طَيفa phantom أَلَمَّvisited بِمُدنِفِto a lovesick sufferer
طَيف أَلَمَّ بِمُدنِفِ
أَجفانُهُhis eyelids لَمdid not تَطرفclose or blink
أَجفانُهُ لَم تَطرف
A phantom visited one wasted by love,
A spectre pained the lover
whose eyelids had not closed.
His eyelids did not blink
أَسرىtraveled by night بِهِwith it فكرa thought نَمىgrew
أَسرى بِهِ فكر نَمى
وَأزارهُand made it visit سرٌّa secret خَفيhidden
وَأزارهُ سرٌّ خَفي
A growing thought carried it through the night,
A thought captured him
and a hidden secret sent it to visit.
And a secret veiled him
فَأَتىso it came إِلَيَّto me يَخوضُwading فيthrough
فَأَتى إِلَيَّ يَخوضُ في
ضَحضاحshallow water دَمعtears مُسرفexcessive
ضَحضاح دَمع مُسرف
So it came to me, wading through
He came to me, delving
a shallow pool of excessive tears,
Into copious tears overflowing
وَيَقولand it says ليto me مَولايَmy lord لَمhave not
وَيَقول لي مَولايَ لَم
تَرَعyou cherish الوِدادaffection وَلَمand have not تَفِyou keep faith
تَرَع الوِداد وَلَم تَفِ
and said to me, “My lord, you have not
And said, my beloved, why
cherished affection, nor kept faith.
Did you not tend devotion nor excel
ماwhat صَبرpatience يَعقوبJacob الهَوىof love
ما صَبر يَعقوب الهَوى
وَسَلوّهand his solace عَنaway from يوسفJoseph
وَسَلوّه عَن يوسف
What patience has love's Jacob,
What patience did Jacob have
and what solace apart from Joseph?”
When asked of Joseph?
فَأَجَبتُهُso I answered it بِتوجسwith apprehension
فَأَجَبتُهُ بِتوجس
وَتَذَلُلand submission وَتَلهفand yearning
وَتَذَلُل وَتَلهف
So I answered it with apprehension,
So I answered him with apprehension
and with submission and yearning:
And pleading and yearning
أَفديكI would give my life for you ماwhat هَذاthis الجَفاcoldness
أَفديك ما هَذا الجَفا
ياO قاتِليmy slayer وَمعنفيand my chastiser
يا قاتِلي وَمعنفي
“I would give my life for you! What is this coldness,
My life for you! What is this aloofness
O my slayer and chastiser?
That kills and repels me?
لاno وَالَّذيby Him who قَدindeed أَودَعplaced الthe (continued next line)
لا وَالَّذي قَد أَودَع ال
جسراتunclear; probably 'sorrows' (حسرات) قَلبthe heart of المُدنفthe lovesick sufferer
جسرات قَلب المُدنف
No, by Him who has placed the
No - by Him who has deposited
sorrows [reading uncertain] in the lovesick sufferer's heart,
In the heart of the lover
لَمhave not أَسَلI cease longing for قُربكyour nearness إِنَّماonly الthe (continued next line)
لَم أَسَل قُربك إِنَّما ال
أَيامdays ليfor me لَمdid not تُسعفoffer help
أَيام لي لَم تُسعف
I have not ceased longing for your nearness; only the
I did not seek your nearness
days have failed to help me.
But time has not aided me
ماwhat حِيلَتيmy recourse وَالدَهرand fate خَصadversary (word continues next line)
ما حِيلَتي وَالدَهر خَص
ميof mine (completes 'my adversary') وَالزَمانُand time مسوفيone who keeps putting me off
مي وَالزَمانُ مسوفي
What can I do, when fate is an adversary
What can I do? Fate has opposed me
of mine, and time keeps putting me off?
And days have betrayed me
إِنindeed المَحبةlove وَالوَفاand faithfulness
إِن المَحبة وَالوَفا
طَبعيmy nature بِغَيرwithout تَكَلُفaffectation
طَبعي بِغَير تَكَلُف
Indeed, love and faithfulness
For love and loyalty
are my nature, without affectation.
Are my nature without pretense
أَناI am مِنone whose صَفاis pure لَكَfor you وُدُهُhis affection
أَنا مِن صَفا لَكَ وُدُهُ
لَكِنَّنيyet I لَمhave not أُنصِفbeen treated fairly (contextual passive reading)
لَكِنَّني لَم أُنصِف
I am one whose affection for you is pure,
I, of purity to you, my affection
yet I have not been treated fairly.”
But I have not been just
يَبكيweeps المُحبthe lover لِتَنطَفيso it may be extinguished
يَبكي المُحب لِتَنطَفي
نارthe fire of الغَرامpassion المُتلفconsuming
نار الغَرام المُتلف
The lover weeps to quench
The lover weeps so the fires
the fire of consuming passion.
Of passionate love are quenched
فَالدَمعso the tears فَوقَupon خُدودِهِhis cheeks
فَالدَمع فَوقَ خُدودِهِ
يَجريflow وَنارand the fire of الشَوقlonging فيwithin
يَجري وَنار الشَوق في
So tears upon his cheeks
And tears flow down his cheeks
flow, while longing's fire burns within.
While the flames of longing are within
وَيَحalas for الغَريبthe stranger قَضىdied أَسىof sorrow
وَيَح الغَريب قَضى أَسى
وَحَبيبُهُand his beloved لَمdid not يَعرفknow
وَحَبيبُهُ لَم يَعرف
Alas for the stranger—he died of sorrow,
Oh stranger! He has spent sorrow
and his beloved did not know.
While his beloved does not know him
Sol 6.1