مَهرِجcelebrate Mihrajan صَبوحَكَyour morning draught سَعدُهُits good fortune لَمdid not يُنحَسِbecome ill-starred
مَهرِج صَبوحَكَ سَعدُهُ لَم يُنحَسِ
يَومٌa day يَطيبُis delightful بِهِon it مَدارُthe circling of الأَكؤُسِthe cups
يَومٌ يَطيبُ بِهِ مَدارُ الأَكؤُسِ
Celebrate Mihrajan with your morning draught—its good fortune is unblighted;
The morning of your youth's joy has been blessed,
A day on which the circling of cups is sweet.
A day on which the cups' orbit is delightful,
وَاِشرَبand drink عُقارَكَyour wine مُصبِحاًat dawn هُنِّئتَهاmay you enjoy it
وَاِشرَب عُقارَكَ مُصبِحاً هُنِّئتَها
بِالرَطلِby the ratl (a weight measure) صِرفاًunmixed وَادعُand call ليfor me بِمُشَمَّسِfor sun-mellowed wine
بِالرَطلِ صِرفاً وَادعُ لي بِمُشَمَّسِ
And drink your wine at dawn—may you enjoy it—
So drink your potion cheerfully congratulating it
By the ratl, unmixed, and call for sun-mellowed wine for me.
With relish and invoke upon me one sun-drenched.
لاdo not تُؤذِيَنّيvex me وَاسقِنيand give me drink ماwhat أَبتَغيI seek
لا تُؤذِيَنّي وَاسقِني ما أَبتَغي
فِعلَthe act of اِمرِئٍa man طَلقٍcheerful كَريمِnoble of المَعطَسِnose (figuratively, lineage)
فِعلَ اِمرِئٍ طَلقٍ كَريمِ المَعطَسِ
Do not vex me; pour me what I seek,
Do not hurt me but give me what I seek,
As would a cheerful man of noble nose.
The deed of a poised and generous free-spender,
هَذيthese الرِياضُgardens بَداappeared لِطَرفِكَto your gaze نَورُهاtheir blossoms
هَذي الرِياضُ بَدا لِطَرفِكَ نَورُها
فَأَرَتكَand so they showed you أَحسَنَsomething lovelier مِنthan رِياطِrobes of السُندُسِfine silk
فَأَرَتكَ أَحسَنَ مِن رِياطِ السُندُسِ
These gardens have revealed their blossoms to your gaze,
These gardens appeared to your sight radiant,
And shown you something lovelier than robes of fine silk.
Showing you finer than gardens of silk,
يَنشُرنَthey spread out وَشياًembroidered cloth مُذهَباًgilded وَمُدَبَّجاًand richly patterned
يَنشُرنَ وَشياً مُذهَباً وَمُدَبَّجاً
وَمَطارِفاًand bordered mantles نُسِجَتwere woven لِغَيرِfor other than المَلبَسِwearing
وَمَطارِفاً نُسِجَت لِغَيرِ المَلبَسِ
They spread embroidered cloth, gilded and richly patterned,
Unfurling brocade embroidered gold fabrics,
And mantles woven for something other than wearing.
And striped woven canopies not for wearing,
وَأَرَتكَand they showed you كافوراًcamphor وَتِبراًand gold dust مُشرِقاًgleaming
وَأَرَتكَ كافوراً وَتِبراً مُشرِقاً
فيon قائِمِan upright stalk مِثلِlike الزُمُرُّدِemerald أَملَسِsmooth
في قائِمِ مِثلِ الزُمُرُّدِ أَملَسِ
And show you camphor and gleaming gold dust,
And showed you camphor and bright ambergris
On a smooth, upright stalk like emerald,
In a stand like flawless emerald,
مُتَمايِلَswaying الأَعناقِthe necks فيin حَرَكاتِهِits movements
مُتَمايِلَ الأَعناقِ في حَرَكاتِهِ
كَسَلَthe languor النَعيمِof ease وَفَترَةَand the pause of المُتَنَفِّسِone drawing breath
كَسَلَ النَعيمِ وَفَترَةَ المُتَنَفِّسِ
Swaying its necks as it moves,
Swaying necks in its motions,
With the languor of ease and the pause of one drawing breath,
Like the languor of bliss and a breathing space,
مُتَحَلِّياًadorned مِنwith كُلِّevery حُسنٍbeauty مونِقٍenchanting
مُتَحَلِّياً مِن كُلِّ حُسنٍ مونِقٍ
مُتَنَفِّساًbreathing out بِالمِسكِwith musk أَيَّwhat a تَنَفُّسِbreath
مُتَنَفِّساً بِالمِسكِ أَيَّ تَنَفُّسِ
Adorned with every kind of enchanting beauty,
Adorned with every charming elegance,
Breathing out musk—what a breath!
Breathed in musk - what a breath!
نَصباًset up لِعَينِكَbefore your eye صاحِباًas a companion أَكرِمhow noble بِهِit is
نَصباً لِعَينِكَ صاحِباً أَكرِم بِهِ
مِنas صاحِبٍa companion وَمُنادِمٍand a drinking companion فيin المَجلِسِthe gathering
مِن صاحِبٍ وَمُنادِمٍ في المَجلِسِ
Set before your eye as a companion—how noble it is,
Raised for your eyes a companion to honor him
As a companion and drinking partner in the gathering!
Over a companion and session-friend at the assembly,
فَإِذاthen, if طَرِبتَyou yearn إِلىfor العُيونِeyes وَغُنجِهاand their coy allure
فَإِذا طَرِبتَ إِلى العُيونِ وَغُنجِها
فَأَجِلthen let roam لِحاظَكَyour glances فيamong عُيونِthe eyes of النَرجِسِnarcissus
فَأَجِل لِحاظَكَ في عُيونِ النَرجِسِ
Then, if you yearn for eyes and their coy allure,
So when you crave eyes and their flirtation,
Let your glances roam among the eyes of narcissus.
Lower your gaze to narcissus eyes,
تُجديكَgives you كُلُّevery طَريفَةٍrare bloom وَمَليحَةٍand lovely one
تُجديكَ كُلُّ طَريفَةٍ وَمَليحَةٍ
حُسناًbeauty وَأَمتَعَand the most delightful ماwhat تَرىyou see لِلأَنفُسِto souls
حُسناً وَأَمتَعَ ما تَرى لِلأَنفُسِ
Every rare and lovely bloom gives you
Every dainty and beauty will please you
Beauty, and the most soul-delighting sight you see.
In beauty and most delightful for souls to see,
لِلمَهرَجانِfor Mihrajan بَشاشَةٌcheerfulness فَالهَجso revel بِهِin it
لِلمَهرَجانِ بَشاشَةٌ فَالهَج بِهِ
وَدَعِand leave التَشاغُلَpreoccupation بِالهُمومِwith worries الهُجَّسِhaunting
وَدَعِ التَشاغُلَ بِالهُمومِ الهُجَّسِ
Mihrajan has a cheerful radiance; so revel in it,
For the festival cheerfulness, so revel in it,
And leave off preoccupation with haunting cares.
And leave off busying with gloomy sorrows,
لَيسَhas not الزَمانُtime عَلَيكَagainst you أَنحىturned دونَناto our exclusion
لَيسَ الزَمانُ عَلَيكَ أَنحى دونَنا
فَأَنالَناso it gave to us وَكَساكَand clothed you حُلَّةَthe robe of مُفلِسِa pauper
فَأَنالَنا وَكَساكَ حُلَّةَ مُفلِسِ
Time has not turned on you alone, sparing us,
Time is not more angled against us than you,
Giving to us while clothing you in a pauper's robe.
Afflicting us, while clothing you in bankruptcy,
بَلrather كُلُّناall of us فيهِin it سَواءٌare equal فَاجتَلِبso seek
بَل كُلُّنا فيهِ سَواءٌ فَاجتَلِب
فَرَحاًjoy يُزيلُكَremoves you عَنfrom مَحَلِّthe station of البُؤَّسِthe wretched
فَرَحاً يُزيلُكَ عَن مَحَلِّ البُؤَّسِ
Rather, we are all alike in it; so seek
But we are equal in it, so attract
Joy that lifts you from the station of the wretched.
Joy to move you from the seat of misery,
هَوِّنtake it lightly عَلَيكَfor yourself فَماfor none يَقومُstands firm لِصَرفِهِagainst its vicissitudes
هَوِّن عَلَيكَ فَما يَقومُ لِصَرفِهِ
إِلّاexcept فَتىًa youth فيهِwithin it كَريمُnoble of المَغرَسِroots
إِلّا فَتىً فيهِ كَريمُ المَغرَسِ
Take it lightly; none can withstand its vicissitudes
Make light for yourself, for only one
Except a youth of noble roots within it.
With a generous nature can dispel it,
ساعِدjoin in وَإِنand even if كُنتَyou are اِمرَأًa man مِنof هاشِمٍHashim
ساعِد وَإِن كُنتَ اِمرَأً مِن هاشِمٍ
وَدَعِand leave التَهَشُّمَHashimite ways يَومَناthis day of ours وَتَفَرَّسِand be Persian
وَدَعِ التَهَشُّمَ يَومَنا وَتَفَرَّسِ
Join in, even if you are a man of Hashim's line,
Help, even if you are a man from Hashim,
And leave your Hashimite ways this day of ours, and be Persian.
And leave off on our day dejection and watching,
أَيَطيبُis it pleasing? مِنكَfrom you تَكاسُلٌhanging back عَنfrom فِتيَةٍyoung men
أَيَطيبُ مِنكَ تَكاسُلٌ عَن فِتيَةٍ
قَدalready عاقَرواthey quaffed الصَهباءَthe tawny wine جِنحَbeneath the wing of الحِندِسِdeep darkness
قَد عاقَروا الصَهباءَ جِنحَ الحِندِسِ
Does it suit you to hang back from young men
Is laziness seemly from you about youths
Who have quaffed tawny wine beneath the wing of deep darkness?
Who have courted the blond morning's wings?
بَكَرواthey came early عَلىfor طيبِthe pleasure of الصَبوحِthe morning draught فَكُنso be فَتىًa youth
بَكَروا عَلى طيبِ الصَبوحِ فَكُن فَتىً
باعَtraded الأَخَسَّthe lesser حَياتَهُhis life بِالأَنفُسِfor the more precious
باعَ الأَخَسَّ حَياتَهُ بِالأَنفُسِ
They came early for the morning draught's delight; so be a youth
They hurried at dawn, so be a man
Who has traded the lesser—his life—for the more precious.
Who sold his cheap life for souls,
وَأمُرand command غَريرَكَyour guileless youth أَنto يُكَرِّرَrepeat كُلَّماwhenever
وَأمُر غَريرَكَ أَن يُكَرِّرَ كُلَّما
أَدهَقتَyou filled to the brim كَأسَكَyour cup صَوبَthe outpouring of صَبٍّa lovesick lover مُبلِسِdespairing
أَدهَقتَ كَأسَكَ صَوبَ صَبٍّ مُبلِسِ
And bid your guileless youth repeat, whenever
And order your rash one to repeat whenever
You fill your cup to the brim, a despairing lover's outpouring:
You down your cup towards an emptied pourer,
غُضّيlower جُفونَكِyour eyelids ياO عُيونَeyes of النَرجِسِnarcissus
غُضّي جُفونَكِ يا عُيونَ النَرجِسِ
كَيso that ماemphatic particle أَفوزَI may win بِقُبلَةٍwith a kiss مِنfrom مُؤنِسِMu'nis
كَي ما أَفوزَ بِقُبلَةٍ مِن مُؤنِسِ
“Lower your eyelids, O eyes of narcissus,
Lower your eyelids, narcissus eyes,
So that I may win a kiss from Mu'nis.”
Lest I win a kiss from a boon companion.
Sol 6.1