السِحرُmagic مِنfrom سودِblack العُيونِthe eyes لَقيتُهُI encountered it
السِحرُ مِن سودِ العُيونِ لَقيتُهُ
وَالبابِلِيُّand Babylonian sorcery بِلَحظِهِنَّthrough their glances سُقيتُهُI was given it to drink
وَالبابِلِيُّ بِلَحظِهِنَّ سُقيتُهُ
I encountered magic in black eyes,
And through their glances was given Babylonian sorcery to drink.
الفاتِراتِthe languid ones وَماand not فَتَرنَthey slackened رِمايَةًin shooting
الفاتِراتِ وَما فَتَرنَ رِمايَةً
بِمُسَدَّدٍwith a well-aimed shaft بَينَbetween الضُلوعِthe ribs مَبيتُهُits lodging
بِمُسَدَّدٍ بَينَ الضُلوعِ مَبيتُهُ
The languid eyes that never slackened in shooting
With a well-aimed shaft whose lodging is between the ribs;
الناعِساتِthe drowsy ones الموقِظاتِthose that awaken لِلهَوىto love
الناعِساتِ الموقِظاتِ لِلهَوى
المُغرِياتِthe enticing ones بِهِto it وَكُنتُand I had سَليتُهُforgotten it
المُغرِياتِ بِهِ وَكُنتُ سَليتُهُ
The drowsy eyes that awaken love,
Luring me to it, though I had put it behind me;
القاتِلاتِthe killers بِعابِثٍwith a playful one فيin جَفنِهِits sheath, also its eyelid
القاتِلاتِ بِعابِثٍ في جَفنِهِ
ثَمِلُdrunk الغِرارِthe cutting edges مُعَربَدٌriotous إِصليتُهُits keen blade
ثَمِلُ الغِرارِ مُعَربَدٌ إِصليتُهُ
The killers, with a playful blade inside its sheath,
Drunken-edged, its keen blade riotous;
الشارِعاتِthose that level الهُدبَthe eyelashes أَمثالَlike القَناthe lances
الشارِعاتِ الهُدبَ أَمثالَ القَنا
يُحيِrevives الطَعينَthe wounded one بِنَظرَةٍwith a glance وَيُميتُهُand kills him
يُحيِ الطَعينَ بِنَظرَةٍ وَيُميتُهُ
Those that level their lashes like lances,
Reviving the wounded with a glance, and killing him;
الناسِجاتِthe weavers عَلىupon سَواءِthe evenness of سُطورِهِits rows
الناسِجاتِ عَلى سَواءِ سُطورِهِ
سَقَماًsickness عَلىon مُنوالِهِنَّtheir loom كُسيتُهُI was clothed in it
سَقَماً عَلى مُنوالِهِنَّ كُسيتُهُ
Those that weave along its even rows
A sickness from their loom, in which I was clothed.
وَأَغَنَّand a sweet, nasal-voiced one أَكحَلَkohl-eyed مِنof مَهاoryx بِكَفَّيهِBikfayeh, a place name
وَأَغَنَّ أَكحَلَ مِن مَها بِكَفَّيهِ
عَلِقَتfastened upon مَحاجِرُهُhis eye sockets دَميmy blood وَعَلِقتُهُand I fell in love with him
عَلِقَت مَحاجِرُهُ دَمي وَعَلِقتُهُ
And a sweet-voiced, kohl-eyed one of Bikfayeh's oryx—
His eyes fastened on my blood, and I fell in love with him.
لُبنانُLebanon دارَتُهُhis dwelling وَفيهِand in it كِناسُهُhis gazelle-covert
لُبنانُ دارَتُهُ وَفيهِ كِناسُهُ
بَينَamong القَناthe lances الخَطّارِthe swaying ones خُطَّwas traced نَحَيتُهُhis sculpted figure
بَينَ القَنا الخَطّارِ خُطَّ نَحَيتُهُ
Lebanon is his home, and in it lies his covert;
His sculpted figure was traced among the swaying lances.
السَلسَبيلُsweet, flowing water مِنَfrom الجَداوِلِthe streams وَردُهُhis drink
السَلسَبيلُ مِنَ الجَداوِلِ وَردُهُ
وَالآسُand the myrtle مِنfrom خُضرِthe green of الخَمائِلِthe thickets قوتُهُhis food
وَالآسُ مِن خُضرِ الخَمائِلِ قوتُهُ
The brooks' sweet-flowing water is his drink,
And myrtle from the green thickets is his food.
إِنif قُلتُI say تِمثالَa statue of الجَمالِbeauty مُنَصَّباًset upright
إِن قُلتُ تِمثالَ الجَمالِ مُنَصَّباً
قالَsaid الجَمالُbeauty بِراحَتَيَّwith my two palms مَثَلتُهُI fashioned him
قالَ الجَمالُ بِراحَتَيَّ مَثَلتُهُ
If I call him a statue of beauty standing upright,
Beauty says, 'With my two palms I fashioned him.'
دَخَلَhe entered الكَنيسَةَthe church فَاِرتَقَبتُso I waited فَلَمand he did not يُطِلlinger
دَخَلَ الكَنيسَةَ فَاِرتَقَبتُ فَلَم يُطِل
فَأَتَيتُthen I came دونَacross طَريقِهِhis path فَزَحَمتُهُand I jostled him
فَأَتَيتُ دونَ طَريقِهِ فَزَحَمتُهُ
He entered the church; I waited, and he did not linger;
Then I stepped into his path and jostled him.
فَاِزوَرَّthen he turned aside غَضباناًangrily وَأَعرَضَand turned away نافِراًshying away
فَاِزوَرَّ غَضباناً وَأَعرَضَ نافِراً
حالٌa manner مِنَamong الغيدِthe graceful ones المِلاحِthe lovely ones عَرَفتُهُI knew it
حالٌ مِنَ الغيدِ المِلاحِ عَرَفتُهُ
He turned aside in anger, and recoiled, turning away—
A manner I knew from graceful, lovely beauties.
فَصَرَفتُso I redirected تِلعابيmy flirtation إِلىtoward أَترابِهِhis age-mates
فَصَرَفتُ تِلعابي إِلى أَترابِهِ
وَزَعَمتُهُنَّand I claimed them to be لُبانَتيmy heart's desire فَأَغَرتُهُso I made him jealous
وَزَعَمتُهُنَّ لُبانَتي فَأَغَرتُهُ
So I turned my flirtation toward his companions,
And claimed they were my heart's desire, making him jealous.
فَمَشىthen he walked إِلَيَّtoward me وَلَيسَand he was not جُؤذَرٍa gazelle fawn
فَمَشى إِلَيَّ وَلَيسَ جُؤذَرٍ
وَقَعَتfell عَلَيهِupon him حَبائِليmy snares فَقَنَصتُهُso I captured him
وَقَعَت عَلَيهِ حَبائِلي فَقَنَصتُهُ
Then he walked toward me; he was no gazelle fawn.
My snares fell upon him, and I captured him.
قَدindeed جاءَhe came مِنby way of سِحرِthe magic of الجُفونِthe eyelids فَصادَنيand caught me
قَد جاءَ مِن سِحرِ الجُفونِ فَصادَني
وَأَتَيتُand I came مِنby way of سِحرِthe magic of البَيانِeloquence فَسُدتُهُand I mastered him
وَأَتَيتُ مِن سِحرِ البَيانِ فَسُدتُهُ
He came with the magic of eyelids and caught me,
And I came with the magic of eloquence and mastered him.
لَمّاwhen ظَفَرتُI gained بِهِpossession of him عَلىat حَرَمِthe sanctuary of الهُدىguidance
لَمّا ظَفَرتُ بِهِ عَلى حَرَمِ الهُدى
لِاِبنِto the son of البَتولِthe Virgin وَلِلصَلاةِand to prayer وَهبتُهُI offered him
لِاِبنِ البَتولِ وَلِلصَلاةِ وَهبتُهُ
When I won him at the sanctuary of guidance,
I offered him to the Virgin's Son and to prayer.
قالَتshe said تَرىyou see نَجمَthe star of البَيانِeloquence فَقُلتُso I said بَلrather
قالَت تَرى نَجمَ البَيانِ فَقُلتُ بَل
أُفقُthe horizon of البَيانِeloquence بِأَرضِكُمin your land يَمَّمتُهُI sought it
أُفقُ البَيانِ بِأَرضِكُم يَمَّمتُهُ
She said, 'You see eloquence's star.' I said, 'Rather,
I have sought eloquence's horizon in your land.'
بَلِّغِraise to السُهاSuha, a star بِشُموسِهِwith its suns وَبُدورِهِand its full moons
بَلِّغِ السُها بِشُموسِهِ وَبُدورِهِ
لُبنانُLebanon وَاِنتَظَمَand encompassed المَشارِقَthe lands of sunrise صيتُهُits renown
لُبنانُ وَاِنتَظَمَ المَشارِقَ صيتُهُ
Raise to Suha, with its suns and full moons,
Lebanon; its fame has encompassed the lands of sunrise.
مِنamong كُلِّevery عاليlofty in القَدرِrank مِنamong أَعلامِهِits eminent figures
مِن كُلِّ عالي القَدرِ مِن أَعلامِهِ
تَتَهَلَّلُbeams with joy الفُصحىClassical Arabic إِذاwhenever سُمّيتُهُI name him
تَتَهَلَّلُ الفُصحى إِذا سُمّيتُهُ
Each man of lofty rank among its eminent figures—
Classical Arabic beams whenever I name him.
حاميguardian of الحَقيقَةِtruth لاnot القَديمَthe old يَؤودُهُburdens him
حامي الحَقيقَةِ لا القَديمَ يَؤودُهُ
حِفظاًin preservation وَلاnor طَلَبُthe pursuit of الجَديدِthe new يَفوتُهُeludes him
حِفظاً وَلا طَلَبُ الجَديدِ يَفوتُهُ
A guardian of truth: the old does not burden him
In its preservation, nor does pursuit of the new elude him.
وَعَلىand above المَشيدِthe lofty edifice الفَخمِthe magnificent مِنof آثارِهِhis works
وَعَلى المَشيدِ الفَخمِ مِن آثارِهِ
خُلقٌcharacter يُبينُis manifest جَلالُهُits grandeur وَثُبوتُهُand its steadfastness
خُلقٌ يُبينُ جَلالُهُ وَثُبوتُهُ
And above the lofty, magnificent edifice of his works
Is a character whose grandeur and steadfastness are manifest.
فيin كُلِّevery رابِيَةٍhill وَكُلِّand every قَرارَةٍhollow
في كُلِّ رابِيَةٍ وَكُلِّ قَرارَةٍ
تِبرُraw gold of القَرائِحِcreative gifts فيin التُرابِthe earth لَمَحتُهُI glimpsed it
تِبرُ القَرائِحِ في التُرابِ لَمَحتُهُ
On every hill and in every hollow,
I glimpsed the raw gold of genius in the earth.
أَقبَلتُI came أَبكيweeping for العِلمَlearning حَولَaround رُسومِهِمtheir vestiges
أَقبَلتُ أَبكي العِلمَ حَولَ رُسومِهِم
ثُمَّthen اِنثَنَيتُI turned إِلىto البَيانِeloquence بَكَيتُهُI wept for it
ثُمَّ اِنثَنَيتُ إِلى البَيانِ بَكَيتُهُ
I came weeping for learning around their vestiges,
Then turned to eloquence and wept for it.
لُبنانُLebanon وَالخُلدُand Paradise اِختِراعُthe creation of اللَهِGod لَمnot
لُبنانُ وَالخُلدُ اِختِراعُ اللَهِ لَم
يوسَمَwas adorned بِأَزيَنَwith anything fairer مِنهُماthan those two مَلَكوتُهُHis kingdom
يوسَمَ بِأَزيَنَ مِنهُما مَلَكوتُهُ
Lebanon and Paradise are God's creations; never
Was His kingdom adorned with anything fairer than those two.
هُوَit ذِروَةٌa summit فيin الحُسنِbeauty غَيرُnot مَرومَةٍattainable
هُوَ ذِروَةٌ في الحُسنِ غَيرُ مَرومَةٍ
وَذَراand the heights of البَراعَةِartistry وَالحِجىand intellect بَيروتُهُits Beirut
وَذَرا البَراعَةِ وَالحِجى بَيروتُهُ
It is an unattainable summit of beauty,
And the heights of artistry and intellect are its Beirut.
مَلِكُking of الهِضابِthe plateaus الشُمِّthe lofty ones سُلطانُsultan of الرُبىthe hills
مَلِكُ الهِضابِ الشُمِّ سُلطانُ الرُبى
هامُthe crowns of السَحابِthe clouds عُروشُهُits thrones وَتُخوتُهُand its royal couches
هامُ السَحابِ عُروشُهُ وَتُخوتُهُ
King of towering plateaus, sultan of the hills,
The clouds' crowns are its thrones and royal couches.
سيناءُSinai شاطَرَهُshared with it الجَلالَmajesty فَلاso not يُرىis seen
سيناءُ شاطَرَهُ الجَلالَ فَلا يُرى
إِلّاexcept لَهُin it سُبُحاتُهُits sacred splendors وَسُموتُهُand its lofty bearing
إِلّا لَهُ سُبُحاتُهُ وَسُموتُهُ
Sinai shared its majesty with it; one sees
Its sacred splendors and lofty bearing in it alone.
وَالأَبلَقُand al-Ablaq الفَردُthe Peerless اِنتَهَتhave culminated أَوصافُهُits qualities
وَالأَبلَقُ الفَردُ اِنتَهَت أَوصافُهُ
فيin السُؤدُدِnobility العاليthe lofty لَهُin it وَنُعوتُهُand its epithets
في السُؤدُدِ العالي لَهُ وَنُعوتُهُ
And peerless al-Ablaq's qualities find their culmination
In its lofty nobility, as do its epithets.
جَبَلٌa mountain عَنcompared with آذارَMarch يُزرىpales صَيفُهُits summer
جَبَلٌ عَن آذارَ يُزرى صَيفُهُ
وَشِتائُهُand its winter يَئِدِburies alive القُرىthe villages جَبَروتُهُits overwhelming might
وَشِتائُهُ يَئِدِ القُرى جَبَروتُهُ
A mountain whose summer pales beside March,
And whose winter's might buries villages alive.
أَبهىmore splendid مِنَthan الوَشِيِbrocade الكَريمِthe sumptuous مِروجُهُits meadows
أَبهى مِنَ الوَشِيِ الكَريمِ مِروجُهُ
وَأَلَذُّand more delightful مِنthan عَطَلِthe bareness of النُحورِthe throats مُروتُهُits bare expanses
وَأَلَذُّ مِن عَطَلِ النُحورِ مُروتُهُ
Its meadows are more splendid than sumptuous brocade,
And its bare expanses more delightful than unadorned throats.
يَغشىcovers رَوابيهِits hills عَلىover كافورِهاtheir camphor
يَغشى رَوابيهِ عَلى كافورِها
مِسكُthe musk of الوِهادِthe valleys فَتيقُهُits unsealed musk وَفَتيتُهُand its powdered musk
مِسكُ الوِهادِ فَتيقُهُ وَفَتيتُهُ
Over its hills and their camphor there spreads
The valleys' musk, unsealed and powdered.
وَكَأَنَّand as though أَيّامَthe days of الشَبابِyouth رُبوعُهُits haunts
وَكَأَنَّ أَيّامَ الشَبابِ رُبوعُهُ
وَكَأَنَّand as though أَحلامَthe dreams of الكِعابِbudding maidens بُيوتُهُits houses
وَكَأَنَّ أَحلامَ الكِعابِ بُيوتُهُ
And its haunts are like the days of youth,
And its houses like the dreams of budding maidens.
وَكَأَنَّand as though رَيعانَthe first bloom of الصِباyouth رَيحانُهُits basil
وَكَأَنَّ رَيعانَ الصِبا رَيحانُهُ
سِرَّthe secret of السُرورِjoy يَجودُهُlavishly waters it وَيَقوتُهُand nourishes it
سِرَّ السُرورِ يَجودُهُ وَيَقوتُهُ
And its basil is like the first bloom of youth,
Watering and nourishing the secret of joy.
وَكَأَنَّand as though أَثداءَthe breasts of النَواهِدِbudding maidens تينُهُits figs
وَكَأَنَّ أَثداءَ النَواهِدِ تينُهُ
وَكَأَنَّand as though أَقراطَthe earrings of الوَلائِدِyoung girls توتُهُits mulberries
وَكَأَنَّ أَقراطَ الوَلائِدِ توتُهُ
And its figs are like the breasts of budding maidens,
And its mulberries like the earrings of young girls.
وَكَأَنَّand as though هَمسَthe whisper of القاعِthe plain فيin أُذُنِthe ear of الصَفاthe rock
وَكَأَنَّ هَمسَ القاعِ في أُذُنِ الصَفا
صَوتُthe sound of العِتابِreproach ظُهورُهُits rising وَخُفوتُهُand its fading
صَوتُ العِتابِ ظُهورُهُ وَخُفوتُهُ
And the plain's whisper in the ear of the rock
Is like the sound of reproach, rising and fading.
وَكَأَنَّand as though ماءَهُماthe water of them both وَجَرسَand the chiming of لُجَينِهِits silver
وَكَأَنَّ ماءَهُما وَجَرسَ لُجَينِهِ
وَضحُthe silver ornaments of العَروسِthe bride تَبينُهُshe displays it وَتُصيتُهُand makes it ring
وَضحُ العَروسِ تَبينُهُ وَتُصيتُهُ
And their water, and the chiming of its silver,
Are like a bride's silver ornaments, which she displays and sets ringing.
زُعَماءُleaders of لُبنانَLebanon وَأَهلَand the members of نَدِيِّهِits assembly
زُعَماءُ لُبنانَ وَأَهلَ نَدِيِّهِ
لُبنانُLebanon فيin ناديكُموyour assembly عَظَمتُهُits greatness
لُبنانُ في ناديكُمو عَظَمتُهُ
Leaders of Lebanon, and members of its assembly,
In your gathering lies Lebanon's greatness.
قَدindeed زادَنيhas increased for me إِقبالُكُمyour welcome وَقُبولُكُمand your acceptance
قَد زادَني إِقبالُكُم وَقُبولُكُم
شَرَفاًhonor عَلىin addition to الشَرَفِthe honor الَّذيwhich أَولَيتُهُI bestowed it
شَرَفاً عَلى الشَرَفِ الَّذي أَولَيتُهُ
Your welcome and acceptance have added to me
Honor beyond the honor I bestowed.
تاجُthe crown of النِيابَةِrepresentation فيon رَفيعِthe lofty tops of رُؤوسِكُمyour heads
تاجُ النِيابَةِ في رَفيعِ رُؤوسِكُم
لَمnot يُشرَwas bought لُؤلُؤُهُits pearls وَلاnor ياقوتُهُits rubies
لَم يُشرَ لُؤلُؤُهُ وَلا ياقوتُهُ
The crown of representation upon your lofty heads—
Neither its pearls nor its rubies were bought.
موسىMusa عَدُوُّthe enemy of الرِقِّslavery حَولَaround لِوائِكُمyour banner
موسى عَدُوُّ الرِقِّ حَولَ لِوائِكُم
لاnot الظُلمُoppression يُرهِبُهُfrightens him وَلاnor طاغوتُهُits tyrant
لا الظُلمُ يُرهِبُهُ وَلا طاغوتُهُ
Musa, the foe of slavery, stands by your banner;
Neither oppression nor its tyrant frightens him.
أَنتُمyou وَصاحِبُكُمand your companion إِذاwhen أَصبَحتُمواyou enter the morning
أَنتُم وَصاحِبُكُم إِذا أَصبَحتُموا
كَالشَهرِlike a month أَكمَلَcompleted عُدَّةًa count مَوقوتُهُits allotted span
كَالشَهرِ أَكمَلَ عُدَّةً مَوقوتُهُ
You and your companion, when morning comes,
Are like a month whose allotted span completes its count.
هُوَhe غُرَّةُthe bright beginning of الأَيّامِthe days فيهِin it وَكُلُّكُمand all of you
هُوَ غُرَّةُ الأَيّامِ فيهِ وَكُلُّكُم
آحادُهُits Sundays فيin فَضلِهاtheir excellence وَسُبوتُهُand its Sabbaths
آحادُهُ في فَضلِها وَسُبوتُهُ
He is the bright beginning of its days, and all of you
Are its Sundays in their excellence, and its Sabbaths.
Sol 6.1