عَلَيَّagainst me مَهاoryxes اللِوىal-Liwā فيin الحُكمِjudgment جارَتwere unjust
عَلَيَّ مَها اللِوى في الحُكمِ جارَت
وَقَلبيand my heart مِنfrom نَواهاtheir remoteness ماnot أَجارتthey sheltered
وَقَلبي مِن نَواها ما أَجارت
The oryx-eyed beauty of al-Liwā has wronged me in her judgment,
The oryxes of al-Liwā were unjust to me in their judgment,
and has not spared my heart the pain of her estrangement.
And did not shield my heart from their remoteness.
أَأنسِيَتِhas she been made to forget? المَودَّةaffection حَيثُwhen زارَتshe visited
أَأنسِيَتِ المَودَّة حَيثُ زارَت
وَليand for me وَلَهاand for her إِذاwhen الكاساتُthe cups دارَتwent round
وَلي وَلَها إِذا الكاساتُ دارَت
Was affection forgotten wherever she went?
Has she been made to forget affection, when she visited,
Yet she and I, whenever the goblets made their rounds,
And, as the cups went round, she and I shared
مُحادَثَةٌconversation تَحُلّunties حُبىbonds الهُمومsorrows
مُحادَثَةٌ تَحُلّ حُبى الهُموم
أَماطَتshe drew aside إِذwhen خَلَوتُI was alone بِهاwith her اللِثاماthe veil
أَماطَت إِذ خَلَوتُ بِها اللِثاما
shared conversation that unbound the knots of care.
Conversation that unties the bonds of sorrow?
When I was alone with her, she drew aside her veil
When I was alone with her, she drew aside her veil,
وَقالَتand she said هاhere فَميmy mouth فَاِرشفso sip مُداماwine
وَقالَت ها فَمي فَاِرشف مُداما
وَدُونَكَand here you are فَاِستَمِعso listen مِنّيfrom me كَلاماwords
وَدُونَكَ فَاِستَمِع مِنّي كَلاما
and said, “Here is my mouth—sip wine from it;
And said: Here is my mouth—sip wine;
and take what follows: listen to words from me—
And here you are—listen to words from me:
مُنادَمَةًcompanionship over wine أَلَذّsweeter مِنَthan النَدامىboon companions
مُنادَمَةً أَلَذّ مِنَ النَدامى
وَبثُّand an outpouring جَوىlonging أَرَقُّmore delicate مِنَthan النَسيمthe breeze
وَبثُّ جَوى أَرَقُّ مِنَ النَسيم
companionship more delightful than boon companions,
Companionship over wine, sweeter than boon companions,
and the outpouring of a passion gentler than the breeze.”
And an outpouring of longing more delicate than the breeze.
Sol 6.1