أَقصِرdesist فَلَستَfor you are not بِزائِديadding to my وُدّاaffection
أَقصِر فَلَستَ بِزائِدي وُدّا
بَلَغَhas reached المَدىthe utmost extent وَتَجاوَزَand surpassed الحَدّاthe limit
بَلَغَ المَدى وَتَجاوَزَ الحَدّا
Desist, for you cannot add to my affection.
You gave too little, you are not my friend
Cease, for you can add no measure to my love;
It has reached the utmost and surpassed the limit.
You went beyond bounds, exceeding all limits
It has reached its zenith and surpassed the bound.
أَرسَلتَهاyou sent it مَملوءَةًfilled كَرَماًwith generosity
أَرسَلتَها مَملوءَةً كَرَماً
فَرَدَدتُهاso I returned it مَملوءَةًfilled حَمَداwith praise
فَرَدَدتُها مَملوءَةً حَمَدا
You sent it filled with generosity,
You sent it full of generosity
You sent it forth, overflowing with generosity,
So I returned it filled with praise.
I returned it full of praise
So I returned it, brimming with praise.
جاءَتكَit came to you تَطفَحُoverflowing وَهيَwhile it is فارِغَةٌempty
جاءَتكَ تَطفَحُ وَهيَ فارِغَةٌ
مَثنىtwofold بِهِthrough it وَتَظُنُّهاand you think it فَرداsingle
مَثنى بِهِ وَتَظُنُّها فَردا
It came to you overflowing, though empty,
It came to you overflowing yet empty
It came to you full to the brim, yet empty,
Twofold through that praise, though you think it single.
Doubled in return, though you thought it single
Doubled in essence, though you deem it one.
تَأبىrefuse خَلائِقُكَyour qualities الَّتيwhich شَرُفَتare noble
تَأبى خَلائِقُكَ الَّتي شَرُفَت
أَنthat لاnot تَحِنَّyou feel longing وَتَذكُرَand remember العَهداthe bond
أَن لا تَحِنَّ وَتَذكُرَ العَهدا
Your noble qualities will not allow
Your noble nature, which was exalted
Your noble nature, honored and high, refuses
You to feel no longing or forget the bond.
Refuses to bend and recall the covenant
To fail in yearning or forget the pledge.
لَوif كُنتَyou were عَصراًa season مُنبِتاًbringing forth زَهراًflowers
لَو كُنتَ عَصراً مُنبِتاً زَهراً
كُنتَyou would be الرَبيعَspring وَكانَتِand it would be الوَرداthe roses
كُنتَ الرَبيعَ وَكانَتِ الوَردا
If you were a season bringing forth flowers,
If you were a time that grew flowers
Were you a season that gives birth to blossoms,
You would be spring, and it would be the roses.
You would be the spring, and it the roses
You would be the Spring, and it the rose.