هبَّhe sprang up يَجلوdisplaying الراحthe wine فيin كاسa cup اللجينsilver
هبَّ يَجلو الراح في كاس اللجين
فاترlanguid الأَلحاظthe glances خاليbare العارِضينthe two cheeks
فاتر الأَلحاظ خالي العارِضين
He sprang up, displaying the wine in a silver cup,
Languid-eyed, with both cheeks beardless.
وَتَحسىand he sipped وَسَقاناand gave us to drink قَهوةwine
وَتَحسى وَسَقانا قَهوة
مَزجتwas blended مِنfrom ماءwater وَردroses الوَجنَتينthe two cheeks
مَزجت مِن ماء وَرد الوَجنَتين
And he sipped and served us wine,
Blended with rosewater from his two cheeks.
شَمسa sun راحwine عَتقتaged فيin دنهاits wine jar
شَمس راح عَتقت في دنها
لَوif سَقاهاhe served it الأَرضthe earth أَحياhe would revive العالمينthe worlds
لَو سَقاها الأَرض أَحيا العالمين
A sun of wine, aged in its jar;
Were he to water the earth with it, he would revive the worlds.
فَلَثمناso we kissed الثغرthe lips مِنهُfrom him وَالطَلىand the neck
فَلَثمنا الثغر مِنهُ وَالطَلى
حَيثwhere لَمdid not نَخشىwe fear اِقتِرانknitting together الحاجِبينthe two eyebrows
حَيث لَم نَخشى اِقتِران الحاجِبين
So we kissed his lips and neck,
Where we feared no knitting of his brows.
وَهَصرناand we bent القَدthe figure غُصناًa bough يانِعاًflourishing
وَهَصرنا القَد غُصناً يانِعاً
وَجَنيناًand we plucked وَردهُhis roses بِالناظِرينwith the two eyes
وَجَنيناً وَردهُ بِالناظِرين
And we bent his form, a flourishing bough,
And plucked his roses with our two eyes.
وَطَواناand enfolded us الشَوقlonging لَماwhen أَنthat دَناhe drew near
وَطَوانا الشَوق لَما أَن دَنا
مِنof عَفافchastity وَتَقىand piety فيin بُردَتينtwo cloaks
مِن عَفاف وَتَقى في بُردَتين
And longing enfolded us when he drew near,
In two cloaks of chastity and piety.
آهah! مِنbecause of وَرقgray doves شَجانيsaddened me نَوحهاtheir lament
آه مِن وَرق شَجاني نَوحها
حينَwhen غَنَتthey sang فيin رِياضgardens النيرal-Nayra- (name fragment) بين-bayn (name fragment)
حينَ غَنَت في رِياض النير بين
Ah, the gray doves whose lament saddened me,
When they sang in the gardens of al-Nayrabayn!
إِنif أَقَلI say هاتَcome! أَسمعيناlet us hear نَغمةa melody
إِن أَقَل هاتَ أَسمعينا نَغمة
ياO حَمامdoves الايكthe grove غَنَتthey sing نَغمتينtwo melodies
يا حَمام الايك غَنَت نَغمتين
If I say, 'Come, let us hear a melody,
O doves of the grove,' they sing two melodies.
أَينwhere مَنone who يُرثيhas pity لِحاليfor my plight أَشتَكيI complain
أَين مَن يُرثي لِحالي أَشتَكي
مِنof غَزالa gazelle صادَنيcaught me بِالمُقلَتينwith the two eyes
مِن غَزال صادَني بِالمُقلَتين
Where is one to pity my plight? I complain
Of a gazelle who caught me with his two eyes.
أَنwhen تَجلىhe appeared فيin دُجىdarkness مِنof شِعرِهِhis hair
أَن تَجلى في دُجى مِن شِعرِهِ
فاقَhe surpassed بِالإِشراقin radiance نورthe light النيرينthe two luminaries
فاقَ بِالإِشراق نور النيرين
When he appeared in the darkness of his hair,
He surpassed in radiance the light of sun and moon.
وَأَناand I اِبنson of المَنجكيal-Manjaki اليوسفيal-Yusufi
وَأَنا اِبن المَنجكي اليوسفي
مخجلputting to shame البَحرthe sea يَجودhe gives generously الراحَتينthe two palms
مخجل البَحر يَجود الراحَتين
And I am the son of al-Manjaki al-Yusufi,
Shaming the sea, giving freely with both palms.
ثُمَthen ياO رَبLord سَلاماًpeace دائِماًeverlasting
ثُمَ يا رَب سَلاماً دائِماً
وَأَصلاًand reaching مِنكَfrom You لجدto the grandfather of الحسنينal-Hasan and al-Husayn
وَأَصلاً مِنكَ لجد الحسنين
Then, O Lord, may peace last forever,
And reach, from You, the grandfather of al-Hasan and al-Husayn.
Sol 6.1