قَدْ كَانَ ما عَلِمَ اللَّاحِي وَمَا جَهِلا

قَدْ كَانَ ما عَلِمَ اللَّاحِي وَمَا جَهِلا

وَصَارَ ما كَتَمَ الوَاشِي وَمَا نَقَلا

وَصَارَ ما كَتَمَ الوَاشِي وَمَا نَقَلا

What the reproacher knew, and what he did not know, has come to pass.

What the critic knew or was ignorant of has come to pass,

And what the tale-bearer concealed and what he reported has come to pass.

As have the secrets the slanderer kept or divulged.

كَانَ التَّكَتُّمُ يُرْجَى قَبلَ بَيْنِكُمُ

كَانَ التَّكَتُّمُ يُرْجَى قَبلَ بَيْنِكُمُ

أَمَّا وَقَدْ حَكَمَتْ أَيْدِي الفِرَاقِ فَلا

أَمَّا وَقَدْ حَكَمَتْ أَيْدِي الفِرَاقِ فَلا

Secrecy could be hoped for before your departure.

Before your estrangement, reserve might have been hoped for,

But now that the hands of parting have ruled, no longer.

But now that the hands of separation hold sway, no more.

وَفِي الرَّكَائِبِ مَنْ زَوَّدتُهُ نَظَراً

وَفِي الرَّكَائِبِ مَنْ زَوَّدتُهُ نَظَراً

وَلَوْ أَمِنْتُ العِدَى زَوَّدتُهُ قُبَلا

وَلَوْ أَمِنْتُ العِدَى زَوَّدتُهُ قُبَلا

And in the camel caravan is one I provisioned with a glance.

Among the departing visitors were some I gave a glance,

And had I felt safe from the enemies, I would have provisioned him with kisses.

Had I felt safe from blame, I would have given a kiss.

أَوْدَى بِقَلْبِي عِذارٌ زَارَ وَجْنَتَهُ

أَوْدَى بِقَلْبِي عِذارٌ زَارَ وَجْنَتَهُ

حُسْناً وَمِنْ بَعْضِ نَبْتِ الرَّوْضِ مَا قَتَلا

حُسْناً وَمِنْ بَعْضِ نَبْتِ الرَّوْضِ مَا قَتَلا

A line of down has slain my heart, visiting his cheek

A gentle reproach has stolen into my heart and ravaged it,

To adorn it—and among the garden's growth are things that kill.

Lovely as the fairest flowers in a garden he has cut down.