أَمسَيتُI reached evening فيaround عُنُقيmy neck مِنfrom حُبِّlove of جارِيَةٍa maiden
أَمسَيتُ في عُنُقي مِن حُبِّ جارِيَةٍ
غِلٌّa shackle فلاso may it not فُكَّbe loosed عَنّيfrom me آخِرَuntil the end of الأَبَدِeternity
غِلٌّ فلا فُكَّ عَنّي آخِرَ الأَبَدِ
By evening, for love of a maiden, I wear around my neck
A shackle—may it never be loosed from me, for all eternity.
قَدindeed ضَيَّعَhas squandered الحَزمَprudence مَنwhoever يَرميcasts بِمُهجَتِهِwith his lifeblood
قَد ضَيَّعَ الحَزمَ مَن يَرمي بِمُهجَتِهِ
إِلىinto الفَرقِseparation بِلاwithout صَبرٍpatience وَلاnor جَلَدِfortitude
إِلى الفَرقِ بِلا صَبرٍ وَلا جَلَدِ
He has indeed squandered prudence who casts his lifeblood
Into separation, with neither patience nor fortitude.
Translation model: Sol 6.1