ذَكَرْتُكَI remembered you فَارْتَاعَand quaked الفُؤَادُthe heart صَبَابَةًwith yearning
ذَكَرْتُكَ فَارْتَاعَ الفُؤَادُ صَبَابَةً
إِلَيْكَfor you وَمَالِيand I have no مِنْfrom إِسَارِكَyour bonds مَنْفَذُa way out
إِلَيْكَ وَمَالِي مِنْ إِسَارِكَ مَنْفَذُ
I remembered you, and my heart quaked with yearning
For you; I have no escape from your bonds.
ذُعِرْتُI was terrified لِفُقْدَانِat the loss of الوِصَالِunion بِغُرَّةٍunawares
ذُعِرْتُ لِفُقْدَانِ الوِصَالِ بِغُرَّةٍ
وَذَلِكَand that ذُعْرٌterror لَيْسَthere is no مِنْهُfrom it تَعَوُّذُseeking refuge
وَذَلِكَ ذُعْرٌ لَيْسَ مِنْهُ تَعَوُّذُ
I was terrified by the sudden loss of union,
And that is a terror from which there is no refuge.
ذَمَائِيَmy remaining life مَسْفُوحٌspilled بِمِدْرَجَةِon the path of الهَوَىpassion
ذَمَائِيَ مَسْفُوحٌ بِمِدْرَجَةِ الهَوَى
وَقَلْبِيand my heart بِنِيرَانِinto the fires of الصَّبَابَةِyearning يُنْبَذُis flung
وَقَلْبِي بِنِيرَانِ الصَّبَابَةِ يُنْبَذُ
My remaining life is spilled on passion's path,
And my heart is flung into the fires of yearning.
ذَوَارفُflowing streams of دَمْعِيmy tears بِالدِّمَاءِwith blood مَشُوبَةٌmingled
ذَوَارفُ دَمْعِي بِالدِّمَاءِ مَشُوبَةٌ
وَمَاand not ذَاكَthat إلاَّexcept أَنَّthat قَلْبِيmy heart مُجَذَّذُcut to pieces
وَمَا ذَاكَ إلاَّ أَنَّ قَلْبِي مُجَذَّذُ
My streaming tears are mingled with blood,
And that is only because my heart is cut to pieces.
ذَهَلْتُI forgot عَنِabout السُّلْوَانِsolace وَالحُبُّand love آفَةٌan affliction
ذَهَلْتُ عَنِ السُّلْوَانِ وَالحُبُّ آفَةٌ
يَحَارُis bewildered بِهَاby it النِّحْرِيرُthe consummate expert وَهْوَwhile he is مُجَهْبَذُaccomplished
يَحَارُ بِهَا النِّحْرِيرُ وَهْوَ مُجَهْبَذُ
I have forgotten solace, and love is an affliction
That bewilders the keenest expert, accomplished though he is.
ذَرَانِيleave me, you two فَمَاfor ... not عَرَّضْتُI exposed للِحُبِّto love مُهْجَتِيmy lifeblood
ذَرَانِي فَمَا عَرَّضْتُ للِحُبِّ مُهْجَتِي
وَلَكنْbut سِهَامُthe arrows of الحُبِّlove فِيin القَلْبِthe heart نُفَّذُpiercing
وَلَكنْ سِهَامُ الحُبِّ فِي القَلْبِ نُفَّذُ
Leave me, you two, for I did not expose my lifeblood to love,
Yet love's arrows pierce the heart.
ذَوَىwithered زُهْدِيَmy renunciation of اللَّذَاتِpleasures فِيكَfor you صَبَابَةًin yearning
ذَوَى زُهْدِيَ اللَّذَاتِ فِيكَ صَبَابَةً
كَأَنَّas though انْسِكَابَthe downpour of المُزْنِrain clouds مِنِّيَfrom me يُؤْخَذُis taken
كَأَنَّ انْسِكَابَ المُزْنِ مِنِّيَ يُؤْخَذُ
My renunciation of pleasures withered in yearning for you,
As though the rain-clouds' downpour were borrowed from me.
ذُؤَابُthe flame of الأَسَىsorrow بَيْنَbetween الجَوَانِحِthe ribs لاَمِعٌgleaming
ذُؤَابُ الأَسَى بَيْنَ الجَوَانِحِ لاَمِعٌ
وَلَيْسَand there is no بَقْلْبِيin my heart مِنْfrom عِذَارَيْهِhis two cheek-locks مُنْقِذُa deliverer
وَلَيْسَ بَقْلْبِي مِنْ عِذَارَيْهِ مُنْقِذُ
The flame of sorrow gleams between my ribs,
And my heart has no deliverer from his two cheek-locks.
ذَلَلْتُI became abased لِمَحْبُوبٍbefore a beloved هُوَhe is العِزُّglory كُلُّهُall of it
ذَلَلْتُ لِمَحْبُوبٍ هُوَ العِزُّ كُلُّهُ
عَلَىdespite أَنَّنِيthe fact that I فِيin ذِلَّتِيmy abasement أتَلَذَّذُtake pleasure
عَلَى أَنَّنِي فِي ذِلَّتِي أتَلَذَّذُ
I became abased before a beloved who is glory itself,
Yet I take pleasure in my abasement.
ذِمَامُكَyour covenant مَحْفُوظٌkept وَحَقُّكَand your right وَاجِبٌbinding
ذِمَامُكَ مَحْفُوظٌ وَحَقُّكَ وَاجِبٌ
وَحُبُّكَand love for you مَحْتُومٌdecreed وَأَنْتَand you المُنَفِّذُthe enforcer
وَحُبُّكَ مَحْتُومٌ وَأَنْتَ المُنَفِّذُ
Your covenant is kept, and your right is binding,
And love for you is decreed, and you are its enforcer.
Sol 6.1