بِدَيرِat the monastery of بَهرَذانَBahradhan ليfor me مَجلِسٌa gathering place
بِدَيرِ بَهرَذانَ لي مَجلِسٌ
وَمَلعَبٌand a place for play وَسطَamid بَساتينِهِits gardens
وَمَلعَبٌ وَسطَ بَساتينِهِ
At the monastery of Bahradhan I have a gathering place,
In the monastery of Bahram there is for me a sitting place,
In the monastery of Bahradhan, I hold my court,
and a place for play amid its gardens.
And a playground amidst its gardens.
A playground nestled deep amidst its gardens.
رُحتُI went إِلَيهِto it وَمَعيand with me فِتيَةٌyoung men
رُحتُ إِلَيهِ وَمَعي فِتيَةٌ
نَزورُهُwe visit it يَومَthe day of سَعانينِهِits Palm Sunday
نَزورُهُ يَومَ سَعانينِهِ
I went there with a band of young men,
I went there with some youths,
I journeyed there with a company of youths,
to visit it on its Palm Sunday,
To visit it on a day of cheerfulness.
To visit on the feast of Palm Sunday.
بِكُلِّwith every طَلّابِeager seeker of الهَوىpassion فاتِكٍreckless
بِكُلِّ طَلّابِ الهَوى فاتِكٍ
قَدalready آثَرَpreferred الدُنياthis world عَلىover دينِهِhis religion
قَد آثَرَ الدُنيا عَلى دينِهِ
with every reckless, eager seeker of passion
With every debauched lover,
With every reckless seeker of desire,
who had preferred this world to his religion,
Who preferred the world over his religion.
Who favored this world over his faith.
حَتّىuntil تَوافَيناwe came together إِلىto مَجلِسٍa gathering place
حَتّى تَوافَينا إِلى مَجلِسٍ
تَضحَكُlaugh أَلوانُthe colors رَياحينِهِof its fragrant flowers
تَضحَكُ أَلوانُ رَياحينِهِ
until we came together at a gathering place
Until we arrived at a sitting place,
Until we settled in a gathering place
where the colors of its fragrant flowers laughed.
Where the colors of its flowers smile.
Where colors of the basil laugh in bloom.
وَالنَرجِسُand the narcissus الغَضُّfresh لَدىbeside وَردَهُits roses
وَالنَرجِسُ الغَضُّ لَدى وَردَهُ
وَالوَردُand the roses قَدalready حُفَّwere encircled بِنِسرينِهِby its wild roses
وَالوَردُ قَد حُفَّ بِنِسرينِهِ
And fresh narcissus was beside its roses,
The pale narcissus next to its rose,
The fresh narcissus lies beside the rose,
and the roses were encircled by its wild roses.
While the rose is wrapped in myrtle.
And the rose is hemmed by wild eglantine.
وَجيءَand was brought بِالدَنِّwith the wine jar عَلىupon مَرفَعٍa stand
وَجيءَ بِالدَنِّ عَلى مَرفَعٍ
وَخاتَمُand the seal العِلجِof the foreigner عَلىupon طينِهِits clay
وَخاتَمُ العِلجِ عَلى طينِهِ
And a wine jar was brought upon a stand,
The wine-filled flask was brought on high,
The cask was brought forth, set upon a stand,
and the foreigner's seal was upon its clay.
With the seal-ring upon its clay.
The foreigner's seal still intact upon its clay.
وَافتُصِدَand was opened for bloodletting الأَكحَلُthe median arm vein مِنfrom دَنِّناour wine jar
وَافتُصِدَ الأَكحَلُ مِن دَنِّنا
فَانصاعَso it gushed forth فيin حُمرَةِthe redness تَلوينِهِof its coloring
فَانصاعَ في حُمرَةِ تَلوينِهِ
And the median vein of our wine jar was opened,
The kohl was extracted from our wine,
We lanced the central vein of our wine-jar,
and it gushed forth in its red hue.
So it yielded to the redness of its dye.
And out it rushed in crimson coloring.
وَطافَand went round بِالكَأسِwith the cup لَناfor us شادِنٌa young gazelle
وَطافَ بِالكَأسِ لَنا شادِنٌ
يُدميهِmakes him bleed مَسُّthe touch الكَفِّof the palm مِنbecause of لينِهِhis softness
يُدميهِ مَسُّ الكَفِّ مِن لينِهِ
And a young gazelle went round with the cup for us,
A saqi passed the cup amongst us,
A young gazelle passed round the cup to us,
so soft that a palm's touch would make him bleed.
Caressing it by his soft palm.
So soft, a hand’s mere touch might wound his skin.
يَكادُnearly مِنfrom إِشراقِthe radiance خَدَّيهِof his cheeks أَنto
يَكادُ مِن إِشراقِ خَدَّيهِ أَن
تُختَطَفَare snatched away الأَبصارُthe eyes مِنfrom دونِهِbefore him
تُختَطَفَ الأَبصارُ مِن دونِهِ
The radiance of his cheeks almost causes
The radiance of his cheeks is such,
From the sheer radiance of his glowing cheeks,
eyes to be snatched away in his presence.
That sights are stolen away through it.
The gaze is nearly snatched away in awe.
فَلَمso did not نَزَلwe cease نُسقىwe are given drink وَنَلهوand we make merry بِهِwith him
فَلَم نَزَل نُسقى وَنَلهو بِهِ
وَنَأخُذُand we take up القَصفَrevelry بِآيِينِهِaccording to its rites
وَنَأخُذُ القَصفَ بِآيِينِهِ
So we kept being served wine and making merry with him,
We did not stop drinking and amusing ourselves with it,
We ceased not being served and revelling,
and indulging in revelry according to its rites,
And taking sips between its verses.
Pursuing pleasure by its ancient rites,
حَتّىuntil غَداbecame السَكرانُthe drunken man مِنfrom سُكرِهِhis drunkenness
حَتّى غَدا السَكرانُ مِن سُكرِهِ
كَالمَيتِlike a dead man فيin بَعضِsome of أَحايِينِهِhis moments
كَالمَيتِ في بَعضِ أَحايِينِهِ
until the drunken man, from his drunkenness, became
Until the drunkard from his tipsiness,
Until the drunkard, heavy in his cups,
like a dead man from time to time.
Became like a corpse during parts of it.
Lay like a corpse in moments of his swoon.
Sol 6.1