Sol 6.1

  1. سَرى طَيفُ فَوزٍ آخِرَ اللَيلِ بِالطَفِّ

    فَنَحّى الكَرى عَنّي وَأَغفَت وَلَم أُغفِ

    Fawz's apparition came at night's end in al-Taff,

    and banished sleep from me; she dozed, but I did not.

  2. وَباتَ الهَوى لي حاسِراً عَن ذِراعِهِ

    يُلَهِّبُ في الصَدرِ الهُمومَ وَلا يُطفي

    And Love spent the night with his arm bared against me,

    kindling cares within my breast, and never quenching them.

  3. وَبِتُّ كَأَنّي بِالثُرَيّا مُعَلَّقٌ

    أُناشِدُ مَن يَدري وَيَعلَمُ ما أُخفي

    And I spent the night as though hanging from the Pleiades,

    imploring the One who knows and understands what I conceal.

  4. وَلَو أَنَّ خَلقَ اللَهِ راموا بِوَصفِهِم

    تَباريحَ ما بي قَصَّروا عَن مَدى الوَصفِ

    And were God's creatures to try to describe

    the agonies I bear, they would fall short of a full description.

  5. فَيا بَرحَ أَحزاني وَيا دَرَّ عَبرَتي

    وَيا وَيلَتي ماذا لَقيتُ وَيا لَهفي

    Oh, the anguish of my sorrows, the streaming of my tears!

    And woe is me—what I have endured! Oh, my anguish!

  6. أَلَيسَ بِحَسبي أَن أَبيعَ كَرامَةً

    بِذُلٍّ وَأَن أُعطى المُبَهرَجَ بِالصِرفِ

    Is it not enough that I sell my dignity

    for humiliation, and receive debased coin in exchange for pure coin?

  7. وَلَو أَنصَفَتني في المَوَدَّةِ وَالهَوى

    رَضيتُ وَيُرضيني أَقَلُّ مِنَ النِصفِ

    And if she treated me fairly in affection and love,

    I would be content; less than half would satisfy me.

  8. فَيا رَبُّ أَلِّف بَينَ قَلبي وَقَلبِها

    لِكَيلا تَعَدّى بي أَمامي وَلا خَلفي

    O Lord, unite my heart and hers,

    so that she may not pass me by, either ahead of me or behind me.

  9. وَيا رَبُّ صَبِّرني عَلى ما أَصابَني

    فَأَنتَ الَّذي تَكفي وَأَنتَ الَّذي تُعفي

    And O Lord, grant me patience with what has befallen me,

    for You are the One who suffices, and You are the One who spares.

  10. وَيا رَبُّ عَذِّبها بِما بي مِنَ الهَوى

    وَلا كَالَّذي عَذَّبتَ قارونَ بِالخَسفِ

    And O Lord, torment her with the love that torments me,

    but not as You punished Qarun by sinking him into the earth.

  11. أَصُدُّ إِذا ما مَرَّ بي بَعضُ أَهلِها

    بِوَجهي وَتَأبى المُقلَتانِ سِوى الذَرفِ

    I turn aside whenever some of her kin pass me,

    averting my face, while my two eyes insist on shedding tears.

  12. يُبينُ لِساني عَن فُؤادي وَرُبَّما

    أَسِرُّ لِساني ما يَبوحُ بِهِ طَرفي

    My tongue gives voice to my heart, and sometimes

    my tongue conceals what my gaze reveals.

  13. فَلَو قامَ خَلقُ اللَهِ صَفّاً وَأُفرِدَت

    لَشايَعتُها وَحدي وَمِلتُ عَنِ الصَفِّ

    If God's creatures stood in a rank and she were set apart,

    I alone would take her side and turn away from the rank.

  14. أُعيذُكِ أَن تَشقَي بِقَتلي فَإِنَّني

    أَخافُ عَلَيكِ اللَهَ إِن سِمتِني حَتفي

    I pray you be spared the misery of killing me, for I

    fear God for you if you inflict death upon me.

  15. فَإِن شِئتِ حَرَّمتُ النِساءَ سِواكُمُ

    بِحَلفٍ وَأَيمانٍ وَحُقَّ لَكُم حِلفي

    So, if you wish, I will forbid myself women other than you,

    with a pledge and oaths—and my pledge is your due.

  16. وَما بي دَمي بَل لي إِذا مُتُّ راحَةٌ

    وَلَكِن لِكَيما تَسلَمي فَاِسمَعي هَتفي

    And my blood is not my concern; rather, if I die, I shall find rest,

    but so that you may be safe, listen to my cry.

  17. فَلَولاكِ ما زَيَّنتُ نَفسي بِزينَةٍ

    وَلَولاكِ ما أَلَّفتُ حَرفاً إِلى حَرفِ

    Were it not for you, I would not have adorned myself with finery,

    and were it not for you, I would not have joined letter to letter.

  18. إِذا القَلبُ أَوما أَن يَطيرَ صَبابَةً

    ضَرَبتُ لَهُ صَدري وَأَلزَمتُهُ كَفّي

    Whenever my heart makes to fly away in longing,

    I strike my breast to restrain it and press my palm against it.

  19. يَهُمُّ فَلَولا أَنَّ صَدري حِجابُهُ

    لَطارَ دِراكاً أَو تَحامَلَ بِالجَدفِ

    It strains to fly; were my breast not its barrier,

    it would fly on and on, or struggle onward with flapping wings.

  20. كَأَنَّ جَناحَيهِ إِذا هاجَ شَوقُهُ

    يَدا قَينَةٍ هَوجاءَ تَضرِبُ بِالدُفِّ

    It is as though its two wings, when its longing surges,

    were the hands of a frenzied singing-girl beating a frame drum.

  21. أَلا هَل إِلى قَلبي سَبيلٌ لَعَلَّني

    أُمِرُّ جَناحَيهِ عَلى القَصِّ وَالنَتفِ

    Ah, is there a way to my heart, so that perhaps I

    might subject its two wings to clipping and plucking?

  22. إِذا ما ذَكَرتُ الهَجرَ لِلقَلبِ لَم يَزَل

    يُعَذِّبُني بِالسَيرِ طَوراً وَبِالوَقفِ

    Whenever I speak to my heart of separation, it never stops

    tormenting me, now by moving on, now by standing still.

  23. يُطاوِعُني حَتّى إِذا قُلتُ قَد أَنى

    وَتابَعَني لاشَكَّ مالَ إِلى الصَدفِ

    It obeys me until I say, 'At last it has come round

    and followed me, beyond doubt'—then it turns away.

  24. أُقاتِلُ عَن قَلبي الهَوى فَكَأَنَّني

    وَإِيّاهُ نَزّالانِ في مُلتَقى الزَحفِ

    I fight Love in defense of my heart, as though I

    and he were two combatants where the advancing armies meet.

  25. لِأَيَّةِ حالٍ يَستَحِلُّ الهَوى دَمي

    لِأَعذُرَهُ أُفٍ لِهَذا الهَوى أُفِّ

    On what grounds does Love deem my blood lawful to shed,

    that I might excuse him? Fie on this love, fie!

  26. وَأُقسِمُ ما بي عَنهُ ضَعفٌ بِحالَةٍ

    وَلَو قَد تَراءى لي لَما كُنتُ أَستَعفي

    And I swear I am in no way too weak to face him;

    were he to appear before me, I would not ask to be spared.