هاتهاbring it والزَمانand Time عَنكَof you نُؤومdeeply asleep
هاتها والزَمان عَنكَ نُؤوم
حَيثwhere مِنهاfrom it يسقيكgives you drink ريمٌa gazelle فَريمthen a gazelle
حَيث مِنها يسقيك ريمٌ فَريم
Bring it, while Time slumbers, heedless of you.
Bring it, though time for you has flown,
Where gazelle after gazelle serves you a drink of it.
Where it gives you sips, sip after sip,
وَتَرىand you see حَولَكَaround you الحِسانthe beauties قِياماًstanding
وَتَرى حَولَكَ الحِسان قِياماً
لاnone سِواهاother than her عَلىover المدامwine النَديمthe drinking companion
لا سِواها عَلى المدام النَديم
And you see the beauties standing around you.
And you see the cups standing around,
No one but her is your companion over wine.
Nothing else, on the constant wine-pourer.
وَتَفتّand shatter العُقولthe minds فيin الكاسthe cup مِنهاfrom her
وَتَفتّ العُقول في الكاس مِنها
لَحظاتglances عَليكupon you سحرmagic عَظيمmighty
لَحظات عَليك سحر عَظيم
And, in the cup, minds are shattered by her
Minds wander in the goblet from it
glances—a mighty spell upon you.
Moments cast on you mighty sorcery.
وَإِذاand when ماemphatic particle غَدَتshe began تَفضunfolds حَديثاًa tale
وَإِذا ما غَدَت تَفض حَديثاً
قُلتI said هاتَbring مِنهُsome of it وَيَكفيand suffices القَديمthe old
قُلت هاتَ مِنهُ وَيَكفي القَديم
And when she begins to unfold a tale,
And if it starts to pour a tale,
I say, 'Bring some of it; the old is enough.'
You say, give it to me - the old suffices.
وَقُدودand figures هِيَthey are الغُصونthe branches وَلَكنbut
وَقُدود هِيَ الغُصون وَلَكن
ماnot سَقاهاhas watered them إِلّاexcept النَعيمbliss النَعيمbliss
ما سَقاها إِلّا النَعيم النَعيم
And figures that are branches, yet
Branches they are, though parched, but
nothing has watered them but bliss—bliss.
Only bliss has watered bliss.
وَوُجوهand faces كَأَنَّهاas though they نَثرscattered الوَرthe roses (first fragment of الورد)
وَوُجوه كَأَنَّها نَثر الوَر
دcompletion of 'roses' (الورد) عَلَيهاupon them مِنfrom الرِياضthe gardens النَسيمthe breeze
د عَلَيها مِن الرِياض النَسيم
And faces, as though roses had been scattered
Faces as though pearls were strewn
upon them by the breeze from the gardens.
On them from gardens by the breeze.
خَجلتI blushed قُلتI said لُؤلؤpearls ماwhat نَراهُwe see it
خَجلت قُلت لُؤلؤ ما نَراهُ
أَمor بُدورfull moons قَدalready كَلَلتهاcrowned them النُجومthe stars
أَم بُدور قَد كَلَلتها النُجوم
I blushed and said, 'Are these pearls we see,
Abashed, I said, “Pearls - what we see?”
or full moons crowned by the stars?'
“No, stars that circlets ornament.”
فَنُجومso stars نَهديكwe offer you لِلراحfor wine شُرباًfor drinking
فَنُجوم نَهديك لِلراح شُرباً
وَنُجومand stars عَلىagainst الوُشاةthe slanderers رُجومpelting stones
وَنُجوم عَلى الوُشاة رُجوم
So we offer you stars for drinking wine,
“Then stars give you drink for peace
and stars are stones to pelt the slanderers.
And stars stone the ribald to their doom.”
لَمnot يَذُقhas tasted طَعمthe savor ماwhat أَقولI say مِنof الشعthe poetry (first fragment of الشعر)
لَم يَذُق طَعم ما أَقول مِن الشع
رcompletion of 'poetry' (الشعر) لِعُمريby my life إِلّاexcept الكَريمthe generous one الكَريمthe generous one
ر لِعُمري إِلّا الكَريم الكَريم
None has tasted the savor of the verse I utter,
None has tasted the savor of my verse,
by my life, save the generous—the generous.
By my life, but the generous and noble!
Sol 6.1