كَتَبتُI wrote وَدَمعيand my tears مُستَهِلٌّstreaming صَبابةًout of longing
كَتَبتُ وَدَمعي مُستَهِلٌّ صَبابةً
يُداعبcaresses كَفِّيmy hand كُلَّماwhenever كَتَبتْit wrote سَطراa line
يُداعب كَفِّي كُلَّما كَتَبتْ سَطرا
I wrote, my tears streaming out of longing,
Caressing my hand whenever it wrote a line.
وَإِنَّand indeed فُؤاديmy heart عِندَat ذِكرِكَthe mention of you ذائِبٌmelting
وَإِنَّ فُؤادي عِندَ ذِكرِكَ ذائِبٌ
فَكَيفَhow, then بِماءِwith the water of الدَمعِtears فيin مُقلَةٍan eye شَكرىbrimming
فَكَيفَ بِماءِ الدَمعِ في مُقلَةٍ شَكرى
And indeed my heart melts at the mention of you;
What, then, of the water of tears in a brimming eye?
Translation model: Sol 6.1