مَاnot أَضَاءshone البَرْقُthe lightning اللَّمُوعُflashing بِنَجْدِin Najd
مَا أَضَاء البَرْقُ اللَّمُوعُ بِنَجْدِ
إِنَّمَاonly ذَاكَthat مِنْfrom تَبَسُّمِthe smile of هِنْدِHind
إِنَّمَا ذَاكَ مِنْ تَبَسُّمِ هِنْدِ
It was not flashing lightning that shone in Najd;
that came only from Hind's smile.
وَإِذَاand when قَارَنَaccompanied الغَمَامَthe clouds بُرُوقٌflashes of lightning
وَإِذَا قَارَنَ الغَمَامَ بُرُوقٌ
فَهْيَthen they are لَوْif تَعْلَمُونَyou knew مِنْfrom نَارِthe fire of وَجْدِيmy longing
فَهْيَ لَوْ تَعْلَمُونَ مِنْ نَارِ وَجْدِي
And when flashes of lightning accompany the clouds,
they are—if you but knew—from the fire of my longing.
سَامَحَmay forgive اللهGod مُقْلَةًan eye فَتَكَتْit slew بِيme
سَامَحَ الله مُقْلَةً فَتَكَتْ بِي
إِنَّindeed قَتْليmy being killed مَاnot كَانَwas مِنْهَاby it بِقَصْدِwith intent
إِنَّ قَتْلي مَا كَانَ مِنْهَا بِقَصْدِ
May God forgive an eye that slew me;
for it did not mean to kill me.
مَاnot دَرَتْit knew إِذْwhen رَنَتْit gazed بِجَفْنٍwith an eyelid سَقِيمٍailing
مَا دَرَتْ إِذْ رَنَتْ بِجَفْنٍ سَقِيمٍ
فَاتِرٍlanguid أَنْthat ذَلِكَthat السُّقْمَthe sickness يُعْدِيis contagious
فَاتِرٍ أَنْ ذَلِكَ السُّقْمَ يُعْدِي
It did not know, as it gazed with an ailing eyelid—
languid—that such sickness is contagious.
لَيْتَهُif only he بَاعَنِيsold me نُعَاساًdrowsiness تَشَكَّىhe complained of
لَيْتَهُ بَاعَنِي نُعَاساً تَشَكَّى
ثُقْلَهُits heaviness واشْتَرَىand bought بِهِwith it بَعْضَsome of سُهْدِيmy sleeplessness
ثُقْلَهُ واشْتَرَى بِهِ بَعْضَ سُهْدِي
If only he would sell me the drowsiness he complains
is so heavy, and buy with it some of my sleeplessness.
يَاO رَشِيقَgraceful القَوَامِstature كَيْفَhow بِرُشْدِيwith my reason
يَا رَشِيقَ القَوَامِ كَيْفَ بِرُشْدِي
وَتَثَنِّىand the swaying of عِطْفَيْكَyour two sides أَتْلَفَdestroyed رُشْدِيmy reason
وَتَثَنِّى عِطْفَيْكَ أَتْلَفَ رُشْدِي
O graceful of form, how can I keep my reason,
when the swaying of your sides has destroyed my reason?
هَاتِbring كَأْسِيmy cup فِيin حُبِّهِlove of him يَاO نَدِيمِيmy drinking companion
هَاتِ كَأْسِي فِي حُبِّهِ يَا نَدِيمِي
فَهْيَfor it تُعْزَىis ascribed مِنْهُfrom him لِثُغْرٍto a mouth وَخَدِّand a cheek
فَهْيَ تُعْزَى مِنْهُ لِثُغْرٍ وَخَدِّ
Bring my cup for love of him, O my drinking companion;
for it is traced to his mouth and cheek.
وَاجْلِهَاand unveil it فيin غُلاَلَةٍa sheer robe مِنَof نَضَارٍpure gold
وَاجْلِهَا في غُلاَلَةٍ مِنَ نَضَارٍ
دَرَزَتْهَاstitched it يَدُthe hand of المِزَاجِthe blending بِعِقْدِwith a necklace
دَرَزَتْهَا يَدُ المِزَاجِ بِعِقْدِ
And unveil it in a sheer robe of pure gold,
which the hand of blending has stitched with a necklace.
Sol 6.1