هُجوعكyour slumber بَعدafter بَينِهمtheir departure حَرامُforbidden
هُجوعك بَعد بَينِهم حَرامُ
وَإِنand even if كثرabounds التَعَرُضreproach وَالملامُand blame
وَإِن كثر التَعَرُض وَالملامُ
Your slumber after their departure is forbidden,
Even if reproach and blame abound.
فَماfor not بُخليin one carefree (uncertain reading) أَحشاءinward parts سَليمa snake-bitten man
فَما بُخلي أَحشاء سَليم
كَماlike what بِفَتىin a youth أَضرَّhas harmed بِهِhim الغَرامpassion
كَما بِفَتى أَضرَّ بِهِ الغَرام
For what a snake-bitten man, carefree at heart, suffers is not
Like what a youth whom passion has harmed endures.
وَلَوand had صَحبaccompanied الهَوىpassion سُمرbrown shafts العَواليlofty spears
وَلَو صَحب الهَوى سُمر العَوالي
لَماwould not have نَفذتpierced وَعيرهاtheir roughest obstacle الثَمامthamam grass
لَما نَفذت وَعيرها الثَمام
And had passion accompanied the brown shafts of lofty spears,
They would not have pierced, though their roughest obstacle were thamam grass.
لَقَدindeed أَخفىhid الهَوادجthe howdahs بَدرa full moon تَمٍّat fullness
لَقَد أَخفى الهَوادج بَدر تَمٍّ
وَكانَand was الأَسyesterday (probable corrupted reading) مَطلَعهُhis rising-place الخِيامthe tents
وَكانَ الأَس مَطلَعهُ الخِيام
Indeed, the howdahs have hidden a full moon,
And yesterday [uncertain reading] the tents were his rising-place.
بِماذاwith what تَفتَديهِcan you ransom him وَماwhile nothing لَدَيناwe have
بِماذا تَفتَديهِ وَما لَدَينا
عَقيبafter رَحيلهِhis departure إِلّاexcept العِظامbones
عَقيب رَحيلهِ إِلّا العِظام
With what can you ransom him, when we possess
After his departure nothing but bones?
أَنهنهُI restrain أَدمُعيmy tears فيهِfor him وَيَعرقand gnaws
أَنهنهُ أَدمُعي فيهِ وَيَعرق
فُؤاديmy heart مِنbecause of تَجنيهِhis cruelty الأَوامburning thirst
فُؤادي مِن تَجنيهِ الأَوام
I restrain my tears for him; yet gnawing
At my heart, through his cruelty, is burning thirst.
وَتَرويand drinks its fill الكَأسthe cup مِنfrom شَفَتيهِhis lips لَثماًkisses
وَتَروي الكَأس مِن شَفَتيهِ لَثماً
وَيَجنيand plucks وَردroses خَديهِhis cheeks اللثامthe face veil
وَيَجني وَرد خَديهِ اللثام
And the cup drinks its fill of kisses from his lips,
And the veil plucks the roses of his cheeks.
ضَحوكever laughing حَيثwhere أَبكَتكmade you weep اللَياليthe nights
ضَحوك حَيث أَبكَتك اللَيالي
سَواءَalike وِدهِhis affection لَكَfor you وَالمَنامand a dream
سَواءَ وِدهِ لَكَ وَالمَنام
He laughs while the nights have made you weep;
His affection for you and a dream are alike.
يُواصلhe grants union ساعَةًfor an hour وَيَصُدُّand turns away دَهراًfor an age
يُواصل ساعَةً وَيَصُدُّ دَهراً
فَماso not نَعماؤُهُhis favors إِلّاexcept اِنتِقامvengeance
فَما نَعماؤُهُ إِلّا اِنتِقام
He grants union for an hour and turns away for an age;
His favors, then, are nothing but vengeance.
وَلَيسَand is not يَطيبpleasant وَصلٌunion لِلغَوانيwith beautiful women
وَلَيسَ يَطيب وَصلٌ لِلغَواني
إِذاif لَمnot يَصحبaccompanies لِلوَصلfor the union الدَوامconstancy
إِذا لَم يَصحب لِلوَصل الدَوام
And union with beautiful women is not sweet
If lasting constancy does not accompany that union.
لَئنif indeed شَطتgo far away بِهنwith them العَيسthe pale camels يَوماًone day
لَئن شَطت بِهن العَيس يَوماً
فَمِنكَthen from you عَلىupon حَشاشَتكyour last breath of life السَلامfarewell
فَمِنكَ عَلى حَشاشَتك السَلام
If one day the pale camels bear them far away,
Then bid your last breath of life farewell.
جآذرwild-ox calves غَيرexcept أَنَهُمُthat they are رُماةٌarchers
جآذر غَير أَنَهُمُ رُماةٌ
سِهامكyour share مِنfrom لَواحظهاher glances السِهامarrows
سِهامك مِن لَواحظها السِهام
Wild-ox calves, except that they are archers;
Your share of her glances is arrows.
إِذاwhen هِيَshe أَقبَلَتapproaches فَالصُبحthen dawn بادmanifest
إِذا هِيَ أَقبَلَت فَالصُبح باد
وَإِنand if هِيَshe أَدبَرَتturns away جَنَّfalls الظَلامdarkness
وَإِن هِيَ أَدبَرَت جَنَّ الظَلام
When she approaches, dawn appears;
And when she turns away, darkness falls.
وَلَولاand were it not for ذِكرَهاmention of her فيduring الشُربdrinking جارcirculating
وَلَولا ذِكرَها في الشُرب جار
لَماwould not have لَذَّتtasted sweet لِشاربهاto its drinker المُدامthe wine
لَما لَذَّت لِشاربها المُدام
And were she not mentioned in the course of drinking,
The wine would not be sweet to its drinker.
وَلَولاand were it not for نَجلthe son of فَرفورFarfur المُفَدىthe one for whom one would give one's life
وَلَولا نَجل فَرفور المُفَدى
لَماwould not have اِئتَلَفَcome together التَفكرreflection وَالنِظامand poetic composition
لَما اِئتَلَفَ التَفكر وَالنِظام
And were it not for Farfur's cherished son,
Reflection and verse would not have come together.
أَخيmy brother النَدبthe gallant man الَّذيwho لَولاwere it not for تَسليfinding solace
أَخي النَدب الَّذي لَولا تَسلي
فُؤاديmy heart فيهِin him طابَwould be sweet ليto me الحَمامdeath
فُؤادي فيهِ طابَ لي الحَمام
My gallant brother—were it not for the solace
My heart finds in him, death would be sweet to me.
تَراضَعناwe suckled together مَعاًtogether دُرّmilk المَعاليlofty virtues
تَراضَعنا مَعاً دُرّ المَعالي
بِثَديٍat a breast ماno لِراضِعِهِfor its nursling فِطامweaning
بِثَديٍ ما لِراضِعِهِ فِطام
Together we suckled the milk of lofty virtues,
From a breast whose nursling is never weaned.
وَفضand he broke open ستامthe stopper of قَلبيmy heart وَهُوَwhile it was غُرٌّuntried
وَفض ستام قَلبي وَهُوَ غُرٌّ
وَلَولاهُand but for him لَماwould not have فَضَbroken open الخِتامthe seal
وَلَولاهُ لَما فَضَ الخِتام
And he broke my heart's seal while it was still untried,
And but for him, the seal would not have been broken.
وَأَيقَظand roused سَعيَهُhis striving لِلفَصلfor distinction كسباًas a gain
وَأَيقَظ سَعيَهُ لِلفَصل كسباً
وَباقيwhile the rest of الناسpeople عَنheedless of كسبgain نِيامasleep
وَباقي الناس عَن كسب نِيام
And he roused his striving to gain distinction,
While the rest of mankind sleep heedless of gain.
فَياso O مَولايَmy lord بَلrather ياO أَلفa thousand مَولىlords
فَيا مَولايَ بَل يا أَلف مَولى
لِمِثليto one like me وَالزَمانand Time لَهُto him غُلامa servant
لِمِثلي وَالزَمان لَهُ غُلام
O my lord—rather, a thousand lords
To one like me, with Time itself his servant!
أَبوكyour father فمthe mouth of العُلىglory وَالوَجهand the face مِنهُfrom him
أَبوك فم العُلى وَالوَجه مِنهُ
وَأَنتَand you لَدَيهِbeside him بَشرgladness وَاِبتِسامand a smile
وَأَنتَ لَدَيهِ بَشر وَاِبتِسام
Your father is glory's mouth, and its face comes from him;
And beside him, you are gladness and a smile.
وَماand not هَذاthis الوَرىhumankind إِلّاexcept رِياضgardens
وَما هَذا الوَرى إِلّا رِياض
وَأَنتَand you نَسيمُهاtheir breeze وَهُوَwhile he الغَمامthe raincloud
وَأَنتَ نَسيمُها وَهُوَ الغَمام
And these people are nothing but gardens;
And you are their breeze, while he is the raincloud.
غَمامa raincloud مُمطرraining بَرّاًkindness وَلَكنbut
غَمام مُمطر بَرّاً وَلَكن
إِذاwhen اِستَسقَيتَهُyou ask him for rain فَهُوthen he is الجِهامa rainless cloud
إِذا اِستَسقَيتَهُ فَهُو الجِهام
A raincloud showering kindness—yet,
When you ask him for rain, he is a rainless cloud.
وَلَستُand I am not بِمُنكرone who denies نَعماهُhis favors لَكنbut
وَلَستُ بِمُنكر نَعماهُ لَكن
إِذاwhen أَحتبكintertwine القَناthe spears عَظمgrows mighty الخِصامُthe conflict
إِذا أَحتبك القَنا عَظم الخِصامُ
And I do not deny his favors, but
When spears intertwine, the conflict grows mighty.
Sol 6.1