أيwhat حلمdream أرىI behold وأيand what أمانwishes
أي حلم أرى وأي أمان
تتداعىcome crowding لخاطريto my mind حينwhen تشدواyou sing
تتداعى لخاطري حين تشدوا
What a dream I behold, and what wishes
What dreams do I see, and what safety
Come crowding into my mind when you sing!
Comes to mind when you sing,
فأحسso I feel الوجودexistence حوليaround me نشوانenraptured
فأحس الوجود حولي نشوان
علىupon لحنهاits melody الشجيplaintive بردُcoolness
على لحنها الشجي بردُ
So I feel existence around me enraptured.
I feel the existence around me cheerful
Upon its plaintive melody lies coolness.
To its melancholic melody I respond
غنّsing غنّsing ففيfor in لحونكyour melodies شجوsorrow
غنّ غنّ ففي لحونك شجو
وحنانand tenderness وفيand in شفاهكyour lips شهدhoney
وحنان وفي شفاهك شهد
Sing, sing—for in your melodies are sorrow
Sing, sing, for in your melodies there is yearning
And tenderness, and on your lips is honey.
And tenderness, and on your lips there is honey
ياO عزاءsolace المحزونthe sorrowful إنif حزبassails الكربanguish
يا عزاء المحزون إن حزب الكرب
وسلوىand comfort العانيthe afflicted إنif اشتدgrows severe جهunclear as written; possibly 'strain'
وسلوى العاني إن اشتد جه
O solace of the sorrowful when anguish assails,
O solace of the sad when the party of distress comes
And comfort of the afflicted when [strain?] grows severe.
And consolation of the suffering when pain intensifies
أنتyou نبعa spring منof الصفاءpurity ودنياand a world
أنت نبع من الصفاء ودنيا
منof أمانwishes وفتنةand enchantment لاnot تحدis bounded
من أمان وفتنة لا تحد
You are a spring of purity, and a world
You are a spring of purity and a world
Of wishes and boundless enchantment.
Of safety and charm that has no limit
وأغانيكand your songs كمhow many أستhealed منof جراحٍwounds
وأغانيك كم أست من جراحٍ
وشفتand healed أضلعاًribs براهنّwore them away وجدlonging
وشفت أضلعاً براهنّ وجد
And your songs—how many wounds they have healed,
And your songs, how often they healed wounds
And healed ribs that longing had worn away.
And mended bare ribs and determination