أَماdo you not تَرىsee الشَمسَthe sun حَلَّتِhas entered الحَمَلاAries
أَما تَرى الشَمسَ حَلَّتِ الحَمَلا
وَقامَand stood upright وَزنُthe balance الزَمانِof time فَاِعتَدَلاand so became even
وَقامَ وَزنُ الزَمانِ فَاِعتَدَلا
Do you not see that the sun has entered Aries,
Behold the sun descending, bearing night's pall,
Do you not see that the sun has entered the sign of the Ram,
And time's balance stands upright and even,
And the scales of time now poised and equal.
And the scales of time have risen to find their balance?
وَغَنَّتِand sang الطَيرُthe birds بَعدَafter عُجمَتِهاtheir muteness
وَغَنَّتِ الطَيرُ بَعدَ عُجمَتِها
وَاِستَوفَتِand completed الخَمرُthe wine حَولَهاits year كَمَلاin full
وَاِستَوفَتِ الخَمرُ حَولَها كَمَلا
And the birds have sung after their silence,
The birds twitter their end to silence's fall,
The birds have broken into song after their silence,
And the wine has completed its full year,
The wine fulfills itself, pure, crystal.
And the wine has fulfilled its cycle, completing a full year.
وَاِكتَسَتِand clothed itself الأَرضُthe earth مِنfrom زَخارِفِهاits adornments
وَاِكتَسَتِ الأَرضُ مِن زَخارِفِها
وَشيَembroidery نَباتٍof plants تَخالُهُyou would take it for حُلَلاrobes
وَشيَ نَباتٍ تَخالُهُ حُلَلا
And the earth has put on, from its adornments,
Earth arrays herself in fabric bejeweled;
The earth has clothed itself in its finest ornaments,
An embroidery of plants you would take for robes?
All April's progeny don gay apparel.
An embroidery of flora you would mistake for woven robes.
فَاِشرَبso drink عَلىamid جِدَّةِthe freshness الزَمانِof time فَقَدfor indeed
فَاِشرَب عَلى جِدَّةِ الزَمانِ فَقَد
أَصبَحَhas become وَجهُthe face الزَمانِof time مُقتَبِلاyouthful
أَصبَحَ وَجهُ الزَمانِ مُقتَبِلا
So drink amid time's freshness, for
Then drink in morning's prime, drink deep and well,
So drink to the freshness of the season, for behold,
The face of time has grown youthful.
When dawn's face beams, a sunbeam parallel.
The face of Time has turned to greet us with a smile.
كَرخِيَّةٌa wine from Karkh تَترُكُmakes الطَويلَthe long span مِنَof الthe
كَرخِيَّةٌ تَترُكُ الطَويلَ مِنَ ال
عَيشِlife قَصيراًshort وَتَبسُطُand stretches out الأَمَلاhope
عَيشِ قَصيراً وَتَبسُطُ الأَمَلا
A wine from Karkh makes the long span of
Like the Gazelle grazing on Life's fresh fill,
A vintage of Karkh that renders the long span of life
Life short, and stretches out hope.
Then bounding far to Hope's wide perimeter.
Brief and fleeting, while unfurling the wings of hope;
تَلعَبُplays لِعبَthe play of السَرابِthe mirage فيin قَدَحِthe cup of الthe
تَلعَبُ لِعبَ السَرابِ في قَدَحِ ال
قَومِcompany إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle حَبابُهاits bubbles اِتَّصَلاjoin together
قَومِ إِذا ما حَبابُها اِتَّصَلا
It plays like a mirage in the cup of
A mirage playing in the wine-filled bowl
It plays the trick of a mirage within the revelers' cup
The company, when its bubbles join together.
When the drinker's fancy joins its images.
Whenever the ring of its bubbles links together.
يَقولُsays صَرِّفserve it neat إِذاwhen مَزَجتَyou mix لَهُfor him
يَقولُ صَرِّف إِذا مَزَجتَ لَهُ
مَنone who لَمdid not يَكُنbe لِلكَثيرِof much مُحتَمِلاtolerant
مَن لَم يَكُن لِلكَثيرِ مُحتَمِلا
“Serve it neat,” he says when you mix it for him—
"Blend well," advises the Cup-bearer, "for one
He says, "Temper it well," when you mix the draft for him—
The one who cannot bear much.
Who lacks capacity spills the brimming cup."
The one who possesses no strength for the potent flow.
عُجناwe lingered بِثِنتَينِover two مِنof طَبائِعِهاits natural qualities
عُجنا بِثِنتَينِ مِن طَبائِعِها
حُسناًbeauty وَطيباًand fragrance تَرىyou see بِهِin it المَثَلاthe ideal
حُسناً وَطيباً تَرى بِهِ المَثَلا
We lingered over two of its qualities:
Let two natures blend: beauty and excellence.
We have turned to two of its essential natures:
Beauty and fragrance, in which you see the ideal.
Behold in each its paragon and symbol.
A beauty and a fragrance that set the proverb for perfection.
Sol 6.1