هيجroused الطرسthe page كامِناًsomething dormant ثُمthen أَورىkindled
هيج الطرس كامِناً ثُم أَورى
مِنfrom سَناradiance الشَوقlonging بَينَbetween جَنبيmy sides جَمراembers
مِن سَنا الشَوق بَينَ جَنبي جَمرا
The page roused what lay dormant, then kindled
The embers stirred dormant passion in me
Embers from longing's radiance within my breast.
The pangs of yearning set ambers ablaze in my chest
فَجرتso flowed أَدمُعيmy tears عَقيقاًcarnelian لِقَومfor people
فَجرت أَدمُعي عَقيقاً لِقَوم
لَستI do not أَنساهُمforget them وَإِنand even if متI die صَبراin captivity
لَست أَنساهُم وَإِن مت صَبرا
So my tears flowed like carnelian for people
So my tears flowed like gems for a people
Whom I will not forget, even if I die in captivity.
I'll never forget even if patience kills me
كُلَّماwhenever مَرَّpassed ذكرهُمtheir remembrance فيin ضَميريmy inner thoughts
كُلَّما مَرَّ ذكرهُم في ضَميري
زدتI increased مِنfrom لَوعةthe anguish of الصَبابةardent longing حَراin heat
زدت مِن لَوعة الصَبابة حَرا
Whenever their memory passes through my mind,
Whenever the thought of them crosses my mind
I grow hotter with the anguish of yearning.
My burning agony grows ever more severe
فَسَلونيso ask me عَماabout what أَجنconceals فُؤاديmy heart
فَسَلوني عَما أَجن فُؤادي
صاحبthe master of البَيتthe house بِالَّذيabout what فيهِis within it أَدرىknows best
صاحب البَيت بِالَّذي فيهِ أَدرى
So ask me about what my heart conceals:
So ask me what torments my heart
The master of the house knows best what lies within it.
The lord of the abode knows best what lies within
ياO كتِاباًa letter أَتىarrived وَكُنتand I was سَقيماًill
يا كتِاباً أَتى وَكُنت سَقيماً
فَشَفانيso it healed me مِنof السقامsickness وَأَبراand cured me
فَشَفاني مِن السقام وَأَبرا
O letter that arrived while I was ill,
O book that came when I was sick
Then healed me of sickness and cured me!
And cured me of my malady and mended me
ذَكرتنيreminded me نُقوشهits inscriptions كفthe hand of بَحرa sea
ذَكرتني نُقوشه كف بَحر
كُلماwhenever مَدextended اصبَعاًa finger صارَbecame نَهراa river
كُلما مَد اصبَعاً صارَ نَهرا
Its inscriptions recalled to me the hand of a sea:
Your scripts reminded me of the palm of a sea
Whenever it extends a finger, that finger becomes a river.
Each finger extending to form a river
ذاpossessor of يَراعa reed pen إذاwhen دعتهsummoned it اللَياليthe nights
ذا يَراع إذا دعته اللَيالي
كانَwas أَمضىsharper مِنthan الحسامthe sword وَأَجرىand swifter-flowing
كانَ أَمضى مِن الحسام وَأَجرى
Possessor of a reed pen that, when the nights summon it,
A doe, when the nights would call it
Is sharper than the sword and swifter-flowing;
Swifter than a sword and faster flowing
وَفَخارand glory إِذاwhen وَزَنتyou weigh علاهits loftiness
وَفَخار إِذا وَزَنت علاه
بِنُجومagainst the stars of السَماءheaven يَزدادincreases فَخراin glory
بِنُجوم السَماء يَزداد فَخرا
And glory that, when you weigh its loftiness
And pride - when weighed against
Against heaven's stars, grows more glorious;
The stars of the sky - grows ever prouder
وَعُلومand learning إِذاwhen دَجاgrew dark الشَكdoubt يَوماًone day
وَعُلوم إِذا دَجا الشَك يَوماً
كانَwas صُبحاًa morning لِلمعضلاتfor difficult problems وَفَجراand a dawn
كانَ صُبحاً لِلمعضلات وَفَجرا
And learning that, if doubt grows dark one day,
And knowledge - when doubt creeps up one day
Is morning and dawn for difficult questions;
Becomes the dawn for quandaries and daybreak
وَنِظامand verse بِهِin it إِذاwhen خاضَplunged فكريmy thought
وَنِظام بِهِ إِذا خاضَ فكري
مِنof مَعانيthe meanings of بِديعهits wondrous artistry خُضتI plunged into بَحراa sea
مِن مَعاني بِديعه خُضت بَحرا
And verse into which, when my thought ventures,
And order - when my thoughts were adrift
I plunge into a sea of its wondrous meanings.
In its wondrous meanings I swam an ocean
وَمَتىand whenever ماfor emphasis بَداappeared رَأَيناwe see عُقوداًnecklaces
وَمَتى ما بَدا رَأَينا عُقوداً
وَالتَقَطناand we gathered مِنfrom الصحيفةthe page دراpearls
وَالتَقَطنا مِن الصحيفة درا
And whenever it appears, we see necklaces,
And whenever we perceived knots
And gather pearls from the page.
And gleaned pearly wisdoms from the pages
تَتَباهىtake pride بِهِin it الوُرودthe roses وَيَرويand recounts
تَتَباهى بِهِ الوُرود وَيَروي
طيبهits perfume عَنfrom كَتايبranks of الشيحwormwood نَشراa scent
طيبه عَن كَتايب الشيح نَشرا
Roses take pride in it, and there is recounted
The flowers boast of it and its fragrance
By its perfume the scent of ranks of wormwood.
From my beloved's epistles wafts its aroma
فَإِذاso when ماfor emphasis تَلوتهI recited it كَانit was شَهداhoney
فَإِذا ما تَلوته كَان شَهدا
وَإِذاand when ماfor emphasis شَممتهI smelled it كانَit was عطراperfume
وَإِذا ما شَممته كانَ عطرا
For when I recite it, it is honey,
When recited it is like honey
And when I smell it, it is perfume,
When smelled it is utmost fragrance
بِسُطورin lines عَلىupon اللجينsilver أَضاءَتshone
بِسُطور عَلى اللجين أَضاءَت
فَحَكَتand so resembled عسجداًgold مُذاباًmolten وَتبراand unworked gold
فَحَكَت عسجداً مُذاباً وَتبرا
In lines that shone upon silver
In lines on parchment it shone
And so resembled molten gold and unworked gold.
Melting prostrate in devotion and penance
كُلeach لَفظword يَخالهimagines it السَمعthe ear قرطاًan earring
كُل لَفظ يَخاله السَمع قرطاً
فيهِwithin it مَعنىa meaning يَظنهdeems it العَقلthe mind سِحراmagic
فيهِ مَعنى يَظنه العَقل سِحرا
Each word the ear imagines to be an earring;
Each word that hearing deems a pearl
Within it lies a meaning the mind deems magic.
Conceals a meaning that minds deem sorcery
ياO كَليمwounded one الفُؤادthe heart ردapproach عَينa spring of نَظمverse
يا كَليم الفُؤاد رد عَين نَظم
كُلماwhenever ذُقتyou taste كَأسَهاits cup صرتyou become خضراKhidr
كُلما ذُقت كَأسَها صرت خضرا
O wounded-hearted one, approach a spring of verse:
O intimate of my heart return the draft of poetry
Whenever you taste its cup, you become Khidr.
Each time I taste its cup I turn verdant
فَإِذاso when ماfor emphasis بَدَتappears سَفينةa ship of صَبرpatience
فَإِذا ما بَدَت سَفينة صَبر
قُمrise لَهاto it وَاكسرand break السَفينةthe ship كَسراutterly
قُم لَها وَاكسر السَفينة كَسرا
So whenever a ship of patience appears,
And if the ship of patience sets sail
Rise to it, and break the ship utterly.
Arise, break the ship with utmost vehemence
وَبِسَيفand with the sword of الغَرامpassion فَاقتلthen slay غُلاماًa youth
وَبِسَيف الغَرام فَاقتل غُلاماً
لاnot يَرىhe sees فيin هَوىthe love of المُحبينthe lovers عُذراan excuse
لا يَرى في هَوى المُحبين عُذرا
And with the sword of passion, slay a youth
And with love's sword slay the lad
Who sees no excuse for lovers' love.
Who sees no excuse in lovers' fervor
وَأقمand erect لِلصباfor youthful ardor جِدارa wall of غَرامpassion
وَأقم لِلصبا جِدار غَرام
كُلَّماwhenever رُمتyou seek نَقصهits diminution طالَgrew taller قَدراin stature
كُلَّما رُمت نَقصه طالَ قَدرا
And erect for youthful ardor a wall of passion:
And for passion raise a rampart wall
Whenever you seek to lessen it, it grows in stature.
Each time it's fired upon, it surges higher
ياO فَريدpeerless in البَيانeloquence ياO عَينa spring of فَضلexcellence
يا فَريد البَيان يا عَين فَضل
مِنthrough مَعانيهhis meanings ماؤُهاits water صارbecame خَمراwine
مِن مَعانيه ماؤُها صار خَمرا
O peerless in eloquence, O spring of excellence,
O unequaled in eloquence, O eye of merit
Through his meanings, its water has turned to wine.
Whose meanings make its waters wine
ياO كَريمnoble in النجارlineage ياO فرعa branch of دوحa great tree
يا كَريم النجار يا فرع دوح
هُوَhe بِالفَضلof excellence وَالكَمالاتand perfections أَحرىmost deserving
هُوَ بِالفَضل وَالكَمالات أَحرى
O noble in lineage, O branch of a great tree,
O generous carpenter, O branch of loftiness
He is most worthy of excellence and perfection.
He is foremost in grace and virtues
عُمريʿUmarī فَمنso who يُضاهيهmatches him أَصلاًin ancestry
عُمري فَمن يُضاهيه أَصلاً
عَدويʿAdawī وَمَنand who يُباريهrivals him تَجراin trade
عَدوي وَمَن يُباريه تَجرا
ʿUmarī—who can match him in ancestry?
My life - who equals his lineage?
ʿAdawī—and who can rival him in trade?
My foe - who competes with him in nobility?
طَودa mountain of حلمforbearance بِهِbeside it رَساanchored كُلevery فلكship
طَود حلم بِهِ رَسا كُل فلك
فَتملىso it enjoyed بِجودهin his bounty وَاِستَقراand settled
فَتملى بِجوده وَاِستَقرا
A mountain of forbearance, beside which every ship anchors,
His forbearance anchored every sphere
Then basks in his bounty and comes to rest.
His generosity made them stable and stationary
وَسماءand a sky مِنof العُلومlearning أَضاءَتshone
وَسماء مِن العُلوم أَضاءَت
شَمسهاits sun فَاِنثَنَتthen it turned into نُجوماًstars وَبَدراand a full moon
شَمسها فَاِنثَنَت نُجوماً وَبَدرا
And a sky of learning, illuminated
And a sky of knowledge illuminated
By its sun, then transformed into stars and a full moon.
Its sun dimmed the stars and the moon
أَنتَyou طَوَّقتَنيadorned my neck مِنof الدُرpearls عقداًa necklace
أَنتَ طَوَّقتَني مِن الدُر عقداً
فاقَsurpassed فيin نَظمهits stringing القَلائدthe necklaces طراall
فاقَ في نَظمه القَلائد طرا
You have adorned my neck with a necklace of pearls,
You adorned me with a necklace of pearls
Surpassing all necklaces in its stringing.
Surpassing necklaces in its wondrous arrangement
مننfavors لَمdid not أطقI could manage بِهنfor them قِياماًfulfillment
منن لَم أطق بِهن قِياماً
لاno وَلاnor العُمرa lifetime ياO أَخاbrother of العلمlearning شُكراin gratitude
لا وَلا العُمر يا أَخا العلم شُكرا
Favors whose obligations I could not fulfill,
Boons I cannot bear standing
No—not with a lifetime of thanks, O brother in learning.
Nay, nor can life repay you, O peer of knowledge
فَجَزاكso may He reward you لِلإلهfor God خَيرthe finest جَزاءrecompense
فَجَزاك لِلإله خَير جَزاء
وَحَباكand may He grant you الإِلهGod عزاًhonor وَنَصراand victory
وَحَباك الإِله عزاً وَنَصرا
So may God reward you with the finest recompense,
So may God reward you the best reward
And may God bestow on you honor and victory,
And grant you might and triumph from Him
ماas long as رَأَيناwe see صَحائفpages of الشَوقlonging تُبديreveal
ما رَأَينا صَحائف الشَوق تُبدي
مِنof قَوافيthe rhymes of المَديحpraise شَفعاًin pairs وَوتراand singly
مِن قَوافي المَديح شَفعاً وَوترا
As long as we see pages of longing reveal
Never did we see the epistles of longing
Rhymes of praise, in pairs and singly.
Reveal rhyming praises, even or uneven lines
ثُمَّthen لاnot زَالَتcease المَعارفlearning كنزاًa treasure
ثُمَّ لا زَالَت المَعارف كنزاً
وَلِمَنand for whoever أَمseeks داركyour home الرحبspacious ذُخراa reserve
وَلِمَن أَم دارك الرحب ذُخرا
Then may learning never cease to be a treasure,
For your knowledge remains a treasure trove
And a reserve for whoever seeks your spacious home.
And a refuge for whom your abode welcomes
Sol 6.1