لقدindeed ثَوَّبَrenewed the call الداعيthe caller لربوةto the hill of جِلَقٍJilliq
لقد ثَوَّبَ الداعي لربوة جِلَقٍ
بقلبٍwith a heart علىover تلكthose الرياضgardens مُرَنَّقِhovering
بقلبٍ على تلك الرياض مُرَنَّقِ
The caller has indeed renewed his summons to the hill of Jilliq,
The caller has turned towards the meadows of Jalaq
with a heart hovering over those gardens.
With a heart enraptured by those gardens
فقمتُso I rose وفيand in أذنيّmy two ears هينمةwhispering الصباthe east wind
فقمتُ وفي أذنيّ هينمة الصبا
أُساقI am driven إِليهاtoward it منfrom شبابيmy youth بريّقِby early freshness
أُساق إِليها من شبابي بريّقِ
I rose, with the east wind whispering in my ears,
I arose, hearing the whispering of the morning breeze
drawn toward it by the fresh bloom of my youth.
Leading my youth eagerly towards them
وصحبيand my companions تنادىcalled to one another ياoh لهاfor it منof صريمةa firm resolve
وصحبي تنادى يا لها من صريمة
فقلتُso I said ابرموهاsettle it firmly إِثْرَin the wake of ممشايَmy steps نلتقيwe shall meet
فقلتُ ابرموها إِثْرَ ممشايَ نلتقي
And my companions called to one another: 'What resolve!'
My friends called out, “What pleasant warbling!”
I said, 'Carry it through; follow my steps, and we shall meet.'
I said, “Let us race to join them!”
فَسِرناso we set out وخِرِّيتand the expert guide of الأمانيwishes يقودناleads us
فَسِرنا وخِرِّيت الأماني يقودنا
خَلِيَّيْنِboth unburdened إِلاّexcept منfor خليلa dear friend ومُشْفقِand a caring companion
خَلِيَّيْنِ إِلاّ من خليل ومُشْفقِ
So we set out, the expert guide of wishes leading us,
We set out, led by hopes and desires
both unburdened, save for a dear friend and a caring companion.
Just my intimate friend and confidant remained
سراعاًswiftly بنافيwith us in حَلْبةthe arena of الأنسconvivial joy للصِباbelonging to youth
سراعاً بنافي حَلْبة الأنس للصِبا
كرائمnoble أفراسٍhorses إِلىtoward اللَّهوpleasure سُبَّقِracing ahead
كرائم أفراسٍ إِلى اللَّهو سُبَّقِ
Swiftly bearing us through the arena of fellowship are youth's
Hastening to the arena of companionship in my youth
noble steeds, racing ahead toward pleasure.
Like prized steeds racing for amusement
نَغُضُّwe shorten متىwhenever شاءَwills النُهىreason منsome of عِنانهاtheir reins
نَغُضُّ متى شاءَ النُهى من عِنانها
بكفِّwith the hand of أناةpatience ذاتِpossessing زَنْدٍa wrist ومرفَقِand an elbow
بكفِّ أناة ذاتِ زَنْدٍ ومرفَقِ
We shorten their reins whenever reason wills,
Whenever propriety called we pulled back their reins
with patience's hand, endowed with wrist and elbow.
With the gentleness of one both dignified and kind
فلمّاso when بلغناwe reached ظِلَّthe shade of وارفِthe spreading دَوْحِهاits great trees
فلمّا بلغنا ظِلَّ وارفِ دَوْحِها
ومنسابِand the course of صافيthe clear مائِهاits water المترقرقِrippling
ومنسابِ صافي مائِها المترقرقِ
Then, when we reached the shade of its spreading trees,
When we reached the shade of its lofty trees
and the course of its clear, rippling water,
And the flowing of its clear, murmuring streams
وجَدْناwe found بهاin it فيin كلِّevery موقعplace reached by لحظةa glance
وجَدْنا بها في كلِّ موقع لحظة
مجالاًscope لأقصىfor the utmost بغيةdesire of المتعشقthe passionate lover
مجالاً لأقصى بغية المتعشق
we found there, wherever a glance might fall,
We found in every spot a moment
scope for the passionate lover's utmost desire.
For the utmost desire of one enamored
فماfor ... are not شِعبthe gorge of بَوّانٍBawwan ونهرُand the river of أُبُلَّةٍUbulla
فما شِعب بَوّانٍ ونهرُ أُبُلَّةٍ
وصُغدُand the Soghd of سَمَرْقندٍSamarkand وغُوطةُand the Ghuta of جِلقِّJilliq
وصُغدُ سَمَرْقندٍ وغُوطةُ جِلقِّ
For Bawwan Gorge and the river of Ubulla,
Neither mountain gorge nor meadow
and the Soghd of Samarkand and the Ghuta of Jilliq,
City of Samarkand nor plain of Jalaaq
سوىanything but أعينٍeyes وهيand it is السوادthe dark pupil لعينهاof their eye
سوى أعينٍ وهي السواد لعينها
إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle زهتit shines in splendor ماwhat lies بينbetween غربwest ومشرقand east
إِذا ما زهت ما بين غرب ومشرق
are nothing but eyes; this is their eye's dark pupil,
Except as eyes, their blackness for her eyes
when it stands resplendent between west and east.
When they shine between West and East
رياضٌgardens بهاin them للورْقamong the gray doves كلُّevery مرنَّةٍcooing songstress
رياضٌ بها للورْق كلُّ مرنَّةٍ
تُخيرchooses منfrom أشجىthe most plaintive الغِناءsinging وتنتقيand selects
تُخير من أشجى الغِناء وتنتقي
Gardens where, among the gray doves, every songstress
Gardens in it, each meadow
picks and chooses from the most plaintive songs;
Choosing the most melodious singing, being selective
تجاوبهاanswers her أخرىanother ليجتمعاso the two may meet مَعَاًtogether
تجاوبها أخرى ليجتمعا مَعَاً
علىon غُصُنٍa branch نَضْرٍfresh and green ونهرٍand a river مصفّقِlapping
على غُصُنٍ نَضْرٍ ونهرٍ مصفّقِ
another answers her, so the two may come together
The other responding, both joining together
on a lush green branch, beside a lapping river.
On a tender branch and rippling stream
كماas اجتمعاthe two joined يوماًone day علىto الزيرthe lute's treble string قينتاthe two singing girls of
كما اجتمعا يوماً على الزير قينتا
يزيدYazid بلحنwith a tune مطربrapturous وسْطَinside جوْسَقِa pavilion
يزيد بلحن مطرب وسْطَ جوْسَقِ
As the two singing girls once joined to the lute's treble string—
As they joined one day on the zither, two singers
Yazid's—in a rapturous tune within a pavilion.
With the song of a musician amidst a drinking party
وذوبُand molten لُجينٍsilver للغديرِof the pool خلالهاamid them
وذوبُ لُجينٍ للغديرِ خلالها
علىover درّpearls حوليّyear-aged الحصىpebbles متدفقstreaming
على درّ حوليّ الحصى متدفق
And the pool's molten silver, amid those gardens,
The dripping sap of trees around us
streams over pearly, time-worn pebbles.
On the pebbles, flowing round in circles
يَطنُّhums علىupon آذانناour ears منfrom ذبابهits flies
يَطنُّ على آذاننا من ذبابه
أرانينringing notes of عودٍa lute فيin يديْthe two hands of متشوقِone who yearns
أرانين عودٍ في يديْ متشوقِ
Its flies hum into our ears
The buzzing of insects sounds in our ears
the ringing notes of a lute in a yearning lover's hands.
Like the tunes of a lute in the hands of one lovesick
ومقتبلand a youthful prime للعيشof life فيهاthere قطعتهI spent it
ومقتبل للعيش فيها قطعته
رقيقsoft حواشيthe edges of البُردthe mantle أرغدَluxuriant مونِقdelightful
رقيق حواشي البُرد أرغدَ مونِق
And a youthful season of life that I spent there,
And a life ready to be spent here happily
soft at the edges of its mantle, luxuriant and delightful,
Delicate coolness of the tent, most blissful rest
يذكرنيit reminds me عهداًa time تألّقshone بالحمىin the sanctuary
يذكرني عهداً تألّق بالحمى
وفينانand wide-branching عيشlife بالأحبةwith loved ones مورقleafy
وفينان عيش بالأحبة مورق
reminds me of a time that gleamed in the sanctuary,
Reminding me of days that shone with love
and a wide-branching life, leafy with loved ones.
And a delightful life amongst loved ones
هرقناwe poured out بهthere للزقِّof the wineskin فيin رِّيقthe first bloom of الصِباyouth
هرقنا به للزقِّ في رِّيق الصِبا
نجيعَblood سُلافfree-run wine البابليّBabylonian المعتقaged
نجيعَ سُلاف البابليّ المعتق
There, in youth's first bloom, we poured out the wineskin's
We wasted it stuck to the sediment of youth
blood—pure, aged Babylonian wine.
A night of revelry like that of Babylon’s drunk
يدورgoes round بهاwith it للشَربto the drinkers كُلُّevery مقرطقٍwearer of a short tunic
يدور بها للشَرب كُلُّ مقرطقٍ
لغوبٍadept بأطرافin the fine points of الحديثconversation المنمقpolished
لغوبٍ بأطراف الحديث المنمق
Each tunic-clad cupbearer carries it round to the drinkers,
Wine circulating, each filled goblet
skilled in the choice turns of polished speech,
Empty prattle to the brim, elegantly adorned
مخصّرnarrow-waisted ماwhat lies تحتbeneath الوشاحينthe two sashes أهيفِslender-waisted
مخصّر ما تحت الوشاحين أهيفِ
تمنطقgirded himself بالألحاظِwith glances منfrom كلِّevery مُحْدِقgazer
تمنطق بالألحاظِ من كلِّ مُحْدِق
narrow-waisted beneath his twin sashes, slender,
Baring what is beneath the veils, alluring
girded with the glances of every watcher.
Conversing with glances from every onlooker
شبيهresembling الدمىsculpted figures لكنَّbut حلوthe sweetness of حديثهhis speech
شبيه الدمى لكنَّ حلو حديثه
يمزقtears apart بالألبابthrough minds كلَّevery ممزّقrending
يمزق بالألباب كلَّ ممزّق
Resembling sculpted figures, yet his sweet speech
His talk sweeter than a doll’s
tears minds utterly to shreds.
Ripping at hearts like anything torn
منيعunassailable الذُرىthe heights بَشّcheerful الأسرةِthe facial features ناعمtender
منيع الذُرى بَشّ الأسرةِ ناعم
نبسّمsmiling (uncertain reading) عنrevealing عذبsweetness of الغروبينthe two rows of teeth مشرقradiant
نبسّم عن عذب الغروبين مشرق
Unassailable in his heights, cheerful of face, tender,
Of difficult access, dignified, gentle
smiling to reveal two sweet rows of teeth, radiant.
We smile at the sweetness of the two cheekbones shining
تعاقرهاdrink it together منهfrom him الندامىthe drinking companions بمنزلin a dwelling
تعاقرها منه الندامى بمنزل
مفاضamply draped رداءthe robe of الخصبfertility رحبٍspacious مُسَرْدقcanopied
مفاض رداء الخصب رحبٍ مُسَرْدق
The drinking companions take turns drinking it from him in a dwelling,
The critics visit them in a place
draped in fertility's ample robe, spacious and canopied.
Spacious, open, abundant and overflowing
معتقةaged عذراءvirgin منfrom عهدthe era of قيصرCaesar
معتقة عذراء من عهد قيصر
تكنفهاsurrounds it فيin الدَنِّthe wine jar نسجُthe weaving of الخدَرنقthe spider
تكنفها في الدَنِّ نسجُ الخدَرنق
Aged and virgin, from the days of Caesar,
An untouched virgin from Caesar’s time
the spider's web enfolds it in the wine jar.
Whose beauty the weaving of the loom surrounds
فلماso when أبانَrevealed الصبحُdawn عنconcerning عِقْدthe necklace of أُنْسهمtheir fellowship
فلما أبانَ الصبحُ عن عِقْد أُنْسهم
تراجَعْنَهthey took turns with it بالحلِّby unfastening أيديthe hands of التفرِّقparting
تراجَعْنَه بالحلِّ أيدي التفرِّق
Then, when dawn revealed the necklace of their fellowship,
When dawn uncovered their gathering
the hands of parting took turns undoing it.
We bid farewell pulling back from union
ولمand not يبقَremained فيin الألبابthe minds سحرٌenchantment وإِنّماand only
ولم يبقَ في الألباب سحرٌ وإِنّما
لألحاظهbelonging to his glances منof سحرthe magic of بابلBabylon ماwhat بقيremained
لألحاظه من سحر بابل ما بقي
And no spell remained in the minds; only
And nothing remained in our hearts except
his glances held what was left of Babylon's magic.
The magic of her glances, what little remained
وماand ... is not العيشlife إِلاbut خِلْسَةٌa stolen moment ثمthen ينقضيit passes away
وما العيش إِلا خِلْسَةٌ ثم ينقضي
علىin عَجَلhaste كالبارقlike lightning المتألِّقgleaming
على عَجَل كالبارق المتألِّق
And life is but a stolen moment, then it passes,
For life is but a brief moment, then it passes
in haste, like a gleaming flash of lightning.
Swiftly like a flashing light
Sol 6.1