فيكon you ياO كُريماlittle grapevine عنيقيدsmall bunch of grapes عاليhigh up ماnot أوصلهI reach it
فيك يا كُريما عنيقيد عالي ما أوصله
حامضsour وحشnasty ماnot استوىit ripened أفّوugh! علىat شكلهits appearance
حامض وحش ما استوى أفّو على شكله
You bear, O little vine, a tiny bunch so high I cannot reach it.
On you, little vine, is a small bunch of grapes, high up—I cannot reach it.
Sour and nasty, not yet ripe—ugh, the very look of it!
Sour, nasty, unripe—ugh, the look of it!
وأنتand you تقولyou say ليto me استوىit ripened طيّبtasty وقدand already حلهit has grown sweet
وأنت تقول لي استوى طيّب وقد حله
دَلّيهlower it لعنديto me أذوقI taste منهsome of it وأناand I أشهدI testify لهfor it
دَلّيه لعندي أذوق منه وأنا أشهد له
Yet you tell me it is ripe, delicious, and has grown sweet.
And you tell me it is ripe, tasty, and has grown sweet.
Lower it down to me so I may taste it—then I will vouch for it.
Lower it to me; let me taste some of it, and I will vouch for it.
