أَرسلْتُI sent عنّيin my stead النَّرْجِسَthe narcissus الغَضَّfresh الذيwhich
أَرسلْتُ عنّي النَّرْجِسَ الغَضَّ الذي
بِفُتُورهِin its languor تَتَشبَّهُimitate الأَحداقُthe pupils
بِفُتُورهِ تَتَشبَّهُ الأَحداقُ
I sent in my stead the fresh narcissus, whose
I sent the narcissus with languid eyes,
Languor the eyes imitate,
Whose drooping lids mimic drowsy gazes,
لِتَكونَso that it may be ليfor me عَيْناًan eye علَىon مَنwhoever لَمْdid not يَجِدْfeel
لِتَكونَ لي عَيْناً علَى مَن لَمْ يَجِدْ
شَوْقاًlonging إليَّfor me وَمَنand whoever غدَاcame to يَشتاقُyearn
شَوْقاً إليَّ وَمَن غدَا يَشتاقُ
So it might be my eye on whoever felt no
To watch over one who finds in me no yearning,
Longing for me, and whoever has come to yearn.
And tell of one who now longs and craves.
وَبَنفسجٌand a violet يَحكيresembles بِزُرْقةِwith the blueness of لَوْنهِits color
وَبَنفسجٌ يَحكي بِزُرْقةِ لَوْنهِ
عَيناًan eye فذاكَand that بِنُورِهاby its light الورَّاقُal-Warraq
عَيناً فذاكَ بِنُورِها الورَّاقُ
And a violet, with its blue hue, resembles
The violet with its blue hinting of an eye
An eye—and that, by its light, is al-Warraq.
Speaks of one whose radiant sight gives joy.
Sol 6.1