ياO هِلالاًa crescent غَداcame عَلَيهِupon it المُحاقُthe moon's dark phase
يا هِلالاً غَدا عَلَيهِ المُحاقُ
أَينَwhere ذاكَthat الضِياءُthe light وَالإِشراقُand radiance
أَينَ ذاكَ الضِياءُ وَالإِشراقُ
O crescent overtaken by the dark of the moon,
O crescent moon, tomorrow it will disappear
where are that light and radiance?
Where is that radiance and illumination?
نالَexacted مِنّيfrom me فيكَbecause of you التَلاقيmeeting مِنَof الحُرthe burning anguish (initial fragment)
نالَ مِنّي فيكَ التَلاقي مِنَ الحُر
قَةِburning anguish (final fragment) ماwhat لَمnot يَكُنbe يَنالُexact الفِراقُparting
قَةِ ما لَم يَكُن يَنالُ الفِراقُ
Meeting you inflicted on me such burning
What separation could obtain from me
anguish as parting had never inflicted.
Was obtained by your union, O free one
بَدَّلَchanged الدَهرُtime ثَوبَthe robe حُسنِكَyour beauty حَتّىuntil
بَدَّلَ الدَهرُ ثَوبَ حُسنِكَ حَتّى
غالَهُravaged it بَعدَafter جِدَّةٍnewness إِخلاقُwearing-out
غالَهُ بَعدَ جِدَّةٍ إِخلاقُ
Time changed the robe of your beauty, until
Time has changed your beautiful robe
wear ravaged it after its newness.
Until its new creation became burdensome
لَمnot أَزَلI ceased عالِماًknowing بِأَنof the fact that لَيسَthere is no خَلقٌa creature
لَم أَزَل عالِماً بِأَن لَيسَ خَلقٌ
دامَremained حُلواًsweet إِلّاexcept وَسَوفَand will يُذاقُbe tasted
دامَ حُلواً إِلّا وَسَوفَ يُذاقُ
I have always known that no creature
I always knew that no manner
stays sweet without someday being tasted.
Remained pleasant, without becoming insipid
حُجِرَwas forbidden الصَبرُpatience وَالسُلُوُّand solace عَلىto دَمmy tears (initial fragment)
حُجِرَ الصَبرُ وَالسُلُوُّ عَلى دَم
عيmy tears (final fragment) وَوَجديand my longing فَاِذهَبso go فَأَنتَfor you are الطَلاقُthe divorced one
عي وَوَجدي فَاِذهَب فَأَنتَ الطَلاقُ
Patience and solace are forbidden to my
Patience and solace are forbidden
tears and my longing—go, for you are divorced.
To my tears and love, so go, you are divorced
لَمnot يُسَوَّدbe blackened وَجهُthe face الوِصالِunion بِوَسمٍwith a brand الthe
لَم يُسَوَّد وَجهُ الوِصالِ بِوَسمٍ ال
حُبِّlove حَتّىuntil تَكَشخَنَbecame cuckolds العُشّاقُthe lovers
حُبِّ حَتّى تَكَشخَنَ العُشّاقُ
The face of union was not blackened by the brand of
The face of union was never blackened
love until the lovers became cuckolds.
By any brand, until lovers recoiled
قَدindeed زَعَمناwe have claimed أَنَّthat السُلُوَّsolace حُظوظٌshares of fortune
قَد زَعَمنا أَنَّ السُلُوَّ حُظوظٌ
إِذsince زَعَمتُمyou (plural) have claimed أَنَّthat الهَوىlove أَرزاقُallotments of sustenance
إِذ زَعَمتُم أَنَّ الهَوى أَرزاقُ
We have indeed claimed that solace is a matter of fortune,
We claimed solace was good fortune
since you have claimed that love is allotted sustenance.
While you claimed that passion was sustenance
Sol 6.1