بَعَثَتْshe sent فِيin طَيِّthe folds of أَنْفَاسِthe breaths of الجَنُوبِthe south wind
بَعَثَتْ فِي طَيِّ أَنْفَاسِ الجَنُوبِ
لِينَthe suppleness of عِطْفَيْهَاher two flanks إِلَىto بَانِthe bān-tree of الكَثِيبِthe sand dune
لِينَ عِطْفَيْهَا إِلَى بَانِ الكَثِيبِ
She sent, in the folds of the south wind’s breaths,
the suppleness of her flanks to the bān-tree on the dune.
فَغَدَتْso they began أَكْمَامُthe calyxes of أَزْهَارِthe flowers of الرُّبَىthe hills
فَغَدَتْ أَكْمَامُ أَزْهَارِ الرُّبَى
طَرَباًin rapture تَفْتُقُburst open أَزْرَارَthe buttons of الجُيوُبِthe neck openings
طَرَباً تَفْتُقُ أَزْرَارَ الجُيوُبِ
So the calyxes of the hillside flowers began
in rapture to burst open the buttons of their collars.
فَعُموُمُso all of الكَوْنِcreation يَهْوىَadores حُسْنَهَاher beauty
فَعُموُمُ الكَوْنِ يَهْوىَ حُسْنَهَا
وَخُصُوصاًand especially صاحِبُthe one with القَلْبِthe heart الطَّروْبِrapturous
وَخُصُوصاً صاحِبُ القَلْبِ الطَّروْبِ
So all creation adores her beauty,
and especially the one with a rapturous heart.
وَإِذَاand when يَاO سَعْدُSaʿd جَاوَزْتَyou pass beyond النَّقَاthe sand ridge
وَإِذَا يَا سَعْدُ جَاوَزْتَ النَّقَا
فَاحْبِسْthen halt العِيسَthe pale camels تَرَىyou will see نَهْبَthe plundering of القُلُوبِhearts
فَاحْبِسْ العِيسَ تَرَى نَهْبَ القُلُوبِ
And when, O Saʿd, you pass beyond the sand ridge,
then halt the pale camels: you will see hearts plundered.
فَبِذاكَfor in that الحَيِّencampment كَمْhow many مَيْتِone dead of هَوَىlove
فَبِذاكَ الحَيِّ كَمْ مَيْتِ هَوَى
قَدْindeed بَراهُwasted him away السُقْمُsickness عَنْfrom عَيْنِthe eye of الطَّبِيبِthe physician
قَدْ بَراهُ السُقْمُ عَنْ عَيْنِ الطَّبِيبِ
For in that encampment, how many a man slain by love
has sickness wasted beyond the physician’s sight!
يَاAh بِرُوحِيwith my soul أَنَأI أَفْدِيI ransom شَادِناًa young gazelle
يَا بِرُوحِي أَنَأ أَفْدِي شَادِناً
فَاتِناًbewitching أَمْسَىhas become نَدِيمِيmy boon companion وَحَبِيبيand my beloved
فَاتِناً أَمْسَى نَدِيمِي وَحَبِيبي
Ah, with my soul I ransom a young gazelle,
bewitching, who has become my boon companion and my beloved.
Sol 6.1