فسلّميso greet me
وبَرِئْتِ من حَرَجِ السلامِ فسلّمي
Enough! Yours is the grace bestowed on me—so be gracious.
And you are free of blame for greeting, so greet me.
للّهِby God (expressing wonder) مَوْقِفُthe scene of عاشِقٍa lover ومُعَشَّقٍand a beloved
للّهِ مَوْقِفُ عاشِقٍ ومُعَشَّقٍ
منof ظالمٍa wrongdoer منّاamong us ومنand of مَتظَلِّمone complaining of wrong
من ظالمٍ منّا ومن مَتظَلِّم
What a scene, by God, of a lover and a beloved:
One of us a wrongdoer, the other complaining of wrong.
بادرتُI hastened to مَوطِىءَthe place trodden by نَعلِهِhis sandal حتىuntil إذاwhen
بادرتُ مَوطِىءَ نَعلِهِ حتى إذا
عَفّرْتُI rubbed in dust خدّيmy cheek فيin الثرىthe moist earth المتنسِّمbreathing fragrance
عَفّرْتُ خدّي في الثرى المتنسِّم
I hastened to the place his sandal trod, until, when
I had rubbed my cheek in the fragrant earth,
اعتَلّhe grew ill منin وَجَناتِهِhis cheeks فأجالَso he set flowing فيacross
اعتَلّ من وَجَناتِهِ فأجالَ في
صحنِthe expanse of العقيقِthe carnelian جداولاًrivulets منof عَندَمcrimson dye
صحنِ العقيقِ جداولاً من عَندَم
His cheeks grew feverish, and he sent coursing across
The carnelian expanse rivulets of crimson dye.
أجرىhe made flow علىover ذهَبِيّهاtheir golden hue عَصْبِيَّهَاtheir striped cloth
أجرى على ذهَبِيّها عَصْبِيَّهَا
ودَنَاand he drew near لسَفكِto shed دَميmy blood بوَردٍwith a rose منof دَمblood
ودَنَا لسَفكِ دَمي بوَردٍ من دَم
He made their striped weave flow over their gold,
And drew near to shed my blood with a rose of blood.