مُحبa lover وَفىwas faithful وَحَبيبand a beloved غدرbetrayed
مُحب وَفى وَحَبيب غدر
وَدَهرand time تَجافىgrew aloof وَحَرٌّand a noble man صَبرendured
وَدَهر تَجافى وَحَرٌّ صَبر
A lover was faithful, and a beloved betrayed.
A loyal lover and a traitorous beloved
And time grew aloof, and a noble man endured.
And time turned hostile with enduring hardship
لَقَدindeed أَبَدلreplaced الدَهرtime مِنكَfrom you الوَفاfaithfulness
لَقَد أَبَدل الدَهر مِنكَ الوَفا
بِالغَدرwith betrayal وَالغَدرand betrayal لاnot يَغتفرis forgiven
بِالغَدر وَالغَدر لا يَغتفر
Time has indeed replaced your faithfulness
Indeed time has replaced your loyalty
with betrayal—and betrayal is not forgiven.
With betrayal, and betrayal is unforgivable
وَماand not الغَدرbetrayal إِلّاexcept وصالunion with السوىanother
وَما الغَدر إِلّا وصال السوى
وَلَوeven if بِالتَبَسُمthrough smiling أَوor بِالنَظَرthrough looking
وَلَو بِالتَبَسُم أَو بِالنَظَر
And betrayal is nothing but union with another,
Betrayal is nothing but the union of equals
even through a smile or a glance.
Be it with a smile or a glance
وَلَيسَand is not الوَفاءُfaithfulness مِنfrom المُستَهاthe love-stricken one (continued)
وَلَيسَ الوَفاءُ مِن المُستَها
مcompletion of 'love-stricken one' إِلّاexcept إِلتِزامcommitment to البُكاweeping وَالسَهَرand sleeplessness
م إِلّا إِلتِزام البُكا وَالسَهَر
And faithfulness in one stricken by love is nothing
Loyalty from the desperate is nothing
but devotion to weeping and sleeplessness,
But adhering to crying and wakefulness
وَإِنand even if لاnot يُواصلcommunes with غَيرother than الحَنينlonging
وَإِن لا يُواصل غَير الحَنين
وَإِنand even if لاnot يُصاحبkeeps company with إِلّاexcept الفكرthought
وَإِن لا يُصاحب إِلّا الفكر
even if he communes with nothing but longing,
None accompanies except thoughts
and even if he keeps company with nothing but thought.
And none persists except yearning
لَقَدindeed كانَthere was ليfor me فيin الضَناwasting illness وَالنَحولand emaciation
لَقَد كانَ لي في الضَنا وَالنَحول
مَوعِظةan admonition فيكَconcerning you بَلrather مزدجرa deterrent
مَوعِظة فيكَ بَل مزدجر
In sickness and wasting, I surely had
For me in my misery and emaciation
an admonition concerning you—rather, a deterrent.
Your betrayal was a lesson, even deterrence
رَقيبthe watcher of العِداthe foes وَرَقيبand the guardian of العَفاchastity (continued)
رَقيب العِدا وَرَقيب العَفا
فcompletion of 'chastity' وَبيand within me حَرheat شَوقlonging يُذيبmelts الحَجَرstone
ف وَبي حَر شَوق يُذيب الحَجَر
The foes' watcher, and the guardian of chastity—
Watcher of enmity and watcher of pardon
and within me, the heat of longing melts stone.
And in me is a burning desire that melts rock
فَكَيفَso how الخَلاصdeliverance وَقَدwhen already سَقَpreordained (text unclear) القَضاfate
فَكَيفَ الخَلاص وَقَد سَقَ القَضا
بِفَنائيwith my destruction وَأَينَand where المَفَرrefuge
بِفَنائي وَأَينَ المَفَر
How, then, can I escape, when fate has already decreed
So how can I escape when fate
my destruction—and where is there refuge?
Has decreed my demise, and where is the escape?
وَمَنand who ليfor me بِذاكwith that وَلَوeven if بِالرَدىthrough death
وَمَن لي بِذاك وَلَو بِالرَدى
وَلَكِنَّهُbut it لاnot بَردturns back (text unclear) القَدرfate
وَلَكِنَّهُ لا بَرد القَدر
And who will grant me that, even through death?
Who can save me from this, even by perishing
Yet it cannot turn back fate.
But it does not cool the heat of fate
نَعمyes قَدindeed أَمَلdictated (text unclear) عَليَّto me النسيthe breeze (continued)
نَعم قَد أَمَل عَليَّ النسي
مcompletion of 'the breeze' حَديثthe tale of ملالكyour weariness لَكنbut أَسَرconfided secretly
م حَديث ملالك لَكن أَسَر
Yes, the breeze has dictated to me
Yes, forgetfulness has instilled in me
the tale of your weariness, but confided it in secret.
The tale of your boredom, but it is concealed
وَإِنand indeed وِدادَكyour affection لَمdid not تَبقleave مِنهُof it
وَإِن وِدادَك لَم تَبق مِنهُ
كَجسميlike my body وَصَبريand my patience اللَياليthe nights أَثَرa trace
كَجسمي وَصَبري اللَيالي أَثَر
And indeed, your affection has been left without a trace
And your love, nothing remains of it
by the nights, like my body and my patience.
Like my body and my patience at night
وَقَدand indeed كانَwas هَجركyour desertion لاnot يَختشىfeared
وَقَد كانَ هَجرك لا يَختشى
فَأَصبَحso it has become وَصلَكunion with you لاnot يَنتَظرawaited
فَأَصبَح وَصلَك لا يَنتَظر
Once, your desertion was not feared;
Your abandonment was not feared
now union with you is no longer awaited.
Yet your reunion is no longer awaited
نَأَيتyou drew away بِقَلبكwith your heart وَالودand affection لاnot
نَأَيت بِقَلبك وَالود لا
بِوَجهكwith your face عَنيfrom me وَهَذاand this أَضَرmore harmful
بِوَجهك عَني وَهَذا أَضَر
You withdrew your heart and affection, not
You distanced your heart, not your face from me
your face, from me—and that is worse.
And this was more hurtful
فَماso never أَنسsensed; perceived القَلبthe heart ذِكرىthe memory of جَفاcoldness (continued)
فَما أَنس القَلب ذِكرى جَفا
كyour (completes the preceding word) إِلّاexcept تَطايرflew; scattered مِنهُfrom it الشَرَرsparks
ك إِلّا تَطاير مِنهُ الشَرَر
Whenever the heart recalls your coldness,
The heart forgets not the memory of your tyranny
sparks fly from it.
Except by the scattering of its embers
خَليليَّmy two dear friends بِاللَهby God لاnot تَعذلاyou two reproach
خَليليَّ بِاللَه لا تَعذلا
فَقَدfor indeed مَلَّhas wearied سَمعيmy hearing حَديثthe talk of البَشَرpeople
فَقَد مَلَّ سَمعي حَديث البَشَر
My two dear friends, by God, do not reproach me:
My friend, do not blame me
my hearing has grown weary of human talk.
For my hearing is tired of human speech
وَقَدand indeed ملتhas wearied الروحthe soul هَذاthis الهَوىlove
وَقَد ملت الروح هَذا الهَوى
وَاِنكُرand has rejected طَرفيmy gaze هَذيthese الصُوَرimages
وَاِنكُر طَرفي هَذي الصُوَر
And the soul has wearied of this love,
And my soul is tired of this passion
and my gaze has rejected these images:
And my eyes reject these images
وَجوهfaces بروقكdelights you (text unclear) فيهاin them النَظَرlooking
وَجوه بروقك فيها النَظَر
وَلَكنbut يَسوكdistresses you عَنهاabout them الخَبَرthe report
وَلَكن يَسوك عَنها الخَبَر
faces whose sight delights you,
Your lightning faces in which sight wanders
but reports of them distress you.
But knowledge precludes them
رَأَيتI saw الزَمانtime عَدوthe enemy of الكِرامthe noble
رَأَيت الزَمان عَدو الكِرام
لاnot يُبلغattains الحَرّthe noble man فيهِin it وَطَرa desire
لا يُبلغ الحَرّ فيهِ وَطَر
I have seen time as the enemy of the noble:
I saw time, enemy of the generous
a noble man attains no desire within it.
Does not allow ardour to flourish
فَلَيتَso would that نَفسيmy soul عَنaway from سلمهِpeace with it
فَلَيتَ نَفسي عَن سلمهِ
وَحارَبتُهُand I fought it وَرَكبتand I rode into الخَطَرdanger
وَحارَبتُهُ وَرَكبت الخَطَر
So would that my soul were far from peace with it,
If only my soul could escape its injustice
and I had fought it and ridden into danger.
And I fought it and embarked on danger
إِلىuntil كَمhow long تُطيلyou prolong عِتابreproaching الزَماtime (continued)
إِلى كَم تُطيل عِتاب الزَما
نcompletion of 'time' وَطَبعand the nature of الزَمانtime الجَفاharshness وَالكَدرand gloom
ن وَطَبع الزَمان الجَفا وَالكَدر
How long will you prolong your reproach of time,
How long will you prolong the blame of time
when time's nature is harshness and gloom?
And time's nature of fickleness and gloom?
وَماand not زالَceased يَسفحpours out ماءthe water of الشُؤthe tear ducts (continued)
وَما زالَ يَسفح ماء الشُؤ
نcompletion of 'tear ducts' بَينَamid الخُطوبcalamities وَبَينَand amid العِبَرlessons
ن بَينَ الخُطوب وَبَينَ العِبَر
And it has never ceased pouring out the tear ducts' water,
It continues to spill the water of hardship
amid calamities and lessons.
Between calamities and lessons
وَماand not زالَceased صَرفاًchangeable; capricious إِذاif شاءَit wished ساsaddened (truncated form)
وَما زالَ صَرفاً إِذا شاءَ سا
بلاwithout علةa cause وَإِنand if شاءَit wished سرgladdened
بلا علة وَإِن شاءَ سر
And it has ever been capricious: if it wishes, it saddens,
It continues to alternate as it wishes
without cause; and if it wishes, it gladdens.
Without reason, be it pouring or modesty
Sol 6.1