قَضىdecreed مِنشِرُthe resurrector المَوتىthe dead عَلَيَّupon me قَضِيَّةًa decree
قَضى مِنشِرُ المَوتى عَلَيَّ قَضِيَّةً
بِحُبِّكِwith love for you لَمdid not أَملِكI have control وَلَمand did not آتِهاI bring it about عَمداdeliberately
بِحُبِّكِ لَم أَملِك وَلَم آتِها عَمدا
He who raises the dead decreed a fate upon me:
The announcer of death has decreed concerning me
to love you; I had no control over it, nor did I bring it about deliberately.
A decree due to my love for you - I had no control over it, nor did I intend it
فَلَيسَso there is no لِقُربٍin closeness بَعدَafter قُربِكِcloseness to you لَذَّةٌpleasure
فَلَيسَ لِقُربٍ بَعدَ قُربِكِ لَذَّةٌ
وَلَستُand I am not أَرىI regard نَأياًseparation سِوىexcept نَأيَكُمseparation from you بُعداdistance
وَلَستُ أَرى نَأياً سِوى نَأيَكُم بُعدا
So no closeness brings pleasure after closeness to you,
So after your closeness, no other closeness has sweetness
and I count no separation as distance except separation from you.
And I see no remoteness except your remoteness - that is truly distant
أُحِبُّI love الأُلىthose who يَأتونَcome مِنfrom نَحوِthe direction of أَرضِهاher land
أُحِبُّ الأُلى يَأتونَ مِن نَحوِ أَرضِها
إِلَيَّto me مِنَamong الرُكبانِthe riders أَقرَبُهُمthe most recent of them عَهداin contact
إِلَيَّ مِنَ الرُكبانِ أَقرَبُهُم عَهدا
I love those who come from the direction of her land
I love those who come from her land towards me
to me among the riders—those most recently with her.
Of all travelers, those most recently departed are closest
فَماso never نَلتَقيwe meet مِنfrom بَعدِafter يَأسٍdespair وَهِجرَةٍand estrangement
فَما نَلتَقي مِن بَعدِ يَأسٍ وَهِجرَةٍ
وَصَدعِand the rift النَوىseparation إِلّاexcept وَجَدتُI found لَهاfor it بَرداcoolness
وَصَدعِ النَوى إِلّا وَجَدتُ لَها بَردا
So whenever we meet after despair and estrangement
So whenever we meet after despair and estrangement
and separation's rift, I feel the meeting's coolness
And hearts are torn asunder, I find solace for it
عَلىupon كَبِدٍa liver قَدindeed كادَalmost يُبديreveals بِهاin it النَوىseparation
عَلى كَبِدٍ قَد كادَ يُبدي بِها النَوى
صُدوعاًfissures وَبَعضُand some الناسِpeople يَحسَبُنيconsiders me جَلداstrong
صُدوعاً وَبَعضُ الناسِ يَحسَبُني جَلدا
upon a liver in which separation had almost revealed
In a liver that has almost laid bare the secrets within
fissures—yet some people think me strong.
And some people think me insensitive