أُحِبُّI love عدوّيmy enemy فيكfor your sake والكاشحand the spiteful man الذيwho
أُحِبُّ عدوّي فيك والكاشح الذي
يَنُمُّtells tales عليناagainst us والرقيبَand the watcher الذيwho يسعىgoes about
يَنُمُّ علينا والرقيبَ الذي يسعى
I love my enemy for your sake, and the spiteful man who
I love my enemies because of you,
Tells tales against us, and the spy who prowls,
The spy who keeps watch over us and the guard seeking us out.
لأنهمُbecause they منfor أجلِthe sake of حبِّكlove of you أصبحواthey became
لأنهمُ من أجلِ حبِّك أصبحوا
معارفَacquaintances ليof mine لاnot أستطيعI can لهمagainst them دفعاresistance
معارفَ لي لا أستطيع لهم دفعا
Because, for love of you, they have become
For they have become, because of love for you,
Acquaintances of mine whom I cannot fend off.
People I know but cannot repel.
ولولاكand but for you ماnot خادعتI deceived قلبيmy heart ومهجتيand my soul
ولولاك ما خادعت قلبي ومهجتي
وصيَّرتُand I turned ضرّيmy suffering فيكfor your sake عندin the eyes of الورىhumankind نَفْعاgain
وصيَّرتُ ضرّي فيك عند الورى نَفْعا
But for you, I would not have deceived my heart and soul,
Without you, I would not have misled my heart and mind,
Nor turned my suffering for you into gain in the eyes of the world.
Making my suffering seem, to people, of use.
ولوand if لمnot أكنI were أُرْضيكplease you إلاexcept بناظريwith my eye
ولو لم أكن أُرْضيك إلا بناظري
لأعطيتكI would give you العينينboth eyes والقلبand the heart والسمعاand hearing
لأعطيتك العينين والقلب والسمعا
And if I could please you only with my eye,
If I did not please you except with my gaze,
I would give you both eyes, my heart, and my hearing.
I would give you my eyes, my heart, my hearing.
وماand not غابwas absent عنfrom قلبيmy heart الرشادُsound judgment وطُرْقُهand its paths
وما غاب عن قلبي الرشادُ وطُرْقُه
ولكنْbut حُسَامُthe keen sword الحبِّof love يَقْرَعُهstrikes it قرعاforcefully
ولكنْ حُسَامُ الحبِّ يَقْرَعُه قرعا
Nor have sound judgment and its paths left my heart,
Wisdom has not vanished from my heart nor its ways,
But love's keen sword strikes it hard.
But the swords of love keep striking it blows.