أَتَرْغَبَdo you desire فيin الحَيَاةِlife ولَحْظُwhile the glance of هِنْدِHind
أَتَرْغَبَ في الحَيَاةِ ولَحْظُ هِنْدِ
عَلَيْنَاagainst us مِنْهُfrom it سُلَّتْwas drawn أَيٌّwhat a هِنْديIndian blade
عَلَيْنَا مِنْهُ سُلَّتْ أَيٌّ هِنْدي
Do you desire life? Yet Hind's glance—
Do you desire the moment of bliss, O friend
what an Indian blade is drawn from it against us!
Upon us from it descend, which bliss O friend?
تَعَرَّضْنَاwe exposed ourselves لِمُقْلَتِهَاto her eye إِلىuntil أَنْthat
تَعَرَّضْنَا لِمُقْلَتِهَا إِلى أَنْ
تَرَاضَعْنَاwe suckled together كُؤُوسَcups هَوىًpassion وَوَجْدِand longing
تَرَاضَعْنَا كُؤُوسَ هَوىً وَوَجْدِ
We exposed ourselves to her eye until
We were exposed to her coquetry until
we suckled together from cups of passion and longing.
We sucked cups of love and fervor
فَهَاتِthen bring علىin اسْمِهَاher name كاسِيmy cup فَأنَّىso how
فَهَاتِ على اسْمِهَا كاسِي فَأنَّى
تُعَدِّىyou pass along الكَأْسَthe cup مَعْwith ظَمْآنَsomeone thirsty بَعْدِstill
تُعَدِّى الكَأْسَ مَعْ ظَمْآنَ بَعْدِ
Then bring my cup in her name; how can you
So bring in her name my cup that I
pass the cup on while someone still thirsts?
Pass the cup despite thirst afterward
وَوَالِand serve successively كُؤُوسَهَاher cups حَتَّىuntil تَرَانِيyou see me
وَوَالِ كُؤُوسَهَا حَتَّى تَرَانِي
وَعَيْنِيand my eye لاَnot تَرَاكَit sees you وَأَنْتَwhile you عِنْديwith me
وَعَيْنِي لاَ تَرَاكَ وَأَنْتَ عِنْدي
And keep her cups coming until you see me—
And frequent her cups until you see me
my eye not seeing you, though you are with me—
While my eye sees you not, and you are next to me
مُدَاماًwine مَاnot الحَبَابُthe bubbles بِهَاin it سِوَاهاother than itself
مُدَاماً مَا الحَبَابُ بِهَا سِوَاها
لَهَاfor it مِنْهَاfrom itself عَلَيْهَاupon itself أَيُّwhat a عَقْدِnecklace
لَهَا مِنْهَا عَلَيْهَا أَيُّ عَقْدِ
as wine, whose bubbles are none other than itself:
A long time, nothing pleases lovers but it
what a necklace it has, from itself, upon itself!
It has upon it, which pact O friend?
أُنَاوِلُهَاI pass it نَدِيميَmy drinking companion فَهْوَfor he مِثْلِيlike me
أُنَاوِلُهَا نَدِيميَ فَهْوَ مِثْلِي
وَفِيتُI was faithful بِعَهْدِهِto his covenant وَوَفَىand he was faithful بِعَهْدِيto my covenant
وَفِيتُ بِعَهْدِهِ وَوَفَى بِعَهْدِي
I pass it to my drinking companion, for he is like me;
I give it to my boon companion, and he is like me
I kept his covenant, and he kept mine.
And I fulfill my pact, and he fulfilled my pact
كَتُومُa staunch keeper of السِّرِّthe secret لاَnot ألْقَاهُI find him غَيْرِيother than myself
كَتُومُ السِّرِّ لاَ ألْقَاهُ غَيْرِي
إذَاwhen مَاemphatic particle كَانَhe is عِنْدِيَwith me كُنْتُI am وَحْدِيalone
إذَا مَا كَانَ عِنْدِيَ كُنْتُ وَحْدِي
He guards the secret well; I find him none other than myself.
Keeper of secrets, I do not divulge it but to myself
Whenever he is with me, I am alone.
When it is with me, I was alone
تَفَرْقَنَاit parts us نَوَىًdistance فَأمَرَّand made bitter حُلْوِيmy sweetness
تَفَرْقَنَا نَوَىً فَأمَرَّ حُلْوِي
وَكَدْرَand clouded بِالتَّفَرُّقِthrough parting صَفْوَthe purity of وُودِّيmy love
وَكَدْرَ بِالتَّفَرُّقِ صَفْوَ وُودِّي
Distance parted us and made my sweetness bitter,
We intended to part, so he soured my sweetness
and through parting clouded the purity of my love.
And troubled by parting, the purity of my love
فَلَمْand not أَرَI saw ذَاone possessed of تَهُورٍrecklessness مِثْلَlike طَرْفِيmy eye
فَلَمْ أَرَ ذَا تَهُورٍ مِثْلَ طَرْفِي
عَصَرْتُI wrung out الدَّمْعَtears مِنْهُfrom it فَجَاءَthen came وِرْدِيmy draught
عَصَرْتُ الدَّمْعَ مِنْهُ فَجَاءَ وِرْدِي
I have seen none so reckless as my eye:
So I saw no one as reckless as my glance
I wrung tears from it, and my draught came forth.
I squeezed tears from it, and it came my roses
وَلاَnor كَحَشَايَlike my heart تُقْدَحُis kindled فِيهِin it نَارٌa fire
وَلاَ كَحَشَايَ تُقْدَحُ فِيهِ نَارٌ
تُذَكَّرُremembrance of مَالِكِيهِits masters بِغَيْرِwithout زَنْدِa fire-stick
تُذَكَّرُ مَالِكِيهِ بِغَيْرِ زَنْدِ
Nor anything like my heart, where a fire is struck
Nor a goblet in which fire is kindled
at the remembrance of its masters, without a fire-stick.
Reminding its owners without ember
أَمَاis there not مِنْany مُسْعَدٍcomforter يَاO سَعْدُSa'd أَشْكُوI lament
أَمَا مِنْ مُسْعَدٍ يَا سَعْدُ أَشْكُو
صَبَابَاتِيmy lovesick yearnings إِلْيهِto him وَفَرْطَand the excess of وَجْديmy passion
صَبَابَاتِي إِلْيهِ وَفَرْطَ وَجْدي
Is there no comforter, O Sa'd, to whom I may lament
Is there no fortunate one, O Saad, I complain to
my lovesick yearnings and my overwhelming passion?
My fervent love for him and the excess of my passion
شَرِبْتُI drank مُدامَthe wine of نُعْمَىbounty مِنْfrom قَدِيمٍold times
شَرِبْتُ مُدامَ نُعْمَى مِنْ قَدِيمٍ
مُرَوَّقَةًclarified وَلَيْسَتْand it is not ذَاتُpossessing دُرْدِيlees
مُرَوَّقَةً وَلَيْسَتْ ذَاتُ دُرْدِي
I drank the wine of bounty long ago,
I drank old fine wine
clarified, and free of lees.
Refined, and not harsh
فَأَعْجَزَso defeated بَعضُa part of أًَيْسَرِهَاits least بَنَانِيmy fingers
فَأَعْجَزَ بَعضُ أًَيْسَرِهَا بَنَانِي
عَلَىdespite بَذْلِيmy devoting لَهَاto it مَاwhat فَوْقَbeyond جُهْدِيmy capacity
عَلَى بَذْلِي لَهَا مَا فَوْقَ جُهْدِي
Yet even a fraction of its least has defeated my fingers,
So the easiest of it disabled me
though I devote to it more than my strength can bear.
From giving to it what's beyond my ability
فَدَيْتُكَmay I be your ransom جَامِعاًa mosque للْفَضْلِfor excellence فيهِin it
فَدَيْتُكَ جَامِعاً للْفَضْلِ فيهِ
يُؤذِّنُcalls to prayer دَائِماًcontinually مَدْحِيmy praise وَحَمْدِيand my thanks
يُؤذِّنُ دَائِماً مَدْحِي وَحَمْدِي
May I be your ransom, O mosque of excellence, where
So I ransom you, gathering virtue in it
my praise and thanks forever sound the call to prayer.
It always proclaims my praise and laudation
وَمُشْتَاقٍand a yearning lover ذَكَرْتُI mentioned لَهُto him اسمَthe name of لَيْلَىLayla
وَمُشْتَاقٍ ذَكَرْتُ لَهُ اسمَ لَيْلَى
فَهَامَso he grew infatuated بِهَاwith her وَذِكْرُand the mention of الحُبَّlove يُعْدِيis contagious
فَهَامَ بِهَا وَذِكْرُ الحُبَّ يُعْدِي
And to a yearning lover I spoke Layla's name;
And a longing one, I mentioned to him Layla's name
he grew mad for her: the mention of love is contagious.
So he became possessed with her, and the mention of love is contagious
عَلَيِّupon me لهُfor him وعنْدِيand with me مَاwhat يُرَجَّىis hoped for
عَلَيِّ لهُ وعنْدِي مَا يُرَجَّى
وَبُشْرَىand glad tidings مِنْfrom عَلِيِّAli لَهُfor him وَعِنْدِيand with me
وَبُشْرَى مِنْ عَلِيِّ لَهُ وَعِنْدِي
I owe him—and have in my keeping—what is hoped for;
To me for him is what is hoped for
and I hold glad tidings from Ali for him.
And good tidings from the Most High for him and with me
لأَنِّيfor I قَبْلُbefore مَنْwhoever قَدْalready جَاءَcame قَبْلِيbefore me
لأَنِّي قَبْلُ مَنْ قَدْ جَاءَ قَبْلِي
هُنَاكَthere وَبَعْدُand after مَنْwhoever قَدْalready جَاءَcame بَعْدِيafter me
هُنَاكَ وَبَعْدُ مَنْ قَدْ جَاءَ بَعْدِي
For I am before whoever came before me
Because I before, am one who came before
there, and after whoever came after me.
Thereafter, and one who came thereafter
وَلِيand for me فيin مَاwhat يُقالُis said كَلاَمُthe speech of حُرٍّa free man
وَلِي في مَا يُقالُ كَلاَمُ حُرٍّ
وَفِيand in مَالاَwhat is not يُقالُsaid سُكُونُthe stillness of عَبْدِa slave
وَفِي مَالاَ يُقالُ سُكُونُ عَبْدِ
And in what is said, mine is a free man's speech;
And I have in what is said the words of a freeman
and in what is not said, a slave's stillness.
And in what isn't said, the silence of a slave
Sol 6.1