خَليلَيَّmy two friends ماwhy لِلحُبِّfor love يَزدادُincreases جِدَّةًfreshness
خَليلَيَّ ما لِلحُبِّ يَزدادُ جِدَّةً
عَلىover الدَهرِtime وَالأَيّامُwhile the days يَبلىwears out جَديدُهاwhat is new in them
عَلى الدَهرِ وَالأَيّامُ يَبلى جَديدُها
My two friends, why does love grow ever fresher
My beloved, why does love grow stronger
with time, while the days' newness wears away?
As time passes, while its days fade away?
وَماand why لِعُهودِfor the pledges of الغانِياتِbeautiful women ذَميمَةًblameworthy
وَما لِعُهودِ الغانِياتِ ذَميمَةً
وَلَيلىand Layla حَرامٌforbidden أَنthat تُذَمَّbe reproached عُهودُهاher pledges
وَلَيلى حَرامٌ أَن تُذَمَّ عُهودُها
And why are beautiful women's pledges deemed blameworthy,
Why should the covenants of lovers be blamed
when Layla's pledges must never be reproached?
When it is forbidden for Layla's vows to decay?
أَلَمَّتshe visited وَجُنحُwhile the darkness of اللَيلِnight مُرخٍletting down سُدولَهُits curtains
أَلَمَّت وَجُنحُ اللَيلِ مُرخٍ سُدولَهُ
وَلِلسِجنِand for the prison أَحراسٌguards قَليلٌscant هُجودُهاtheir sleep
وَلِلسِجنِ أَحراسٌ قَليلٌ هُجودُها
She came to visit while night's darkness let down its curtains,
The wings of night have folded and gone to rest,
and the prison's guards slept little.
With few guards left wakeful on their watch today.
فَقُلتُso I said لَهاto her أَنّيhow تَجَشَّمتِyou braved خُطَّةًa difficult undertaking
فَقُلتُ لَها أَنّي تَجَشَّمتِ خُطَّةً
يُحَرِّجُconstricts أَنفاسَthe breaths of الرِياحِthe winds وُرودُهاapproaching it
يُحَرِّجُ أَنفاسَ الرِياحِ وُرودُها
So I said to her, “How did you brave an undertaking
So I said to her, "I have dared to attempt a scheme,
whose approach constricts the very breaths of the winds?”
That makes the winds hold back their gentle sway."
فَقالَتthen she said أَطَعناwe obeyed الشَوقَlonging بَعدَafter تَجَلُّدٍholding firm
فَقالَت أَطَعنا الشَوقَ بَعدَ تَجَلُّدٍ
وَشَرُّand the worst of قُلوبِthe hearts of العاشِقينَlovers جَليدُهاtheir steadfast ones
وَشَرُّ قُلوبِ العاشِقينَ جَليدُها
Then she said, “We obeyed longing after holding firm,
She said, "We obeyed longing after fortitude,
and the worst of lovers' hearts are the steadfast ones.”
Yet the worst in lovers' hearts is their cold display."
وَأَعلَنتِand she voiced الشَكوىthe lament وَجالَتand coursed دُموعُهاher tears
وَأَعلَنتِ الشَكوى وَجالَت دُموعُها
عَلىover الخَدِّthe cheek لَمّاwhen اِلتَفَّentwined بِالجيدِwith the neck جيدُهاher neck
عَلى الخَدِّ لَمّا اِلتَفَّ بِالجيدِ جيدُها
And she voiced her lament, and her tears coursed
She complained aloud and her tears flowed
over her cheek as her neck entwined with mine.
Over her cheeks when she turned her face away.
فَقُلتُso I said لَهاto her وَالدَمعُwhile the tears شَتّىvaried طَريقُهُtheir course
فَقُلتُ لَها وَالدَمعُ شَتّى طَريقُهُ
وَنارُand the fire of الهَوىpassion بِالشَوقِby longing يُذكىis fanned وُقودُهاits burning
وَنارُ الهَوى بِالشَوقِ يُذكى وُقودُها
So I said to her, while tears followed many paths,
I said to her, as tears marked their crooked course,
and longing fanned the blaze of passion's fire:
"The fires of love with yearning fuel their own display."
إِذاif سَلِمَتis safe نَفسُthe life of الحَبيبِthe beloved تَشابَهِتbecome alike
إِذا سَلِمَت نَفسُ الحَبيبِ تَشابَهِت
صُروفُthe vicissitudes of اللَياليthe nights سَهلُهاtheir easy ones وَشَديدُهاand their harsh ones
صُروفُ اللَيالي سَهلُها وَشَديدُها
“If the beloved's life is safe, then alike are
If the soul of the beloved stays safe and sound,
the nights' vicissitudes, the easy and the harsh.
The turns of time, easy and hard, fade away.
فَلاso do not تَجزَعيbe distraught إِمّاif رَأَيتِyou see قُيودَهُhis fetters
فَلا تَجزَعي إِمّا رَأَيتِ قُيودَهُ
فَإِنَّfor indeed خَلاخيلَthe anklets of الرِجالِmen قُيودُهاtheir fetters
فَإِنَّ خَلاخيلَ الرِجالِ قُيودُها
So do not be distraught if you see his fetters,
So do not grieve if you see my chains,
for men's anklets are their fetters.
For men's shackles are but adornment on display.
وَلاand do not تُنكِريfind strange حالَthe state of الرَخاءِease وَفَوتَهُand its passing
وَلا تُنكِري حالَ الرَخاءِ وَفَوتَهُ
فَإِنَّfor indeed أَميرَthe Commander of المُؤمِنينَthe Faithful يُعيدُهاwill restore it
فَإِنَّ أَميرَ المُؤمِنينَ يُعيدُها
Nor find the state of ease, or its passing, strange,
Nor deny times of ease and their loss,
for the Commander of the Faithful will restore it.”
For the Commander of the Faithful grants their sway.
Sol 6.1