أَناI حَبرُscholar الهَوىof love حَبيبَينِtwo beloveds أَهوىI love
أَنا حَبرُ الهَوى حَبيبَينِ أَهوى
لَهُماto them both الواشيthe slanderer قَدindeed وَشىcarried tales وَهوَwhile he is لايِمreproaching
لَهُما الواشي قَد وَشى وَهوَ لايِم
I am love’s scholar; I love two beloveds.
I am the ink of passion, loving two sweethearts
The slanderer has carried tales to them, reproaching.
For them the tattooist has tattooed, while he knows not
قُلتُI said وَاللَّهby God بادhe perished مِنfrom حَيثwhere أَضحىhe became
قُلتُ وَاللَّه باد مِن حَيث أَضحى
بَينَbetween غُصنَينِtwo boughs ناشِراًspreading لَحمَthe flesh of عالِمa scholar
بَينَ غُصنَينِ ناشِراً لَحمَ عالِم
I said: By God, he has perished, for he has come to be
I said: by God, it disappeared from where it emerged
Between two boughs, spreading a scholar’s flesh.
Between two branches, spreading knowledgeable flesh