كَمhow often قَدindeed جَنَيتُI plucked اللَهوَpleasure مِنfrom غُصنِهِits branch
كَم قَد جَنَيتُ اللَهوَ مِن غُصنِهِ
ماwhat lies بَينَbetween أَنوارٍlights وَنَوّارِand blossoms
ما بَينَ أَنوارٍ وَنَوّارِ
How often I have plucked pleasure from its branch,
How much pleasure have I reaped from its branch,
Amid lights and blossoms,
Among lights and lamps,
مِنfrom رَوضَةٍa garden بَلَّلَmoistened أَعطافَهاits sides
مِن رَوضَةٍ بَلَّلَ أَعطافَها
سَقيطُfalling drops أَنداءٍdew وَأَمطارِand rains
سَقيطُ أَنداءٍ وَأَمطارِ
From a garden whose sides were moistened
From a garden whose borders were moistened
By falling drops of dew and rain,
By the downpour of calls and rain,
وَأَوجُهٌand faces تَحسَبُهاyou take them for أَشمُساًsuns
وَأَوجُهٌ تَحسَبُها أَشمُساً
فيin لَيلِa night أَصداغٍsidelocks وَأَطرارِand forelocks
في لَيلِ أَصداغٍ وَأَطرارِ
And faces you would take for suns
And faces you'd think were suns
In a night of sidelocks and forelocks;
In the night of cheekbones and plaits,
وَشَقَّقَتand tore apart عَنهاfrom them سُتورُveils الدُجىthe darkness
وَشَقَّقَت عَنها سُتورُ الدُجى
نارٌfire عَلىupon نارٍfire عَلىupon نارِfire
نارٌ عَلى نارٍ عَلى نارِ
And the veils of darkness were torn away from them by
And the veils of darkness were rent from them
Fire upon fire upon fire.
By a fire upon fire upon fire.
Sol 6.1