ياO شَبيهَone resembling الفالوذَthe faludh pudding فيin حَمرَةِredness الخَthe cheek (first fragment)
يا شَبيهَ الفالوذَ في حَمرَةِ الخَ
دِّcompletion of 'cheek' وَلَوزينَجَand lawzinaj (almond confection) النُفوسَthe souls الظِماءُthirsty
دِّ وَلَوزينَجَ النُفوسَ الظِماءُ
O you, like faludh pudding in the redness of your cheek,
O you who are like apricot in the redness of cheeks, and like almond soothing thirsty souls,
and the lawzinaj almond confection of thirsty souls!
You are the walnut of hearts, and in softness like the white yogurt,
أَنتَyou جوزينَجjawzinaj (walnut confection) القُلوبَthe hearts وَفيand in الليthe softness (first fragment)
أَنتَ جوزينَج القُلوبَ وَفي اللي
نِcompletion of 'softness' كَلينَlike the softness الخَبيصَةِthe khabisa pudding البَيضاءِwhite
نِ كَلينَ الخَبيصَةِ البَيضاءِ
You are the hearts' jawzinaj walnut confection, and in softness
You acted arrogantly after shedding tears of love and affectionate whispering,
like the softness of white khabisa pudding.
O breeze of pots on a wedding day, and similar to golden honey,
عُدتَyou returned مُستَهتِراًbesotted بِسَكباجِwith sakbaj (vinegar stew) وُدٍّaffection
عُدتَ مُستَهتِراً بِسَكباجِ وُدٍّ
بَعدَafter جَواذِبَةِjawadhiba (a sweet dish) بِجَنبِbeside شَواءroast meat
بَعدَ جَواذِبَةِ بِجَنبِ شَواء
You have returned, besotted with a sakbaj of affection,
You are more delicious to hearts than butter with pomegranate after lunch,
after jawadhiba beside roast meat.
The envious fed colors of sorrow in bowls of grief and diseases,
ياO نَسيمُbreeze القُدورِthe cooking pots فيon يَومِa day عُرسٍa wedding
يا نَسيمُ القُدورِ في يَومِ عُرسٍ
وَشَبيهاًand one similar بِشَهدَةِto a honeycomb صَفراءِyellow
وَشَبيهاً بِشَهدَةِ صَفراءِ
O breeze of cooking pots on a wedding day,
My heart boiled since you left my home, like boiling pots at dusk,
and you, like a yellow honeycomb!
My heart craved when the unripe fruits of my joy were plucked by the spiteful,
أَنتَyou أَشهىmore delectable إِلىto القُلوبِthe hearts مِنَthan الزَبَthe butter (first fragment)
أَنتَ أَشهى إِلى القُلوبِ مِنَ الزَبَ
دِcompletion of 'butter' مَعَwith النَرسِيانِthe Narsiyan dates بَعدَafter الغَداءِthe midday meal
دِ مَعَ النَرسِيانِ بَعدَ الغَداءِ
You are more delectable to hearts than butter
So please grace the brave leader with a day of reunion to suppress my enemies,
with Narsiyan dates after the midday meal.
And grace the gloomy with a visiting rose to cure him from illnesses.
أَطعَمُwere fed الحاسِدونَthe envious أَلوانَvarieties غَمٍّsorrow
أَطعَمُ الحاسِدونَ أَلوانَ غَمٍّ
فيin قَصاعِbowls الأَحزانِsorrows وَالأَدواءِand ailments
في قَصاعِ الأَحزانِ وَالأَدواءِ
The envious were fed dishes of sorrow
in bowls of grief and ailments.
قَدindeed غَلاboiled القَلبُthe heart مُذsince نَأَتgrew distant عَنكَfrom you داريmy home
قَد غَلا القَلبُ مُذ نَأَت عَنكَ داري
غَلَيانُboiling القُدورِthe cooking pots عِندَbeside الصَلاءِthe fire
غَلَيانُ القُدورِ عِندَ الصَلاءِ
My heart has boiled since my home grew distant from you,
like the boiling of pots beside the fire.
هامَwent mad with longing قَلبيmy heart لِماbecause كَسَرنَthey shattered غُضاراbowls (first fragment)
هامَ قَلبي لِما كَسَرنَ غُضارا
تِcompletion of 'bowls' سُروريmy joy مَغارِفُladles الشَحناءِrancor
تِ سُروري مَغارِفُ الشَحناءِ
My heart went mad because they shattered the bowls
of my joy—the ladles of rancor.
فَتَفَضَّلَso grant your favor عَلىupon العَميدِthe lovesick one بِيَومwith a day
فَتَفَضَّلَ عَلى العَميدِ بِيَوم
جَدbe generous بِوَصلِwith union يَكبِتُhumbles بِهِthrough it أَعدائيmy enemies
جَد بِوَصلِ يَكبِتُ بِهِ أَعدائي
So favor the lovesick one with a day;
be generous with union by which my enemies are humbled.
وَتَفَضَّلَand grant your favor عَلىupon الكَئيبِthe sorrowful one بِزَماwith a zamawurd roll (first fragment)
وَتَفَضَّلَ عَلى الكَئيبِ بِزَما
وَردٍcompletion of 'zamawurd' وَصَلunion يَشفيheals مِنَfrom الأَدواءِthe ailments
وَردٍ وَصَل يَشفي مِنَ الأَدواءِ
And favor the sorrowful one with a zamawurd roll
of union that heals ailments.
Partial English translation: 10 of 20 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1