لهاto her أغلىdearest حبيباتيmy beloveds
لها أغلى حبيباتي
بداياتيmy beginnings وغاياتيand my goals
بداياتي وغاياتي
To her, the dearest of my beloveds,
My dearest beloved
belong my beginnings and my ends.
My beginnings and my ends
لهاto her غزويmy campaigning وإرهاقيand my exhaustion
لها غزوي وإرهاقي
لهاto her أزهىmost splendid فتوحاتيmy conquests
لها أزهى فتوحاتي
To her belong my campaigning and my exhaustion,
My conquest and my defeat
to her, my most splendid conquests,
My most precious victories
وأسفاريand my journeys إلىto الماضيthe past
وأسفاري إلى الماضي
وإبحاريand my sailing إلىto الآتيthe future
وإبحاري إلى الآتي
and my journeys into the past,
My journeys to the past
and my sailing into the future.
My voyages to the future
لعينيto the two eyes of (أمUmm (mother of) بلقيسBilqis)
لعيني (أم بلقيس)
فتوحاتيmy conquests وراياتيand my banners
فتوحاتي وراياتي
To the eyes of Umm Bilqis,
For my eyes (Queen Balqis)
my conquests and my banners,
My victories and my banners
وأنقاضيand my ruins وأجنحيand my wings
وأنقاضي وأجنحي
وأقماريand my moons وغيماتيand my clouds
وأقماري وغيماتي
and my ruins and my wings,
My ruins and my wings
and my moons and my clouds.
My moons and my clouds
لهاto her تلويحُwaving توديعيmy farewell
لها تلويحُ توديعي
لهاto her أشواقُlongings أوباتيmy returns
لها أشواقُ أوباتي
Hers is the wave of my farewell;
For her, my farewell waving
hers, the longings of my returns.
For her, my nocturnal longings
أشرقُI rise وهيand she قداميbefore me
أشرقُ وهي قدامي
أغربُI set وهيand she مرآتيmy mirror
أغربُ وهي مرآتي
I rise, and she is before me;
I rise and she before me
I set, and she is my mirror.
I'm abroad and she my mirror
إليهاto her ينتهيreaches its end روحيmy soul
إليها ينتهي روحي
ومنهاand from her تبتديbegins ذاتيmy being
ومنها تبتدي ذاتي
In her my soul reaches its end,
My soul ends with her
and from her my being begins.
And my being begins with her
أُغنيI sing وهيand she أنفاسيmy breaths
أُغني وهي أنفاسي
وأسكتُand I fall silent وهيand she إنصاتيmy listening
وأسكتُ وهي إنصاتي
I sing, and she is my breath;
I sing and she my breath
and I fall silent, and she is my listening.
I'm silent and she my listening
وأظمأand I thirst وهيand she إحراقيmy burning
وأظمأ وهي إحراقي
وأحسُوand I sip وهيand she كاساتيmy cups
وأحسُو وهي كاساتي
And I thirst, and she is my burning;
I thirst and she my burning
and I sip, and she is my cups.
I sip and she my cups
أموتI die وحُبهاand love for her موتيmy death
أموت وحُبها موتي
وأحياand I live وهيand she مأساتيmy tragedy
وأحيا وهي مأساتي
I die, and love for her is my death;
I die and her love is my death
and I live, and she is my tragedy.
I live and she is my tragedy
تروينيshe quenches my thirst لظىّflame وهوىand passion
ترويني لظىّ وهوى
وأشدُوand I sing ظامئاًthirsty هاتيgive! (feminine command)
وأشدُو ظامئاً هاتي
She slakes my thirst with flame and passion,
She quenches me with passion and love
and, thirsty, I sing: "Give me!"
And I thirst more, give me drink
فتقصينيso she turns me away كعادتهاas is her habit
فتقصيني كعادتها
وأتبعهاand I follow her كعاداتيin keeping with my habits
وأتبعها كعاداتي
So she turns me away, as is her habit,
She recounts me as her habit
and I follow her, in keeping with my habits.
And I follow her habits
وأغزلُand I weave منfrom روايحهاher scents
وأغزلُ من روايحها
مجاديفيmy oars ومرساتيand my anchor
مجاديفي ومرساتي
And from her scents I weave
And I spin from her winds
my oars and my anchor.
My oars and my anchors
هناhere وهناكand there مولاتيmy lady
هنا وهناك مولاتي
وأسألand I ask: أينwhere مولاتيmy lady؟
وأسأل: أين مولاتي؟
Here and there is my lady,
I ask: where is my mistress?
and I ask: "Where is my lady?"
I am in her and carry her
أناI فيهاin her وأحملهاand I carry her
أنا فيها وأحملها
علىon أكتافshoulders آهاتيmy sighs
على أكتاف آهاتي
I am in her, and I carry her
On my sighs' shoulders
on the shoulders of my sighs,
On my fervent fervent longings
علىon أشواقlongings أشواقيmy longings
على أشواق أشواقي
علىon ذراتatoms ذراتيmy atoms
على ذرات ذراتي
on the longings of my longings,
On the atoms of my atoms
on the atoms of my atoms.
And I melt as she carries me
وأذويand I wither وهيand she تحملنيcarries me
وأذوي وهي تحملني
فتنموso she grows فيin جراحاتيmy wounds
فتنمو في جراحاتي
And I wither, and she carries me,
Growing in my wounds
so she grows in my wounds.
And I ask: where do I find her?
وأسألُand I ask: أينwhere ألقاهاI find her؟
وأسألُ: أين ألقاها؟
فتغليso she boils فيin صباباتيmy passionate longings
فتغلي في صباباتي
And I ask: "Where can I find her?"
Boiling in my youthfulness
So she boils in my passionate longings,
And she gazes from my sorrowful whisper
وترنوand she gazes منfrom أسىsorrow همسيmy whisper
وترنو من أسى همسي
ومنand from أحزانsorrows أوقاتيmy moments
ومن أحزان أوقاتي
and gazes out from the sorrow of my whisper
And from my times' sorrows
and from the sorrows of my moments.
And from my silence like a statue
ومنand from صمتيmy silence كتمثالlike a statue
ومن صمتي كتمثال
أشكلI shape وجهface نحاتيmy sculptor
أشكل وجه نحاتي
And from my silence, like a statue,
My sculptor formed my face
I shape my sculptor's face.
And she appears from my poetry's fragrance
وتبدوand she appears منfrom شذاfragrance غزليmy love poetry
وتبدو من شذا غزلي
ومنand from ضحكاتlaughs حلواتيmy sweethearts
ومن ضحكات حلواتي
And she appears from the fragrance of my love poetry,
And from my sweet laughs
and from the laughter of my sweethearts,
And from my neighbors' glances
ومنand from نظراتglances جيرانيmy neighbors
ومن نظرات جيراني
ومنand from لفتاتِgestures جاراتيmy female neighbors
ومن لفتاتِ جاراتي
and from the glances of my neighbors,
And from my neighbors' gestures
and from the gestures of my female neighbors,
And from my ancestors' vigils
ومنand from أسمارِevening conversations أجداديmy grandfathers
ومن أسمارِ أجدادي
ومنand from هذيانِdelirious talk جداتيmy grandmothers
ومن هذيانِ جداتي
and from the evening talk of my grandfathers,
And from my grandmothers' delusions
and from the delirious talk of my grandmothers,
And from my children's dreams
ومنand from أحلامِdreams أطفاليmy children
ومن أحلامِ أطفالي
ومنand from أطيافِphantoms أمواتيmy dead
ومن أطيافِ أمواتي
and from the dreams of my children,
And from my dead's ghosts
and from the shades of my dead.
Behind the chatting horizon
هناhere ميلادbirth غاليتيmy beloved
هنا ميلاد غاليتي
هناhere تاريخُهاher history العاتيfierce
هنا تاريخُها العاتي
Here is the birth of my beloved;
Yearning for the promised tomorrow
here is her fierce history.
That passes before it comes
هناhere تمتدُّshe stretches out عاريةًnaked
هنا تمتدُّ عاريةً
وراءbeyond الغيهبِthe deep darkness الشاتيwintry
وراء الغيهبِ الشاتي
Here she stretches out naked
beyond the wintry gloom.
تحنshe yearns إلىfor الغدِtomorrow الأهنىhappier
تحن إلى الغدِ الأهنى
فيمضيthen it passes قبلbefore أنthat يأتيit comes
فيمضي قبل أن يأتي
She yearns for a happier tomorrow,
yet it passes before it arrives.
Partial English translation: 52 of 56 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1