وقفناwe stood وقدand already شطتwent far away بأحبابناwith our loved ones النوىseparation
وقفنا وقد شطت بأحبابنا النوى
علىat الدارthe dwelling نبكيهاwe weep for it سقىmay water ربعهاits grounds المزنthe rain clouds
على الدار نبكيها سقى ربعها المزن
We stood, while separation had carried our loved ones far away,
We stopped as our loved ones' departure drew near
at the dwelling, weeping for it—may rain clouds water its grounds.
At the abode, weeping for it as its dwellers bid adieu
وزادتand increased دموعtears الواكفينthe weepers برسمهاat its traces
وزادت دموع الواكفين برسمها
فلوso if أرسلتwere launched سفنships بهاon them جرتsailed السفنthe ships
فلو أرسلت سفن بها جرت السفن
And the weepers’ tears swelled at its traces;
And the tears of those stopped increased at its trace
had ships been launched upon them, the ships would have sailed.
As if ships were sent off by them, so the ships would flow
ولمand did not يقshield صبرpatience يستعانis called upon for help علىagainst النوىseparation
ولم يق صبر يستعان على النوى
بهwith it بعدafter توديعbidding farewell to الخليطthe companions ولاnor جفنan eyelid
به بعد توديع الخليط ولا جفن
And no patience we could call on against separation shielded us,
No patience helps withstand the departure
after bidding our companions farewell, nor did an eyelid.
After bidding farewell to the dear ones and the eyelids
سألناwe asked الصباthe east wind لماwhen رأيناwe saw غرامناour yearning
سألنا الصبا لما رأينا غرامنا
يزيدincreases بسكانfor the dwellers of الحمىthe protected grounds والهوىand love يدنوdraws near
يزيد بسكان الحمى والهوى يدنو
We asked the east wind, when we saw our yearning
We asked the morning breeze when we saw our love
grow for the dwellers of the protected grounds, and love draw near:
Grow with the dwellers of the camp, and the passion came close
أفيكis there in you لحملfor carrying الشوقlonging ياO ريحwind موضعroom
أفيك لحمل الشوق يا ريح موضع
فقدfor indeed ضعفتhave grown weak عنfor حملcarrying أشواقناour longings البدنthe bodies
فقد ضعفت عن حمل أشواقنا البدن
“Is there room in you, O wind, to carry longing?
Is there in you, O wind, a place for carrying longing?
For our bodies have grown too weak to carry our longings.”
For the bodies have grown too weak to bear our longing
Sol 6.1