ياO ذَاyou الَّذيwho يَرْويrecount الحَدِيthe tale (continued)
يا ذَا الَّذي يَرْوي الحَدِي
ثَcompletion of 'the tale' وَلَيْسَand is not يُرْوَىquenched بالقديمِby aged wine
ثَ وَلَيْسَ يُرْوَى بالقديمِ
O you who recount the tale—
yet are not quenched by aged wine:
عِنْديwith me مُدامُwine نَهارِهَاits day
عِنْدي مُدامُ نَهارِهَا
عِنْدِيto me كَجَنَّاتِlike gardens النَّعيمِof bliss
عِنْدِي كَجَنَّاتِ النَّعيمِ
I have wine; its day
is, to me, like the gardens of bliss.
وَلقدْand indeed شَربْتُI drank حَبابَهاits froth
وَلقدْ شَربْتُ حَبابَها
فيin عِقْدِa necklace كَاسَاتِof goblets النَّظيمِwell-strung
في عِقْدِ كَاسَاتِ النَّظيمِ
And indeed I have drunk its froth
in a well-strung necklace of goblets.
فَانْهَضْso rise إِليّto me بِهِمَّةٍwith resolve
فَانْهَضْ إِليّ بِهِمَّةٍ
نُخْليwe shall empty حَشَاكَyour breast مِنَof الهُمُومِcares
نُخْلي حَشَاكَ مِنَ الهُمُومِ
So rise and come to me with resolve;
we shall empty your breast of cares.
أَحلىthe sweetest مُدامٍwine قَدْalready طلبْsought (continued)
أَحلى مُدامٍ قَدْ طلبْ
تُI (verb ending) لِشُرْبهاto drink it أَحْلىthe sweetest نَديمِdrinking companion
تُ لِشُرْبها أَحْلى نَديمِ
The sweetest wine—I have sought
the sweetest companion with whom to drink it.
صَبوْتُI became enamored إلىof الصَّبابةِlonging وَالغَرامِand passionate love
صَبوْتُ إلى الصَّبابةِ وَالغَرامِ
وَوَدَّعَand bade farewell نَاظِريmy eye طِيبَthe sweetness of المنامِsleep
وَوَدَّعَ نَاظِري طِيبَ المنامِ
I grew enamored of longing and passionate love,
and my eye bade farewell to the sweetness of sleep.
وَسامَand tormented القَلْبَthe heart مِنْfrom أولادِthe offspring of سَامٍShem
وَسامَ القَلْبَ مِنْ أولادِ سَامٍ
غَزالٌa gazelle طَرْفهُhis gaze مِنْof آلِthe lineage of حَامِHam
غَزالٌ طَرْفهُ مِنْ آلِ حَامِ
And my heart was tormented by one of Shem's offspring—
a gazelle whose gaze is of Ham's line.
يُرينيhe shows me المَوْتَdeath فيin سَيْفٍa sword وَرُمْحٍand a spear
يُريني المَوْتَ في سَيْفٍ وَرُمْحٍ
مُقيمٍlodged فيin اللَّواحِظِsidelong glances والقَوامِand stature
مُقيمٍ في اللَّواحِظِ والقَوامِ
He shows me death in a sword and spear
lodged in his sidelong glances and his stature.
جَعلتُI put تَصبُّريmy efforts at patience عَنْهُwithout him وَرائيbehind me
جَعلتُ تَصبُّري عَنْهُ وَرائي
وَصيّرتُand I set الغَرامَpassion بِهِfor him أماميbefore me
وَصيّرتُ الغَرامَ بِهِ أمامي
I cast my efforts to endure without him behind me,
and set my passion for him before me.
فَهَلْso is there لِيfor me مُسْعِدٌa helper فيin الحُبِّlove يَرْثيfeels pity
فَهَلْ لِي مُسْعِدٌ في الحُبِّ يَرْثي
لِماfor what أَلقاهُI endure it مِنْof ألمِthe pain of السّقامِsickness
لِما أَلقاهُ مِنْ ألمِ السّقامِ
Have I, then, a helper in love who will pity
the pain of sickness I endure?
ياO مَنْyou who شَغَلْتُI occupied بِهِwith him سِرِّيmy inner thoughts وَأَوْهَامِيand my fancies
يا مَنْ شَغَلْتُ بِهِ سِرِّي وَأَوْهَامِي
وَمَنْand you who لِمَغنْاهُfor his abode إنْجادِيmy journey to Najd وَإِتْهامِيand my journey to Tihama
وَمَنْ لِمَغنْاهُ إنْجادِي وَإِتْهامِي
O you with whom I have occupied my inner thoughts and fancies,
and you for whose abode I journey to Najd and Tihama,
وَمَنْand you who أَلِفْتُI grew accustomed to رِضاهُhis favor الرَّحْبَgracious جَانِبَهُhis manner
وَمَنْ أَلِفْتُ رِضاهُ الرَّحْبَ جَانِبَهُ
وَفُزْتُand I gained مِنْهُfrom him بِإِحْسانٍwith kindness وَإِنْعامِand bounty
وَفُزْتُ مِنْهُ بِإِحْسانٍ وَإِنْعامِ
and you whose favor I have known, whose manner is gracious,
and from whom I have gained kindness and bounty:
لَمْdid not أَنْسَI forget أَقْدامَكَyour feet اللّاتيwhich سَعتْhastened وَمَشَتْand walked
لَمْ أَنْسَ أَقْدامَكَ اللّاتي سَعتْ وَمَشَتْ
بِهِنَّwith their aid حِيناًfor a time علىupon العلياءِthe heights أَقْداميmy feet
بِهِنَّ حِيناً على العلياءِ أَقْدامي
I have not forgotten your feet, by whose aid hastened and walked
my own feet, for a time, upon the heights;
وَحُسْنَand the beauty of أَيّامِكَyour days الغُرِّradiant الّتيwhich حَسُنَتْgrew fair
وَحُسْنَ أَيّامِكَ الغُرِّ الّتي حَسُنَتْ
بِهَاthrough them لَياليَّmy nights مِنْof دَهْرِيmy lifetime وَأَيّاميand my days
بِهَا لَياليَّ مِنْ دَهْرِي وَأَيّامي
nor the beauty of your radiant days, through which grew fair
the nights and days of my life.
فماso what are المدارسُthe schools حَتَّىthat كَدَّرتْthey muddied نَهلاًa draught
فما المدارسُ حَتَّى كَدَّرتْ نَهلاً
وَرَدَتهُI came to drink it صَافياًclear مِنْfrom بَحْرِكَyour sea الطاميoverflowing
وَرَدَتهُ صَافياً مِنْ بَحْرِكَ الطامي
What are the schools, that they have muddied a draught
I drew clear from your overflowing sea,
وغيّرتَand you changed خَلُقاًa disposition ماnot زالَceased يَمْنَحُنيbestows on me
وغيّرتَ خَلُقاً ما زالَ يَمْنَحُني
بِضاحكٍwith a laughing smile مِنْfrom ثناياthe front teeth of الودِّaffection بَسّامِever-smiling
بِضاحكٍ مِنْ ثنايا الودِّ بَسّامِ
and you have altered a disposition that always favored me
with a laughing, beaming smile from affection's front teeth?
كنْbe كَيْفَhowever شِئْتَyou wish فِداكَa ransom for you الناسُthe people كُلُّهُمُall of them
كنْ كَيْفَ شِئْتَ فِداكَ الناسُ كُلُّهُمُ
فَالنّاسُfor the people كُلُّهُمُall of them فيin ظِلّكَyour shade السَّاميlofty
فَالنّاسُ كُلُّهُمُ في ظِلّكَ السَّامي
Be however you wish; may all people be your ransom,
for all people are in your lofty shade.
إِمنعْrestrain جُفونَكَyour eyelids أَنْfrom تُريقَshedding دَميmy blood
إِمنعْ جُفونَكَ أَنْ تُريقَ دَمي
إِنَّindeed الجُفُونَthe eyelids مَظِنَّةُgrounds for التُّهَمِsuspicions
إِنَّ الجُفُونَ مَظِنَّةُ التُّهَمِ
Keep your eyelids from shedding my blood;
indeed, eyelids are grounds for suspicion.
وأبِنْand reveal جَبينكَyour brow تَتَّضِحْwill become clear طُرُقيmy paths
وأبِنْ جَبينكَ تَتَّضِحْ طُرُقي
وَأَمِطْand draw aside لِثامَكَyour face veil تَنْكَشِفْwill lift ظُلَميmy darkness
وَأَمِطْ لِثامَكَ تَنْكَشِفْ ظُلَمي
And reveal your brow; my paths will become clear.
And draw aside your veil; my darkness will lift.
ياO رَوْضَةًgarden أَجْنِيI gather أزاهِرَهاits blossoms
يا رَوْضَةً أَجْنِي أزاهِرَها
باللَّحْظِwith the gaze لاnot بِيَديwith my hand وَلاnor بِفَمِيwith my mouth
باللَّحْظِ لا بِيَدي وَلا بِفَمِي
O garden whose blossoms I gather
with my gaze, not with my hand or my mouth:
ماwhy ليfor me حُرمْتُI was denied لذيذَthe sweetness of وَصْلِكَunion with you فيin
ما لي حُرمْتُ لذيذَ وَصْلِكَ في
أَيّامِthe days of هَذيthese الأَشْهُرِmonths الحُرُمِsacred
أَيّامِ هَذي الأَشْهُرِ الحُرُمِ
why have I been denied the sweetness of union with you in
the days of these sacred months?
لوif أَنَّthat قُرْبَكَyour nearness يُبْتَغىis sought بِشِراby purchase
لو أَنَّ قُرْبَكَ يُبْتَغى بِشِرا
بالغتُI would go to the utmost فيهِfor it بِأَنْفَسِwith the most precious القِيَمِprices
بالغتُ فيهِ بِأَنْفَسِ القِيَمِ
If nearness to you could be bought,
I would pay the highest price for it.
Sol 6.1