أَورىmay blaze بِأُفقِكَon your horizon بارِقٌa lightning flash يَتَأَلَّقُgleams
أَورى بِأُفقِكَ بارِقٌ يَتَأَلَّقُ
وَسَقىand may water دِيارَكَyour dwellings وابِلٌa downpour يَتَدَفَّقُpours forth
وَسَقى دِيارَكَ وابِلٌ يَتَدَفَّقُ
May gleaming lightning blaze on your horizon,
And may a streaming downpour water your dwellings,
وَتَحَمَّلاand may they both bear عَنّيfrom me إِلَيكَto you تَحِيَّةًa greeting
وَتَحَمَّلا عَنّي إِلَيكَ تَحِيَّةً
تَندىis dewy عَلىupon نَفسِthe breath of القَبولِthe east wind وَتَعبَقُand is fragrant
تَندى عَلى نَفسِ القَبولِ وَتَعبَقُ
And may the two bear you a greeting from me,
Dewy upon the east wind's breath and fragrant.
وَوُقيتُand may I be spared فيكَconcerning you مِنَfrom اللَياليthe nights إِنَّهاfor they
وَوُقيتُ فيكَ مِنَ اللَيالي إِنَّها
غِربانُravens of بَينٍparting بِالتَفَرُّقِof separation تَنعَقُcroak
غِربانُ بَينٍ بِالتَفَرُّقِ تَنعَقُ
And may the nights spare me grief for you, for they
Are ravens of parting, croaking separation.
فَلَقَدfor indeed نَأىhas grown distant مابَينَناthe space between us فَمُغَرِّبٌso one goes west
فَلَقَد نَأى مابَينَنا فَمُغَرِّبٌ
مُستَوطِنٌdwelling ظَهرَthe back of النَوىseparation وَمُشَرِّقُand one goes east
مُستَوطِنٌ ظَهرَ النَوى وَمُشَرِّقُ
For the distance between us has grown vast: one goes west,
Dwelling on separation's back, and one goes east.
وَلَئِنand even if سَلَوتَyou have ceased to pine وَماand not إِخالُكَI think you ناسِياًforgetting
وَلَئِن سَلَوتَ وَما إِخالُكَ ناسِياً
كَرَمَthe generosity of الإِخاءِbrotherhood فَإِنَّنيthen indeed I أَتَشَوَّقُyearn
كَرَمَ الإِخاءِ فَإِنَّني أَتَشَوَّقُ
And even if you have ceased to pine—and I do not think you forget
The generosity of brotherhood—I still yearn.
وَيَهيجُنيand stirs me نَفَسُthe breath of النَسيمِthe breeze إِذاwhen سَرىit travels by night
وَيَهيجُني نَفَسُ النَسيمِ إِذا سَرى
وَيَشوقُنيand makes me yearn فيكَfor you الحَمامُthe doves الأَورَقُash-gray
وَيَشوقُني فيكَ الحَمامُ الأَورَقُ
And the breeze's breath stirs me as it travels by night,
And the ash-gray doves awaken my longing for you.
فَإِذاso when تَطَلَّعَappears مِنfrom سَمائِكَyour sky بارِقٌa lightning flash
فَإِذا تَطَلَّعَ مِن سَمائِكَ بارِقٌ
أَوor طافَroams by زَورٌa visitor مِنfrom خَيالِكَyour phantom يَطرُقُvisits by night
أَو طافَ زَورٌ مِن خَيالِكَ يَطرُقُ
So when a lightning flash appears from your sky,
Or your phantom roams by, a visitor in the night,
خَفَقَتflutter لِذِكرِكَat the thought of you أَضلُعيmy ribs فَكَأَنَّso it is as though ليI have
خَفَقَت لِذِكرِكَ أَضلُعي فَكَأَنَّ لي
فيin كُلِّevery جانِحَةٍrib جَناحاًa wing يَخفِقُflutters
في كُلِّ جانِحَةٍ جَناحاً يَخفِقُ
My ribs flutter at the thought of you, as though I had
In every rib a fluttering wing.
وَتَمَلَّكَتنيand takes hold of me لَوعَةٌa burning anguish مَشبوبَةٌkindled
وَتَمَلَّكَتني لَوعَةٌ مَشبوبَةٌ
شَوقاًwith longing إِلَيكَfor you وَعَبرَةٌand a tear تَتَرَقرَقُshimmers
شَوقاً إِلَيكَ وَعَبرَةٌ تَتَرَقرَقُ
And I am seized by an anguish ablaze
With longing for you, and by a shimmering tear.
وَلَئِنand even if شَحَطتَyou have gone far فَإِنَّthen indeed عَهدَكَyour pledge زَهرَةٌa blossom
وَلَئِن شَحَطتَ فَإِنَّ عَهدَكَ زَهرَةٌ
تَندىis dewy وَذِكرَكَand your memory نَفحَةٌa waft of fragrance تُتَنَشَّقُis inhaled
تَندى وَذِكرَكَ نَفحَةٌ تُتَنَشَّقُ
And even if you have gone far, your pledge is a blossom,
Dew-fresh, and your memory a fragrance to breathe in.
Sol 6.1