سَرِّحْlet loose جِيَادَsteeds الَّلحْظِthe gaze فيِin ذِيthese الْبِطَاحْbroad valleys
سَرِّحْ جِيَادَ الَّلحْظِ فيِ ذِي الْبِطَاحْ
قَدْindeed عَرْبَدَran riot النُّوَّارُthe blossoms فِيهَاin them فَفاحْthen spread fragrance
قَدْ عَرْبَدَ النُّوَّارُ فِيهَا فَفاحْ
Let loose the steeds of your gaze in these broad valleys.
Let loose the steeds of the moment in the valley,
Let loose the steeds of your gaze across these wide plains,
The blossoms have run riot there and spread their fragrance.
The bright stars have flickered over it and diffused their scent.
The blossoms have grown wild within them and exhaled their fragrance,
وانْظُرْand look إِلىَat الْبُسْتَانِthe garden فِيin حُلَّةٍa robe
وانْظُرْ إِلىَ الْبُسْتَانِ فِي حُلَّةٍ
قَدْindeed ذَهَّبَتْهَاgilded it شمْسُthe sun هَذاthis الصبَاحْmorning
قَدْ ذَهَّبَتْهَا شمْسُ هَذا الصبَاحْ
And look at the garden in a robe
And look upon the garden in its raiment,
And gaze upon the garden in a splendid garment
That this morning’s sun has gilded.
Divested of it by the sun of this morn.
That the sun of this morning has gilded.
وَأَيْنَعَتْand flourished بِالنَّوْرِwith blossoms أَفْنَانُهُits boughs
وَأَيْنَعَتْ بِالنَّوْرِ أَفْنَانُهُ
فَغَرَّدَso warbled الْقُمْرِيthe turtledove عَلَيْهاupon them وَصاحْand called out
فَغَرَّدَ الْقُمْرِي عَلَيْها وَصاحْ
And its boughs have flourished with blossoms;
Its branches flourished with the light,
Its branches have flourished with radiant blooms,
So the turtledove warbled upon them and called out.
And the nightingale trilled over it and cried out.
And upon them the turtledove has warbled and called out.
قَدْindeed أَقْبَلَarrived الأُنْسُdelight وَفَرًّand fled الأَسَىsorrow
قَدْ أَقْبَلَ الأُنْسُ وَفَرًّ الأَسَى
وَأَدْبَرَand departed النَّحْسُill fortune وَجَاءَand came النَّجَاحْsuccess
وَأَدْبَرَ النَّحْسُ وَجَاءَ النَّجَاحْ
Delight has arrived, and sorrow has fled;
Comfort has come and sorrow has fled,
Delight has approached and sorrow has fled,
And ill fortune has departed, and success has come.
Misfortune has departed and success arrived.
Misfortune has retreated and success has arrived.
فَاشْرَبْso drink طِلَىwine الأَفْراحِjoys فيin ظِلِّهِits shade
فَاشْرَبْ طِلَى الأَفْراحِ في ظِلِّهِ
فَلَيْسَfor there is not فيin كَاسَاتِهَاtheir cups مِنْany جُناحْsin
فَلَيْسَ في كَاسَاتِهَا مِنْ جُناحْ
So drink the wine of joys in its shade,
So drink the potion of joys in its shade,
So drink the wine of joys within its shade,
For there is no sin in their cups.
For there is no sin in its cups.
For there is no sin within its cups.
Sol 6.1