نَهارُكَyour day مِنbecause of حُسنٍHusn وَلَيلُكَand your night واحِدُalike
نَهارُكَ مِن حُسنٍ وَلَيلُكَ واحِدُ
فَذاso in the one أَنتَyou حَيرانٌbewildered وَذاand in the other أَنتَyou ساهِدُsleepless
فَذا أَنتَ حَيرانٌ وَذا أَنتَ ساهِدُ
Because of Husn, your day and night are alike:
Your day is full of beauty and your night is but one,
Your day, because of beauty, and your night are one,
So in the one you are bewildered, in the other sleepless.
Yet at times you’re confused, at others collected and calm.
For in the one you are bewildered, and in the other, sleepless.
وَفيهاand in her رَعاكَmay He protect you اللَهُGod عَنكَfrom you تَثاقُلٌreluctance
وَفيها رَعاكَ اللَهُ عَنكَ تَثاقُلٌ
وَماand not ذاكَthat إِلّاexcept أَنَّهاthat she فيكَin you زاهِدُuninterested
وَما ذاكَ إِلّا أَنَّها فيكَ زاهِدُ
And she holds back from you (may God protect you).
In it Allah has relieved you of heaviness,
And in her—may God protect you—lies a heavy indifference toward you,
And that is only because she has no interest in you.
That only because it has become indifferent to you.
And that is only because she has no desire for you.
وَأَنتَand you الفَتىthe young man فيfor مِثلِthe like of وَصلِjoining حِبالِهِhis cords
وَأَنتَ الفَتى في مِثلِ وَصلِ حِبالِهِ
تَنافَسَتِhave vied الحورُthe dark-eyed women الحِسانُthe beautiful ones الخَرائِدُthe virgins
تَنافَسَتِ الحورُ الحِسانُ الخَرائِدُ
Yet you are the youth—for the joining of cords like yours,
You are the young man that maidens competed for,
Though you are the young man for the bond of whose union
the dark-eyed, beautiful virgins have vied.
Like lovely gazelles vie for the one they love.
The fair, dark-eyed beauties and modest maidens vie.
وَلَكِنbut كَماas قالَsaid الهُمامُthe noble man وَإِنَّنيand indeed I
وَلَكِن كَما قالَ الهُمامُ وَإِنَّني
أَقولُI say وَفيand in الأَمثالِthe proverbs لِلهَمِّfor sorrow طارِدُa dispeller
أَقولُ وَفي الأَمثالِ لِلهَمِّ طارِدُ
But, as the noble man said—and indeed I
But as the great ones have said, though I do proclaim
But as the noble chief once said—and truly I
say it too, for in proverbs lies what dispels sorrow—
I chase worries away, as the saying goes.
Repeat it, for in proverbs lies a banishment of grief:
أَلاAh! رُبَّmany a مَشغوفٍone enamored بِناof us لاnot يَنالُناattains us
أَلا رُبَّ مَشغوفٍ بِنا لا يَنالُنا
وَآخَرُand another قَدmay نَشفىwe are healed بِهِthrough him يَتَباعَدُkeeps his distance
وَآخَرُ قَد نَشفى بِهِ يَتَباعَدُ
“Ah, many a one enamored of us cannot win us,
Many who pine for us will not have us,
"How often is one enamored with us, yet attains us not,"
while another, through whom we might find healing, keeps his distance.”
While others we heal will turn away.
"While another, by whom we might be healed, keeps his distance."
Sol 6.1