هَلّاwhy not وَأَنتَand you بِماءِfor the freshness of وَجهِكَyour face تُشتَهىyou are desired
هَلّا وَأَنتَ بِماءِ وَجهِكَ تُشتَهى
رودَtender in الشَبابِyouth قَليلَhaving little شَعرِhair of العارِضِthe cheek
رودَ الشَبابِ قَليلَ شَعرِ العارِضِ
Why not, when you were desired for the freshness of your face,
With your handsome face you were desirable,
Why not then, when the bloom of your face was desired,
tender in youth, with little hair upon your cheek?
Until youth passed as the hair on your temple grayed.
In the lushness of youth, with cheeks scarcely touched by hair?
فَاليَومَbut today إِذnow that نَبَتَتhas sprouted بِوَجهِكَon your face لِحيَةٌa beard
فَاليَومَ إِذ نَبَتَت بِوَجهِكَ لِحيَةٌ
ذَهَبَتwent away بِمُلحِكَwith your charm مِلءُa full measure كَفِّthe palm of القابِضِthe one who grasps
ذَهَبَت بِمُلحِكَ مِلءُ كَفِّ القابِضِ
But today, now that a beard has sprouted on your face,
Now that a beard has grown on your face,
But today, now that a beard has sprouted upon your face,
it has carried off your charm, filling the palm that grasps it.
Gone is the softness from the palm of your hand.
A handful’s length has stripped away your charm;
مِثلُlike السُلافَةِthe choicest wine عادَbecame خَمرُthe wine of عَصيرِهاits pressed juice
مِثلُ السُلافَةِ عادَ خَمرُ عَصيرِها
بَعدَafter اللَذاذَةِdeliciousness خَلَّvinegar of خَمرٍwine حامِضِsour
بَعدَ اللَذاذَةِ خَلَّ خَمرٍ حامِضِ
Like choice wine: the wine from its juice has turned,
Like vinegar, the wine has turned sour
Like the choicest wine, whose pressed nectar turns,
after its deliciousness, into sour wine vinegar.
After sweetness comes the tartness of fermented drink.
After its delight, into sour vinegar.
Sol 6.1