لَاno وَلينِby the suppleness of المَعاطِفِthe forms المَيَّالَهْswaying
لَا وَلينِ المَعاطِفِ المَيَّالَهْ
وَحَبيبٍand by a beloved حَكَىmirrored الهِلالُthe crescent moon جَمالَهْhis beauty
وَحَبيبٍ حَكَى الهِلالُ جَمالَهْ
No, by the suppleness of those swaying forms,
No, not the softness of affectionate coats
and by a beloved whose beauty the crescent moon mirrored,
And a beloved whose beauty the crescent extols
لَيْسَis not هَتْكُthe exposure المُحبِّof the lover فيin الحُبّlove عاراًa disgrace
لَيْسَ هَتْكُ المُحبِّ في الحُبّ عاراً
حِينَwhen تَرْنُوgaze اللَّواحِظُthe eyes القَتَّالَهْdeadly
حِينَ تَرْنُو اللَّواحِظُ القَتَّالَهْ
a lover's exposure in love is no disgrace
Revealing a lover's weakness is no disgrace
when those deadly eyes gaze.
When glances take aim to slay and assail
وَبِرُوحِيand with my soul as ransom ظَبْيٌa gazelle أَطَاعَobeyed فُؤَادِيmy heart
وَبِرُوحِي ظَبْيٌ أَطَاعَ فُؤَادِي
وَجْدَهُits longing فِيهِfor him إِذْwhen عَصَىdefied عُذَّالَهْits reproachers
وَجْدَهُ فِيهِ إِذْ عَصَى عُذَّالَهْ
And I would ransom with my soul a gazelle; my heart obeyed
By my soul, a gazelle submitted to my heart
its longing for him when it defied its reproachers.
Yet rebelled when I sought to control and curtail
قَمَرٌa moon زادَهُenhanced him العِذارُthe cheek-down جَمالاًin beauty
قَمَرٌ زادَهُ العِذارُ جَمالاً
فَلِهَذاand for this reason أَمْسىhe became بِهِwith it بَدْرَa full moon هَالَهْa halo
فَلِهَذا أَمْسى بِهِ بَدْرَ هَالَهْ
A moon whose cheek-down enhanced his beauty,
The moon, its defect made it more fair
and thus, with it, he became a full moon within a halo.
Thus it remained as a perfect full orb unveiled
صَنَمٌan idol ناطِقٌspeaking هُدايmy guidance غَرامِيmy passion
صَنَمٌ ناطِقٌ هُداي غَرامِي
فيin هَواهُlove for him والعَذْلُand reproach عِنْدِيin my view ظِلالَهْshadow (likely intended: misguidance)
في هَواهُ والعَذْلُ عِنْدِي ظِلالَهْ
A speaking idol: my guidance is my passion
An idol, my passion's guide, so clever and bright
in loving him; reproach, to me, is misguidance.
Enslaved am I, sense and reason fail
عَبَدَworshipped النّاسُthe people خَالَهُhis mole فأتَتْهُso they came to it
عَبَدَ النّاسُ خَالَهُ فأتَتْهُ
أَنْبياءٌprophets مِنْfrom صُدْغِهhis temple بِرسَالهْwith a message
أَنْبياءٌ مِنْ صُدْغِه بِرسَالهْ
People worshipped his mole, so to it came
People worshipped it, sent prophets appeared
prophets from his temple, bearing a message.
From its temples, with a message to hail
إنْif رَنَاgazed مِنْهُfrom him طَرْفُهhis eye فَغزالٌthen he is a gazelle
إنْ رَنَا مِنْهُ طَرْفُه فَغزالٌ
أَوْor بَداappeared مِنْهُfrom him وَجْهُهُhis face فَغَزالَهْthen he is the sun
أَوْ بَدا مِنْهُ وَجْهُهُ فَغَزالَهْ
If his eye gazes forth, he is a gazelle;
Does it glance, a gazelle in its glances are found
or if his face appears, he is the sun.
Or show its face, lo a gazelle then unveiled
قَالَhe said لمَّاwhen دَنَاdrew near الرَّحيلُdeparture وَفاضَتْand overflowed
قَالَ لمَّا دَنَا الرَّحيلُ وَفاضَتْ
مِنْfrom جُفونيmy eyelids سَوابِقُthe racing drops الدَّمْعِof tears مَاwhat لهْwith him
مِنْ جُفوني سَوابِقُ الدَّمْعِ مَا لهْ
He said, when departure drew near and there overflowed
It said, as departure drew near and tears flowed
from my eyelids the rushing tears, 'What ails him?'
In streams from my eyes, what ails you, what ails?
أَتُرَاهُdo you think him بِمَاabout what أُلاقِيهِI endure it غِرٌّunaware
أَتُرَاهُ بِمَا أُلاقِيهِ غِرٌّ
أَمْor دَرَىhe knew مَاwhat أَجنَّهُI conceal it وَتَبالَهُand he feigned ignorance
أَمْ دَرَى مَا أَجنَّهُ وَتَبالَهُ
Is he, I wonder, unaware of what I endure,
Does it think me unworthy of the sorrow I bear
or did he know what I conceal and feign ignorance?
Or realized the grief that it caused, that prevailed?
Sol 6.1