تَحِيَّةُa greeting شاعِرٍof a poet ياO ماءَwater of جَكسوGöksu
تَحِيَّةُ شاعِرٍ يا ماءَ جَكسو
فَلَيسَfor there is no سِواكَother than you لِلأَرواحِfor souls أُنسُsolace
فَلَيسَ سِواكَ لِلأَرواحِ أُنسُ
A poet's greeting, O water of Göksu!
A poet's greeting, O Jaxu water
For none but you brings solace to souls.
For nothing else refreshes souls like you
فَدَتكَmay they ransom you مِياهُthe waters of دِجلَةَthe Tigris وَهيَwhile they are سَعدٌgood fortune
فَدَتكَ مِياهُ دِجلَةَ وَهيَ سَعدٌ
وَلاand may not جُعِلَتthey be made فِداءَكَyour ransom وَهيَwhile they are نَحسُill fortune
وَلا جُعِلَت فِداءَكَ وَهيَ نَحسُ
May the Tigris's waters ransom you in their good fortune,
May the waters of the Tigris be sacrificed for you, auspicious though they be
And never be made your ransom in their ill fortune.
And may they not be sacrificed though inauspicious they be
وَجاءَكَand may it come to you ماءُthe water of زَمزَمَZamzam وَهوَwhile it is طُهرٌpurity
وَجاءَكَ ماءُ زَمزَمَ وَهوَ طُهرٌ
وَأَمواهٌand waters عَلىalong الأَردُنِّthe Jordan قُدسُholy
وَأَمواهٌ عَلى الأَردُنِّ قُدسُ
And may Zamzam's water come to you in its purity,
And the water of Zamzam came to you—sacred it is
And the holy waters along the Jordan.
And waters over the Jordan—holy
وَكانَand used to النيلُthe Nile يَعرِسُhold a wedding كُلَّevery عامٍyear
وَكانَ النيلُ يَعرِسُ كُلَّ عامٍ
وَأَنتَand you عَلىthroughout المَدىall time فَرحٌjoy وَعُرسُand a wedding
وَأَنتَ عَلى المَدى فَرحٌ وَعُرسُ
And the Nile would hold a wedding every year,
The Nile used to celebrate every year
But you are joy and a wedding through all time.
While you are joy and celebration for ages
وَقَدand indeed زَعَموهُthey claimed it لِلغاداتِfor the maidens رَمساًa grave
وَقَد زَعَموهُ لِلغاداتِ رَمساً
وَأَنتَand you لِهَمِّهِنَّfor their cares الدَهرَforever رَمسُa grave
وَأَنتَ لِهَمِّهِنَّ الدَهرَ رَمسُ
And they claimed it was a grave for maidens,
And they alleged it for the maidens a marking
But you are forever a grave for their cares.
While for them you are for ages a marking
وَرَدنَكَthey came to your waters كَوثَراًKawthar (a bountiful river) وَسَفَرنَand unveiled themselves حوراًas houris
وَرَدنَكَ كَوثَراً وَسَفَرنَ حوراً
وَهَلand is there بِالحورِin houris إِنif أَسفَرنَthey unveil their faces بَأسُany harm
وَهَل بِالحورِ إِن أَسفَرنَ بَأسُ
They came to you as to Kawthar, and unveiled as houris.
They compared you to Al-Kawthar and described houris
And is there harm in houris if they unveil?
Are the houris, though unveiled, frightening?
فَقُلso tell لِلجانِحينَthose inclined إِلىtoward حِجابٍveiling
فَقُل لِلجانِحينَ إِلى حِجابٍ
أَتُحجَبُis veiled? عَنfrom صَنيعِthe handiwork of اللَهِGod نَفسُa soul
أَتُحجَبُ عَن صَنيعِ اللَهِ نَفسُ
So tell those inclined toward veiling:
Say to those leaning towards a veil
Should a soul be screened from God's handiwork?
Can a soul be veiled from Allah's work?
إِذاif لَمdoes not يَستُرِveil الأَدَبُgood manners الغَوانيthe beautiful women
إِذا لَم يَستُرِ الأَدَبُ الغَواني
فَلاthen not يُغنيavails الحَريرُsilk وَلاnor الدِمَقسُfine white silk
فَلا يُغني الحَريرُ وَلا الدِمَقسُ
If good manners do not veil the beauties,
If propriety does not conceal passions
Then neither silk nor fine white silk is of use.
Silk and brocade are to no avail
تَأَمَّلlook closely هَلdo you? تَرىyou see إِلّاanything but جَلالاًmajesty
تَأَمَّل هَل تَرى إِلّا جَلالاً
تُحِسُّfeels النَفسُthe soul مِنهُfrom it ماwhat تُحِسُّit feels
تُحِسُّ النَفسُ مِنهُ ما تُحِسُّ
Look closely: do you see anything but majesty
See, do you perceive anything but majesty?
From which the soul feels what it feels?
A soul perceives that which it perceives
كَأَنَّas though الخودُthe young beauty مَريَمُMary فيin سُفورٍunveiling
كَأَنَّ الخودُ مَريَمُ في سُفورٍ
وَرائيهاand her beholder حَوارِيٌّa disciple وَقِسُّand a priest
وَرائيها حَوارِيٌّ وَقِسُّ
As though the unveiled maiden were Mary,
The cheeks are like Mary unveiled
And her beholder a disciple and a priest.
Behind her a disciple and a priest
تَهَيَّبَهاstood in awe of her الرِجالُthe men فَلاso no ضَميرٌinward thought
تَهَيَّبَها الرِجالُ فَلا ضَميرٌ
يَهِمyearns بِهاfor her وَلاnor عَينٌan eye تُحِسُّfeels desire
يَهِم بِها وَلا عَينٌ تُحِسُّ
Men stand in awe of her, so no inward thought
Men stand in awe so conscience does not stir
Yearns for her, nor does any eye feel desire.
Nor eye perceives
غَشيتُكَI came to you وَالأَصيلُand late afternoon يَفيضُpours forth تِبراًgold dust
غَشيتُكَ وَالأَصيلُ يَفيضُ تِبراً
وَيَنسُجُand weaves لِلرُبىfor the hills حُلَلاًrobes وَيَكسوand clothes them
وَيَنسُجُ لِلرُبى حُلَلاً وَيَكسو
I came to you as late afternoon poured forth gold dust,
I came upon you while the late morning radiance overflowed, spreading goodness
And wove robes for the hills, clothing them.
And weaving attire for the hillsides and adorning them
وَتَذهَبُand go فيthrough الخَليجِthe inlet لَهُbelonging to it وَتَأتيand come
وَتَذهَبُ في الخَليجِ لَهُ وَتَأتي
أَنامِلُfingers تَنثُرُscattering العِقيانَpure gold خَمسُfive
أَنامِلُ تَنثُرُ العِقيانَ خَمسُ
And back and forth through the inlet moved
And going into the gulf for it and coming back
Its five fingers, scattering pure gold.
Fingers scattering necklaces in fives
وَفيand around جيدِthe neck of الخَميلَةِthe grove مِنهُfrom it عِقدٌa necklace
وَفي جيدِ الخَميلَةِ مِنهُ عِقدٌ
وَفيand in آذانِهاits ears قُرطٌan earring وَسَلسُand an ear pendant
وَفي آذانِها قُرطٌ وَسَلسُ
And around the grove's neck was a necklace of that gold,
And on the cheek of a coquette a jewel
And in its ears, an earring and a pendant.
In her ears earrings and a pendant
وَلَألَأَتِand glittered الجِبالُthe mountains فَضاءَso shone سَفحٍa slope
وَلَألَأَتِ الجِبالُ فَضاءَ سَفحٍ
يَسُرُّdelighting الناظِرينَthe onlookers وَنارَand glowed رَأسُa summit
يَسُرُّ الناظِرينَ وَنارَ رَأسُ
The mountains glittered, and a slope shone,
The mountains made the expanse of a slope shine
Delighting onlookers, and a summit glowed.
Pleasing spectators—the crown of glory
عَلىon فُلكٍa boat تَسيرُthat moves بِناcarrying us الهَوُينىgently
عَلى فُلكٍ تَسيرُ بِنا الهَوُينى
وَمِنand from شِعريmy verse نَديمٌa boon companion ليfor me وَجِلسُand a close companion
وَمِن شِعري نَديمٌ لي وَجِلسُ
Aboard a boat that carried us gently,
We travel in a ship running away with us
And my verse was my boon companion and friend.
Some of my poetry a boon companion
تُنازِعُناcontend with us for المَذاهِبَthe courses حَيثُwherever مِلناwe turned
تُنازِعُنا المَذاهِبَ حَيثُ مِلنا
زَوارِقُboats حَولَناaround us تَجريglide وَتَرسوand moor
زَوارِقُ حَولَنا تَجري وَتَرسو
Contending with us for our course wherever we turned,
Schools of thought contend with us where we anchor
Were boats around us, gliding and mooring.
Boats around us run and cast anchor
لَهاthey have فيin الماءِthe water مُنسابٌa glide كَطَيرٍlike birds
لَها في الماءِ مُنسابٌ كَطَيرٍ
تُسِفُّskim low عَلَيهِover it أَحياناًat times وَتَحسوand sip
تُسِفُّ عَلَيهِ أَحياناً وَتَحسو
Their glide upon the water was like that of birds
Their movement in the water bird-like
That sometimes skim low over it and sip.
Dipping in it at times and skimming
صِغارِsmall الحَجمِsize مُرهَفَةِdelicate الحَواشيedges
صِغارِ الحَجمِ مُرهَفَةِ الحَواشي
لَهاthey have عُرفٌa crest إِذاwhen خَطَرَتthey glide gracefully وَجَرسُand a ringing sound
لَها عُرفٌ إِذا خَطَرَت وَجَرسُ
Small in size, delicate at the edges,
Small elegant pinnaces
They have a crest when they glide, and a ringing sound.
When in movement clapper bells tinkle
إِذاwhen المِجدافُthe oar حَرَّكَهاmoved them اِطمَأَنَّتthey grew steady
إِذا المِجدافُ حَرَّكَها اِطمَأَنَّت
وَإِنand if هُوَit لَمdoes not يُحَرِّكmove فَهيَthen they are رُعسُtrembling
وَإِن هُوَ لَم يُحَرِّك فَهيَ رُعسُ
When the oar moved them, they grew steady,
If the oar stirs them they grow calm
But if it did not move, they trembled.
Without it they become still
وَإِنand if هُوَit جَدَّsped فيthrough الماءِthe water اِنسِياباًin gliding
وَإِن هُوَ جَدَّ في الماءِ اِنسِياباً
فَكُلُّthen all of طَريقِهِits course وَتَرٌa bowstring وَقَوسُand a bow
فَكُلُّ طَريقِهِ وَتَرٌ وَقَوسُ
And if it sped, gliding through the water,
When he rows swiftly in water
Then its whole course was a bowstring and a bow.
Each route of his an undulation and an arc
حَمَلنَthey carried اللُؤلُؤَthe pearls المَنثورَscattered عَيناًin tangible form
حَمَلنَ اللُؤلُؤَ المَنثورَ عَيناً
كَماjust as حَمَلَتcarried حَبابَthe bubbles of الراحِwine كَأسُa cup
كَما حَمَلَت حَبابَ الراحِ كَأسُ
They carried scattered pearls in tangible form,
They carried scattered pearls, sight that
As a cup carries the bubbles of wine.
Bore the foam of winds in a goblet
كَأَنَّas though سَوافِرَthe unveiled الغاداتِmaidens فيهاin them
كَأَنَّ سَوافِرَ الغاداتِ فيها
مَلائِكُangels هَمُّهاwhose concern نَظَرٌglances وَهَمسُand whispers
مَلائِكُ هَمُّها نَظَرٌ وَهَمسُ
As though the unveiled maidens within them
As if the maidens' braids therein
Were angels whose concern was glances and whispers.
Angels whose task is gazing and whispering
كَأَنَّas though بِرافِعَveils (likely بَراقِعَ) الغاداتِthe maidens' تَهفوflutter
كَأَنَّ بِرافِعَ الغاداتِ تَهفو
عَلىupon وَجَناتِهاtheir cheeks غَيمٌcloud وَشَمسُand sunlight
عَلى وَجَناتِها غَيمٌ وَشَمسُ
As though the maidens' fluttering veils
As if the maidens' cheeks therein glow
Were cloud and sunlight upon their cheeks.
Above them a cloud and sun
كَأَنَّas though مَآزِرَthe wraps of العينِthe wide-eyed beauties اِنتِساباًin kinship
كَأَنَّ مَآزِرَ العينِ اِنتِساباً
زُهورٌflowers لاnot تُشَمُّare smelled وَلاnor تُمَسُّare touched
زُهورٌ لا تُشَمُّ وَلا تُمَسُّ
As though the wide-eyed beauties' wraps were kin
As if the kohl of their gazes drawing out
To flowers neither smelled nor touched.
Unsensed blossoms neither sniffed nor touched
إِذاif نُشِرَتspread out فَرَيحانٌthen basil وَوَردٌand roses
إِذا نُشِرَت فَرَيحانٌ وَوَردٌ
وَإِنand if طُوِيَتfolded فَنَسرينٌthen wild roses وَوَرسُand wars (a yellow dye plant)
وَإِن طُوِيَت فَنَسرينٌ وَوَرسُ
If spread out, they are basil and roses,
When spread, fresh herbs and roses
And if folded, wild roses and yellow-dye wars.
When folded basil plants and sweet basil
عَجِبتُI marveled لَهُنَّat them يُجَمِّعُهُنَّunites them حُسنٌbeauty
عَجِبتُ لَهُنَّ يُجَمِّعُهُنَّ حُسنٌ
وَلَكِنbut لَيسَdoes not يُجَمِّعُهُنَّunite them لُبسُclothing
وَلَكِن لَيسَ يُجَمِّعُهُنَّ لُبسُ
I marveled at them: beauty united them,
Wondrous that beauty unites them
Yet clothing did not unite them.
Though attire does not unite them
فَكانَso there was لَناfor us بِظِلِّكَin your shade خَيرُthe best وَقتٍtime
فَكانَ لَنا بِظِلِّكَ خَيرُ وَقتٍ
وَخَيرُand the best الوَقتِtime ماthat which لَكَfor you فيهِin it أُنسُdelight
وَخَيرُ الوَقتِ ما لَكَ فيهِ أُنسُ
So we passed the finest time in your shade,
So yours was the best company
And the best time is one in which you find delight.
And best company what in it gives joy
نُمَتِّعُwe gladden مِنكَthrough you ياO جَكسوGöksu نُفوساًsouls
نُمَتِّعُ مِنكَ يا جَكسو نُفوساً
بِهاwithin them مِنfrom دَهرِهاtheir times هَمٌّcare وَبُؤسُand misery
بِها مِن دَهرِها هَمٌّ وَبُؤسُ
We give delight, through you, O Göksu, to souls
We delight thereby, O Jaxu, souls
Afflicted by their times with care and misery,
In them worldly cares and misery
إِلىuntil أَنthat بانَbecame clear سِرُّكَyour secret فَاِنثَنَيناso we turned back
إِلى أَن بانَ سِرُّكَ فَاِنثَنَينا
وَقَدand already طُوِيَwas folded away النَهارُthe day وَماتَand died أَمسُyesterday
وَقَد طُوِيَ النَهارُ وَماتَ أَمسُ
Until your secret became clear, so we turned back,
Until the secret dawned so we withdrew
And day had been folded away, and yesterday had died.
The day being over and eve passed.
Sol 6.1