حلفتُI swore بسجّانby a jailer اللواحظthe glances فاتنٍbewitching
حلفتُ بسجّان اللواحظ فاتنٍ
كأنّas though بعينيهin his eyes بقاياremnants خمارهhis drunken languor
كأنّ بعينيه بقايا خماره
I swore by a bewitching jailer of glances,
I swore by the keeper of the alluring glances
As though traces of his drunken languor lingered in his eyes.
As if in his eyes are remnants of his intoxication
يكسِّرhe breaks إعراضيmy turning away بتكسيرwith the languid drooping of طرفهhis gaze
يكسِّر إعراضي بتكسير طرفه
إذاwhen ظلَّremains طرفيmy gaze حائراًbewildered فيin احورارهhis eyes’ black-and-white contrast
إذا ظلَّ طرفي حائراً في احوراره
He breaks my aloofness with the languid droop of his gaze,
He breaks my aloofness by the breaking of his glance
When my gaze remains lost in his eyes’ black-and-white beauty.
If my glance remained confused in his allurements
أقامhe brought about علىupon قلبيmy heart قيامةَthe Judgment Day of حبِّهِlove for him
أقام على قلبي قيامةَ حبِّهِ
وقامand stood بعذريas my excuse فيهconcerning him حسنthe beauty of عِذارهhis cheek-down
وقام بعذري فيه حسن عِذاره
He unleashed upon my heart the Judgment Day of loving him,
He established over my heart the resurrection of his love
And the beauty of his cheek-down stood as my excuse for loving him.
And he stood with my excuse in it, the excellence of his excuse
وأعجبنيand delighted me فيon خدهhis cheek جلنارهhis pomegranate blossom
وأعجبني في خده جلناره
فأهدىso it gifted إِلىto طيِّthe inner folds of الحشاthe breast جُلَّmost of نارهits fire
فأهدى إِلى طيِّ الحشا جُلَّ ناره
And his cheek’s pomegranate blossom delighted me,
And I was amazed by his smooth cheek in it
So it gifted most of its fire to the inner folds of my breast.
So he guided the entirety of his fire to fold up the cheek
وهيهاتand far be it أنto أنسىI forget لذيذَthe sweetness of عناقهِhis embrace
وهيهات أن أنسى لذيذَ عناقهِ
وقدand indeed زارنيhe visited me منfrom بعدafter طولِthe length of ازورارهhis estrangement
وقد زارني من بعد طولِ ازوراره
And never could I forget the sweetness of his embrace,
Alas! That I forget the sweetness of his embrace
When he visited me after his long estrangement.
And he had visited me after the prolonging of his estrangement
آمنتI felt safe عليهon his account اللومَreproach منfrom كلevery ناصحٍadviser
آمنت عليه اللومَ من كل ناصحٍ
فكلٌfor everyone يرىsees أنَّthat النُّهىwisdom فيin اختيارهchoosing him
فكلٌ يرى أنَّ النُّهى في اختياره
I felt safe from every adviser’s reproach on his account,
I believed the blaming from every adviser about him
For everyone sees that wisdom lies in choosing him.
For each sees that advice is in his choice
Sol 6.1