قِفاstop, you two بفيافٍin desert wastes سارpassed فيهاthrough them فَريقُهhis company
قِفا بفيافٍ سار فيها فَريقُه
غَزالa gazelle بنفحwith a waft of المسكmusk فاحwafted عبيقهhis fragrance
غَزال بنفح المسك فاح عبيقه
Stop, you two, in the wastes through which his company passed—
She halted her company at a meadow of splendor
A gazelle whose fragrance wafted with a breath of musk.
An elegant gazelle whose musk breath perfumed the air
وَعوجاand turn aside, you two عَلىto تِلكَthose الرِياضgardens لعلنيperhaps I may
وَعوجا عَلى تِلكَ الرِياض لعلني
أَفوزُI may gain بنشرa fragrance طابwas sweet مِنهاfrom them نشيقهits inhalation
أَفوزُ بنشر طاب مِنها نشيقه
And turn aside to those gardens, that I might
Meandering through those gardens hoping I might
Gain a fragrance from them, sweet to breathe.
Gather the pleasant fragrance diffused in the breeze there
وَقولاand say, you two لحاديto the camel-driver of الظعنthe caravan مهلاslowly فَرُبَّماfor perhaps
وَقولا لحادي الظعن مهلا فَرُبَّما
يُروّحmay be soothed قلبa heart طالَlasted long فيهاin them حَريقَهits burning
يُروّح قلب طالَ فيها حَريقَه
And tell the caravan's camel-driver, 'Slowly!'—for perhaps
Say to the slanderer, "Stop!" Though perhaps
A heart long burning there may find relief.
The heart tormented with yearning finds comfort in sighs
سَقىmay water اللَهُGod هاتيكَthose الدِيارُdwellings وَأَهلَهاand their people
سَقى اللَهُ هاتيكَ الدِيارُ وَأَهلَها
بَواwith pouring (fragment of بواكف) كفpouring (completes بواكف) غيثrain لاnot يكفceases طَليقَهits free flow
بَوا كف غيث لا يكف طَليقَه
May God water those dwellings and their people
May Allah water those lands and their people
With pouring rain whose free flow never ceases.
With rains unceasing as the outstretched palm’s flow
فَنَمthere (likely intended فثم) كناسa gazelle's covert لَوif رَأَيتَyou saw ظِباءَهُits gazelles
فَنَم كناس لَو رَأَيتَ ظِباءَهُ
لَعُدتyou would return بِشَوقwith longing لاnot يحلis loosened وَثيقَهits bond
لَعُدت بِشَوق لا يحل وَثيقَه
There is a gazelle's covert: were you to see its gazelles,
They slept like ostriches, else had you seen their alertness
You would return with longing whose bonds cannot be loosened,
You'd return in a longing no pact can outlaw
وَأَصبَحتand you would become مِثليlike me بَينbetween صدrejection وَجفوةand estrangement
وَأَصبَحت مِثلي بَين صد وَجفوة
بِروحيwith my soul شَباباyouth مالturned away عنيfrom me وَريقَهits foliage
بِروحي شَبابا مال عني وَريقَه
And become like me, between rejection and estrangement.
While I, like them, face rejection and disdain
My soul for youth, whose foliage has turned away from me!
My spirit in youth has spurned me and slipped away
لهجتI became devoted بِأَسبابto the ties الغَرامof passion وَلمand did not أَفُزI gain
لهجت بِأَسباب الغَرام وَلم أَفُز
بمسكيwith a musk-like خالbeauty spot طابgrew sweet منهfrom it شَقيقَهits anemone-like cheek
بمسكي خال طاب منه شَقيقَه
I clung to the ties of passion, but never gained
I prattle of passion yet gain no prize
A musk-like beauty spot that sweetened its anemone-red cheek.
Of pure musk whose exquisite aroma excels attar
رَميتI was struck (passive reading) بسهمby an arrow منfrom جفونeyelids وَمُرهفand a keen-edged blade
رَميت بسهم من جفون وَمُرهف
يهدbrings down الجِبالthe mountains الشامِخاتthe towering بَريقهits gleam
يهد الجِبال الشامِخات بَريقه
I was struck by an arrow from eyelids, and a keen-edged blade
I unleashed from my eyelids an arrow of want
Whose gleam brings towering mountains down.
That crumbles the lofty mountains whene’er it is sparked
فَكَمand how many جبتI traversed أَرضاa land أَقتَفىI follow اِثرthe trail راحلof one departing
فَكَم جبت أَرضا أَقتَفى اِثر راحل
وَدَمعيand my tears بسفحon the slopes of البيدthe desert wastes يجريflows عَقيقَهtheir carnelian
وَدَمعي بسفح البيد يجري عَقيقَه
And how many lands I traversed, tracing a departing one's trail,
How often have I crossed a land chasing a rider’s tracks
While the carnelian of my tears flows down the desert slopes!
My tears like carnelian beads strewn over the sands
وَكَمand how many جزتI crossed منof بحرa sea وَذاand the treasury (fragment of وذاخر) خرtreasury (completes وذاخر) فكرتيof my thought
وَكَم جزت من بحر وَذا خر فكرتي
يَزيدexceeds عَلىbeyond البَحرthe sea الخَضمthe vast عَميقَهits depth
يَزيد عَلى البَحر الخَضم عَميقَه
And how many seas I crossed! The treasury of my thought
How often have I crossed a sea though my thoughts
Has a depth exceeding that of the vast sea.
Surpass the ocean’s unfathomable expanse
Sol 6.1