ياO شَمسَsun بَغدادَBaghdad إِنَّنيindeed, I am دَنِفُlovesick
يا شَمسَ بَغدادَ إِنَّني دَنِفُ
إِذsince ماتَdied مِنكِfrom you الوِدادُaffection وَاللَطَفُand kindness
إِذ ماتَ مِنكِ الوِدادُ وَاللَطَفُ
O sun of Baghdad, I am lovesick,
O sun of Baghdad, I am grieving
since your affection and kindness have died.
Since affection and kindness from you died
كَلِفتُI fell in love بِالشَمسِwith the sun مَنwho رَأىhas seen رَجُلاًa man
كَلِفتُ بِالشَمسِ مَن رَأى رَجُلاً
بِالشَمسِwith the sun ياO قَومُpeople قَلبُهُhis heart كَلِفُenamored
بِالشَمسِ يا قَومُ قَلبُهُ كَلِفُ
I fell in love with the sun—who has seen a man
I was burdened with the sun when I saw a man
whose heart, O people, is enamored of the sun?
Whose heart, O people, was burdened with the sun
قَدindeed قُلتُI said لَمّاwhen فَقَدتُI missed كُتبَكُمُyour letters
قَد قُلتُ لَمّا فَقَدتُ كُتبَكُمُ
كَعَهدِكُمas was your custom وَالزَمانُand time مُؤتَلِفُin harmony
كَعَهدِكُم وَالزَمانُ مُؤتَلِفُ
I said, when I no longer received your letters,
I said, when I lost your writings
as was your custom, while time was in harmony:
Like your covenant, and time brings together
ياoh لَيتَif only أَنَّthat الرِياحَthe winds جارِيَةٌa maidservant
يا لَيتَ أَنَّ الرِياحَ جارِيَةٌ
تَسعىruns بِحاجاتِناon our errands وَتَختَلِفُand comes and goes
تَسعى بِحاجاتِنا وَتَختَلِفُ
Oh, if only the winds were a maidservant,
If only the blowing winds
running our errands and coming and going!
Would carry our needs and alternate
لاmay ... never كانَhave existed قَلبيmy heart فَقَدfor indeed شَقيتُI have suffered بِهِbecause of it
لا كانَ قَلبي فَقَد شَقيتُ بِهِ
يُخفيconceals وَجيباًa pounding وَتارَةًand sometimes يَجِفُquivers
يُخفي وَجيباً وَتارَةً يَجِفُ
Would that my heart had never existed, for I have suffered because of it.
My heart, had I but lost it, I would have suffered with it
It conceals its pounding, and sometimes it quivers.
At times hiding, at others barren
يَهذيraves بِظَبيٍof a gazelle مُنَعَّمٍpampered تَرِفٍdelicate
يَهذي بِظَبيٍ مُنَعَّمٍ تَرِفٍ
أَحوَdark-lipped بِثَوبِin the robe of الجَمالِbeauty مُلتَحِفُwrapped
أَحوَ بِثَوبِ الجَمالِ مُلتَحِفُ
It raves of a pampered, delicate gazelle,
It raves about a graceful, pampered gazelle
dark-lipped, wrapped in the robe of beauty.
Clad in the garb of beauty, shrouded
ظَبيٍa gazelle غَريرٍguileless يَزينُهُadorns him شَنَفٌan earring
ظَبيٍ غَريرٍ يَزينُهُ شَنَفٌ
لاno بَلrather بِهِby him قَدindeed تَزَيَّنَbecame adorned الشَنَفُthe earring
لا بَل بِهِ قَد تَزَيَّنَ الشَنَفُ
A guileless gazelle adorned by an earring—
A charming gazelle adorned with grace
no, rather, the earring has been adorned by him.
Rather, grace itself adorned with it
أَطاعَهُobeyed him الحُسنُbeauty وَالبَهاءُand splendor فَقَدso indeed
أَطاعَهُ الحُسنُ وَالبَهاءُ فَقَد
زَهاهُpuffed him up عُجباًwith admiration بِنَفسِهِfor himself صَلَفُconceit
زَهاهُ عُجباً بِنَفسِهِ صَلَفُ
Beauty and splendor obeyed him, and so
Beauty and splendor obeyed him, so
conceit has puffed him up with self-admiration.
Proudly he adorned it with wonder at himself
حالَتintervened مَقاديرُfates دونَin the way of رُؤيَتِهِseeing him
حالَت مَقاديرُ دونَ رُؤيَتِهِ
لَيتَif only المَقاديرَthe fates غالَهاovertook them تَلَفُruin
لَيتَ المَقاديرَ غالَها تَلَفُ
Fates have barred the sight of him.
Circumstances prevented me from seeing him
Would that ruin had overtaken those fates!
Would that circumstances had destroyed themselves
ياO قَمَراًmoon عُطِّلَwas dispelled الظَلامُdarkness بِهِthrough him
يا قَمَراً عُطِّلَ الظَلامُ بِهِ
ياO دُرَّةًpearl لَمdid not يُكِنَّهاconceal it الصَدَفُthe shell
يا دُرَّةً لَم يُكِنَّها الصَدَفُ
O moon through whom darkness was dispelled,
O moon that dispelled the darkness
O pearl no shell has concealed,
O pearl that no oyster contained
ياO جَنَّةًparadise لاnot يَموتُdies ساكِنُهاits inhabitant
يا جَنَّةً لا يَموتُ ساكِنُها
كُلُّevery ضَميرٍinward thought إِلَيكِtoward you يَنصَرِفُturns
كُلُّ ضَميرٍ إِلَيكِ يَنصَرِفُ
O paradise whose inhabitant never dies,
O garden whose dweller never dies
every inward thought turns toward you.
Every conscience is inclined toward you
Sol 6.1