مَنْwho عَذِيْريmy defender مِنْagainst هازِئٍone mocking بيَat me هازِلْjesting
مَنْ عَذِيْري مِنْ هازِئٍ بيَ هازِلْ
قاطِعٍsevering ties لِيwith me وللصُّدودِand with estrangement مُواصِلْmaintaining ties
قاطِعٍ لِي وللصُّدودِ مُواصِلْ
Who will defend me against one who mocks me in jest,
Who excuses me from a mocker mocking me
Who severs ties with me, yet keeps his bond with estrangement,
Cutting me off while clinging to the aloof
سائِلٍasking كَيْفَhow حالَتِيmy condition وهوwhile he يَدْريknows
سائِلٍ كَيْفَ حالَتِي وهو يَدْري
أنَّthat دَمعيmy tears مِنfrom الصَّبابةِardent love سائِلْflowing
أنَّ دَمعي مِن الصَّبابةِ سائِلْ
Who asks how I am, though he knows
Asking how I'm doing when he knows
That my tears flow from ardent love?
My tears drip from the pain
ليسَis not شيءٌanything أنْكىmore wounding لِفَرْحَةِto the joy قَلْبيof my heart
ليسَ شيءٌ أنْكى لِفَرْحَةِ قَلْبي
مِنْهُthan him يُصْمِيstrikes dead الفؤادَthe heart ثُمَّthen يسائِلْinquires
مِنْهُ يُصْمِي الفؤادَ ثُمَّ يسائِلْ
Nothing is more wounding to my heart's joy
Nothing makes my heart sadder
Than he, who strikes the heart dead, then inquires.
Than him- deafening my heart then questioning
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