خِمارُكِyour veil فيهِin it لقلبيfor my heart خمرْwine
خِمارُكِ فيهِ لقلبي خمرْ
وتحتَand beneath دُجاهُits darkness يلوحُgleams الفَلقْthe dawn
وتحتَ دُجاهُ يلوحُ الفَلقْ
Your veil holds wine for my heart,
Your veil intoxicates my heart,
And beneath its darkness dawn gleams.
Beneath its darkness, dawn gleams.
لهit has شبةٌa resemblance منfrom شعاعِradiance القمرْthe moon
له شبةٌ من شعاعِ القمرْ
وتلكَand those الخيوطُthe threads تفكُّunfasten الحلقthe rings
وتلكَ الخيوطُ تفكُّ الحلق
It bears a likeness to the moon's radiance,
It has the radiance of moonbeams,
And those threads unfasten the rings.
Those threads unravel my soul.
منfrom العينِthe eye قلبيmy heart إليكِto you خرجْwent out
من العينِ قلبي إليكِ خرجْ
وعينُكِand your eye تَهتُكُtears through أستارَهُits veils
وعينُكِ تَهتُكُ أستارَهُ
From the eye my heart went out to you,
My heart emerged towards you,
And your eye tears through its veils.
Your eyes unravel its secrets,
وهذاand this الحريرُthe silk وهذاand this الأرجْthe fragrance
وهذا الحريرُ وهذا الأرجْ
يزينانِboth adorn للصبِّfor the lovesick lover أوطارَهhis desires
يزينانِ للصبِّ أوطارَه
And this silk, and this fragrance,
This silk and incense,
Both adorn the lovesick lover's desires.
Adorn the regions of passion.
أعاقِبةُis the outcome الصَّبرِpatience منكِfrom you الفرجْrelief
أعاقِبةُ الصَّبرِ منكِ الفرجْ
وقدand already أنفدَhas exhausted المطلُdelay أعذارَهits excuses
وقد أنفدَ المطلُ أعذارَه
Is relief from you the outcome of patience?
My patience will bring me relief,
And delay has already exhausted its excuses.
Excuses are no longer useful.
خِماركِyour veil فيهِin it الغرامpassion اختمرْhas fermented
خِماركِ فيهِ الغرام اختمرْ
ومرّand passed النسيمُthe breeze عليهِover it مَلقflattering
ومرّ النسيمُ عليهِ مَلق
In your veil, passion has fermented,
Your veil ferments love,
And the breeze passed over it, flattering it.
The breeze blows gently upon it.
إلامَuntil when تصونينَyou guard أشهىthe most tempting الثمرْfruit
إلامَ تصونينَ أشهى الثمرْ
ورمَّانُand the pomegranate صَدركِyour bosom هذاthis انفَلقhas split open
ورمَّانُ صَدركِ هذا انفَلق
How long will you guard the most tempting fruit,
Why do you deny me the sweetest fruit?
When this pomegranate of your bosom has split open?
Your breast has burst open.
تردّينَyou turn away كفّيmy hand عنfrom قَطفِهِplucking it
تردّينَ كفّي عن قَطفِهِ
وفيand in ظلِّهِits shade للفؤادِfor the heart مقيلa noonday resting place
وفي ظلِّهِ للفؤادِ مقيل
You turn my hand away from plucking it,
You prevent me from plucking it,
And in its shade the heart has a noonday resting place.
Though in its shade my heart finds rest.
سآخذُI shall clasp قدَّكِyour form منby عَطفِهِits curve
سآخذُ قدَّكِ من عَطفِهِ
ولوand even if قَدَّcleaved صَدريmy breast حسامٌa sword صقيلburnished
ولو قَدَّ صَدري حسامٌ صقيل
I shall clasp your form by its curve,
I will take your hand to pluck it,
Even if a burnished sword should cleave my breast.
Even if a polished sword pierces my chest.
وشاحُكِyour sash يشتاقُyearns for سيفَthe sword of عمرْUmar
وشاحُكِ يشتاقُ سيفَ عمرْ
فللعينِso for the eye والقلبِand the heart منهfrom it قَلقunease
فللعينِ والقلبِ منه قَلق
Your sash yearns for Umar's sword,
Your scarf longs for the sword of fate,
So it brings unease to eye and heart.
Bringing turmoil to the heart and eye.
بأمرِat the command of الجمالِbeauty فتاكِyour young man ائتَمَرْobeyed
بأمرِ الجمالِ فتاكِ ائتَمَرْ
وقلبيand my heart لِقَلبكِfor your heart رَبِّيmy Lord خلقcreated
وقلبي لِقَلبكِ رَبِّي خلق
Your young man has obeyed beauty's command,
With your deadly beauty it was destined,
And my Lord created my heart for yours.
My Lord created my heart for your heart.
Sol 6.1