البَينُparting جَرَّعَنيmade me drink نَقيعَinfusion الحَنظَلِcolocynth
البَينُ جَرَّعَني نَقيعَ الحَنظَلِ
وَالبَينُand parting أَثكَلَنيbereaved me وَإِنand though لَمdid not أُثكَلِbecome bereaved
وَالبَينُ أَثكَلَني وَإِن لَم أُثكَلِ
Parting made me drink the infusion of colocynth.
Separation made me drink the bitter aloes draught
And parting has bereaved me, though I have not been bereaved.
And separation burdened me, even unburdened
ماnot حَسرَتيmy regret أَنthat كِدتُI nearly أَقضيdie إِنَّماrather
ما حَسرَتي أَن كِدتُ أَقضي إِنَّما
حَسَراتُregrets نَفسيmy soul أَنَّنيthat I لَمdid not أَفعَلِdo so
حَسَراتُ نَفسي أَنَّني لَم أَفعَلِ
My regret is not that I nearly died; rather,
How I rue that I almost decided, but only
My soul's regrets are that I did not.
The regrets of my soul that I did not do
نَقِّلmove فُؤادَكَyour heart حَيثُwherever شِئتَyou wish مِنَof الهَوىlove
نَقِّل فُؤادَكَ حَيثُ شِئتَ مِنَ الهَوى
ماnot الحُبُّlove إِلّاexcept لِلحَبيبِfor the beloved الأَوَّلِthe first
ما الحُبُّ إِلّا لِلحَبيبِ الأَوَّلِ
Move your heart wherever you wish in love;
Move your heart wherever you wish in passion
Love is only for the first beloved.
For love is only for the first beloved
كَمmany a مَنزِلٍdwelling فيon الأَرضِthe earth يَألَفُهُhe grows fond of it الفَتىthe young man
كَم مَنزِلٍ في الأَرضِ يَألَفُهُ الفَتى
وَحَنينُهُand his longing أَبَداًforever لِأَوَّلِfor the first مَنزِلِdwelling
وَحَنينُهُ أَبَداً لِأَوَّلِ مَنزِلِ
Many a dwelling on earth a young man grows fond of,
How many abodes in the earth are familiar to a youth
Yet his longing is forever for his first dwelling.
Yet his yearning forever is for the first abode
Sol 6.1