لَقَدindeed أَصَختُI listened attentively إِلىto نَجواكَyour whispered confidences مِنas قَمَرٍa moon
لَقَد أَصَختُ إِلى نَجواكَ مِن قَمَرٍ
وَبِتُّand I spent the night أُدلِجُI travel by night بَينَbetween الوَعيِunderstanding وَالنَظَرِand sight
وَبِتُّ أُدلِجُ بَينَ الوَعيِ وَالنَظَرِ
Indeed, I have listened to your whispered confidences, O moon,
And I spent the night journeying between understanding and sight.
لاnot أَجتَليI behold مُلَحاًcharms حَتّىuntil أَعيI take in مُلَحاًwitty sayings
لا أَجتَلي مُلَحاً حَتّى أَعي مُلَحاً
عَدلاًin fairness مِنَof الحُكمِjudgment بَينَbetween السَمعِhearing وَالبَصَرِand sight
عَدلاً مِنَ الحُكمِ بَينَ السَمعِ وَالبَصَرِ
I behold no charms until I take in witty words,
In fair judgment between hearing and sight.
وَقَدand already مَلَأتُI filled سَوادَblackness العَينِthe eye مِنwith وَضَحٍbrightness
وَقَد مَلَأتُ سَوادَ العَينِ مِن وَضَحٍ
فَقَرَّطِso adorn with an earring السَمعَhearing قِرطَan earring الأُنسِcompanionship مِنfrom سَمَرِnighttime conversation
فَقَرَّطِ السَمعَ قِرطَ الأُنسِ مِن سَمَرِ
And I have filled my eye's black pupil with brightness;
So adorn my hearing with companionship's earring, made of nighttime talk.
فَلَوso if جَمَعتَyou combined إِلىwith حُسنٍbeauty مُحاوَرَةًconversation
فَلَو جَمَعتَ إِلى حُسنٍ مُحاوَرَةً
حُزتَyou would gain الجَمالَينِboth beauties مِنof خُبرٍfirsthand experience وَمِنand of خَبَرِreport
حُزتَ الجَمالَينِ مِن خُبرٍ وَمِن خَبَرِ
So, were you to add conversation to beauty,
You would gain both beauties: of firsthand experience and of report.
وَإِنand if صَمَمتَyou remain silent فَفيthen in مَرآكَthe sight of you ليfor me عِظَةٌan admonition
وَإِن صَمَمتَ فَفي مَرآكَ لي عِظَةٌ
قَدindeed أَفصَحَتhave spoken plainly لِيَto me عَنهاabout it أَلسُنُtongues العِبَرِlessons
قَد أَفصَحَت لِيَ عَنها أَلسُنُ العِبَرِ
And if you remain silent, the sight of you holds a lesson for me,
Which the tongues of lessons have made plain to me.
تَمُرُّyou pass مِنas ناقِصٍdiminished حَوراًthrough waning وَمُكتَمِلٍand full
تَمُرُّ مِن ناقِصٍ حَوراً وَمُكتَمِلٍ
كَوراًthrough waxing وَمِنand as مُرتَقٍascending طَوراًat times وَمُنحَدِرِand descending
كَوراً وَمِن مُرتَقٍ طَوراً وَمُنحَدِرِ
You pass, now diminished through waning, now full
Through waxing; at times ascending, at times descending.
وَالناسُand people مِنsome مُعرِضٍone who turns away يَلهوamuses himself وَمُلتَفِتٍand one who turns to attend
وَالناسُ مِن مُعرِضٍ يَلهو وَمُلتَفِتٍ
يَرعىtakes heed وَمِنand some ذاهِلٍone who is oblivious يَنسىforgets وَمُدَّكِرِand one who remembers
يَرعى وَمِن ذاهِلٍ يَنسى وَمُدَّكِرِ
And among people, some turn away and play, while others turn
To take heed; some are oblivious and forget, while others remember.
يَلهوplays بِساحاتِin courtyards أَقوامٍpeoples تُحَدِّثُناtell us
يَلهو بِساحاتِ أَقوامٍ تُحَدِّثُنا
وَقَدthough already قَضواthey died فَمَضَواthen they departed إِنّاindeed we عَلىon الأَثَرِthe trail
وَقَد قَضوا فَمَضَوا إِنّا عَلى الأَثَرِ
He plays in peoples' courtyards, which tell us—
Though those peoples have died and gone—that we follow in their wake.
فَإِنso if بَكَيتُI weep وَقَدand perhaps يَبكيweeps الخَليلُthe close friend فَعَنthen from
فَإِن بَكَيتُ وَقَد يَبكي الخَليلُ فَعَن
شَجوٍsorrow يُفَجِّرُmakes gush forth عَينَa spring الماءِwater فيin الحَجَرِstone
شَجوٍ يُفَجِّرُ عَينَ الماءِ في الحَجَرِ
So if I weep—and a close friend may weep—it is from
A grief that makes a spring of water gush from stone.
Sol 6.1