تَعاوَرَvisited in turn قَلبيmy heart نازِلٌa visitor بَعدَafter نازِلِa visitor
تَعاوَرَ قَلبي نازِلٌ بَعدَ نازِلِ
فَماso not خِلتُهُI thought it إِلّاexcept كَبَعضِlike one of المَنازِلِthe dwellings
فَما خِلتُهُ إِلّا كَبَعضِ المَنازِلِ
One visitor after another took turns at my heart,
My heart has descended, step by step
So I thought it just like another dwelling:
Leaving it like some of the dwellings
وَسيعٌspacious كَماas تَدريknow اللَياليthe nights فَكُلَّماso whenever
وَسيعٌ كَما تَدري اللَيالي فَكُلَّما
أتتهُcame to it الأَمانيhopes خالَفَتdefied كُلَّevery عاذِلِreproacher
أتتهُ الأَماني خالَفَت كُلَّ عاذِلِ
Spacious, as the nights know; so whenever
Spacious, as you know, are the nights, so whenever
Hopes came to it, they defied every reproacher.
Hopes came to it, they defied all blamers
وَأَعقَبَنيand replaced for me وَصلَunion with الأَحِبَّةِthe loved ones هَجرُهُمtheir abandonment
وَأَعقَبَني وَصلَ الأَحِبَّةِ هَجرُهُم
وَلِذَّةَand the sweetness of ذاكَthat العَتبِreproach قَولُthe words of العَواذِلِthe reproachers
وَلِذَّةَ ذاكَ العَتبِ قَولُ العَواذِلِ
The loved ones’ abandonment replaced their union with me,
And after connecting me, their separation hit me
And reproachers’ words replaced the sweetness of that reproach.
And for the pleasure of that reproach, the words of the blamers
فَياso, O أَسهُماًarrows للَحظِof the glance كانَتwere فَأَصبَحَتthen became
فَيا أَسهُماً للَحظِ كانَت فَأَصبَحَت
سِهامَarrows of رَدىًdeath قَدalready أُثبِتَتwere lodged فيin المَقاتِلِthe vital parts
سِهامَ رَدىً قَد أُثبِتَت في المَقاتِلِ
Ah, arrows once of the glance, now become
So oh, arrows that used to be for fortune but became
Death’s arrows, lodged in the vital parts!
Arrows of misfortune, implanted into the warriors
وَكُنتُand I was عَنِof الأَيّامِthe days فيin أَيِّwhat غَفلَةٍheedlessness
وَكُنتُ عَنِ الأَيّامِ في أَيِّ غَفلَةٍ
وَكَمand how many غافِلٍa heedless person فيamong الناسِthe people عَنof غَيرِone who is not غافِلِheedless
وَكَم غافِلٍ في الناسِ عَن غَيرِ غافِلِ
And how heedless I was of the days!
And I was heedless of the days, in what heedlessness!
And how many among people are heedless of one who is not heedless!
And how many heedless among the people of other than the heedless
قَوِيٌّstrong بِخَدّيat my cheek مِنfrom هُمومٍcares بِمَفرَقٍat a hair-parting
قَوِيٌّ بِخَدّي مِن هُمومٍ بِمَفرَقٍ
ضَعيفٌweak بِكَفّيin my palm مِنfrom دُموعٍtears بِسائِلِwith something flowing
ضَعيفٌ بِكَفّي مِن دُموعٍ بِسائِلِ
Strong at my cheek, from cares at my hair’s parting;
Strong of cheek from worries in chaos
Weak in my palm, from tears that flow.
Weak of palm from tears that flow
أَعذّالَهَO his reproachers ذَكَّرتُموهُyou reminded him فَأَنتُمُthus you are
أَعذّالَهَ ذَكَّرتُموهُ فَأَنتُمُ
بِرُجعانِby repeating ماwhat ذَكَّرتُمُyou brought to mind كَالصَياقِلِlike blade-polishers
بِرُجعانِ ما ذَكَّرتُمُ كَالصَياقِلِ
O his reproachers, you have reminded him; thus you are
You reminded the unmindful, so you are
Like blade-polishers, repeating what you brought to mind.
Like the polishers, by reminding, unmindful
وَأَرهَنتُمُand you pledged خَدَّthe cheek of الهَوىpassion وَجَلَوتُمُand you revealed
وَأَرهَنتُمُ خَدَّ الهَوى وَجَلَوتُمُ
عَلَيهِupon it وُجوهاًfaces فيin صَقيلٍa polished blade مُقاتِلِfighting
عَلَيهِ وُجوهاً في صَقيلٍ مُقاتِلِ
And you pledged passion’s cheek and revealed
And you have pledged the cheek of passion and refined
Faces upon it, in a polished blade of battle.
Upon it faces in deadly polish
Sol 6.1