أَلاah رُبَّmany a واشٍslanderer فيin هَواكَlove for you وَلاحيand a reproacher
أَلا رُبَّ واشٍ في هَواكَ وَلاحي
رَدَدتُهُماI rebuffed them both لَمdid not يَظفَراthey both prevail بِفَلاحِwith success
رَدَدتُهُما لَم يَظفَرا بِفَلاحِ
Ah, many a slanderer and reproacher of my love for you—
Alas! Many a whisperer in your love, my blamer,
I rebuffed them both; they met with no success.
I have repelled, but they have not attained salvation.
فَياso, O مَنyou who جِهاتيmy directions الستُّthe six مَشغولَةٌoccupied بِهِwith him
فَيا مَن جِهاتي الستُّ مَشغولَةٌ بِهِ
أَجَلyes وَفَساديand my ruin عِندَهُwith him وَصَلاحيand my well-being
أَجَل وَفَسادي عِندَهُ وَصَلاحي
So, O you who occupy all six of my directions,
So O you whose sides are occupied with him,
Yes, with him lie my ruin and my well-being.
My excellence and corruption are with him, and my success.
عِذاراكَyour two sideburns رَيحانيmy basil وَعَيناكَand your two eyes نَرجِسيmy narcissi
عِذاراكَ رَيحاني وَعَيناكَ نَرجِسي
وَخَدّاكَand your two cheeks تُفّاحيmy apples وَريقُكَand your saliva راحيmy wine
وَخَدّاكَ تُفّاحي وَريقُكَ راحي
Your sideburns are my basil, and your eyes my narcissi;
Your excuse is my basil, and your eyes my narcissus,
And your cheeks are my apples, your saliva my wine.
And your cheek my apple, and your saliva my comfort.
وَصُدغاكَand your two temple-locks لَيليmy night إِنif هَمَمتُI intend بِخَلوَةٍfor seclusion
وَصُدغاكَ لَيلي إِن هَمَمتُ بِخَلوَةٍ
فَلاthen do not تَبتَسِمsmile يُشرِقshines ضِياءُthe radiance of صَباحيmy morning
فَلا تَبتَسِم يُشرِق ضِياءُ صَباحي
And your temple-locks are my night; if I seek seclusion,
And your cheeks my night, if I crave solitude,
Then do not smile, lest my morning's radiance dawn.
So do not smile, the light of my dawn will shine.
فَياso, O لَكَfor you طيباًfragrance أَنبَتَhas sprouted الوَردَroses خَدُّهُhis cheek
فَيا لَكَ طيباً أَنبَتَ الوَردَ خَدُّهُ
لَدَىduring رَعيِهِhis grazing on فيin الكَأسِthe cup نَورَthe blossoms of أَقاحِdaisies
لَدَى رَعيِهِ في الكَأسِ نَورَ أَقاحِ
So, how fragrant you are! His cheek has sprouted roses
O, how good you are! Your cheek grew roses
As he grazes on daisy-blossoms in the cup.
At the sight of him in the cup the light of sparks.
قَوامُكَyour stature سَلّابُdespoiler of الرِماحِthe spears اِهتِزازَهاtheir swaying
قَوامُكَ سَلّابُ الرِماحِ اِهتِزازَها
وَحَشوُand the contents of الجُفونِthe eyelids السودِthe black بيضُbright صِفاحِsword-blades
وَحَشوُ الجُفونِ السودِ بيضُ صِفاحِ
Your stature robs the spears of their sway,
Your stature makes spears quiver by its wavering,
And the black eyelids hold bright sword-blades.
And the blackness of eyelids the whiteness of shining.
رَمَتناstruck us سِهامُthe arrows of اللَّحظِthe gaze عَنfrom قَوسِthe bow of حاجِبٍan eyebrow
رَمَتنا سِهامُ اللَّحظِ عَن قَوسِ حاجِبٍ
سِهامُكِyour arrows ريشَتwere fletched مِنfrom جَناحِthe wing of نَجاحِsuccess
سِهامُكِ ريشَت مِن جَناحِ نَجاحِ
Arrows of the gaze struck us from an eyebrow's bow;
The glances' arrows missed from the bow of an eyebrow,
Your arrows were fletched from the wing of success.
Your arrows are feathered with the wing of success.
إِلىto اللَهِGod نَشكوwe complain مِنof جَوىًburning heartache بِقلوبِناin our hearts
إِلى اللَهِ نَشكو مِن جَوىً بِقلوبِنا
لِنَفثِbecause of the spell-breath of مَريضاتِlanguid ones الجُفونِthe eyelids صِحاحِsound
لِنَفثِ مَريضاتِ الجُفونِ صِحاحِ
To God we complain of burning heartache in our hearts,
To God we complain of a heart's burning
From the spell-breath of sound eyes with languid lids.
From the breath of sick eyelids' recovery.
وَلَمand did not نَرَwe see تُركِياًa Turk سِواكَexcept you مُبارِزاًa duelist
وَلَم نَرَ تُركِياً سِواكَ مُبارِزاً
يُجَدِّلُfells أَبطالاًchampions بِغَيرِwithout سِلاحِa weapon
يُجَدِّلُ أَبطالاً بِغَيرِ سِلاحِ
Nor have we seen a Turk but you, a duelist
We have not seen a Turk but you as a challenger
Who fells champions without a weapon.
Debating heroes without other weaponry.
وَمَنand whoever تَكُنِis الإِسفِنطُspiced wine فيin فيهِhis mouth ريقَةًsaliva
وَمَن تَكُنِ الإِسفِنطُ في فيهِ ريقَةً
فَأَجفانُهُthen his eyelids سَكرىdrunk وَهُنَّyet they صَواحيsober
فَأَجفانُهُ سَكرى وَهُنَّ صَواحي
And whoever has spiced wine for saliva in his mouth—
He whose breath is myrrh, his eyelids will be drunk,
Then his eyelids are drunk, though they are sober.
And they are merry though losing consciousness.
فُؤاديmy heart بِسُمرِfor the brown-skinned ones of التُركِthe Turks لاno شَكَّdoubt هائِمٌmadly in love
فُؤادي بِسُمرِ التُركِ لا شَكَّ هائِمٌ
فَدَعنِيَso spare me مِنfrom بيضٍfair-skinned ones كَبيضِlike the eggs of أَداحيostrich nests
فَدَعنِيَ مِن بيضٍ كَبيضِ أَداحي
My heart is, without doubt, in love with the brown-skinned Turks;
My heart is surely obsessed with your Turkish charm,
So spare me the fair-skinned ones, like eggs in ostrich nests.
So leave me with eggs like the eggs of ostriches.
فَماfor never بَلَغَتreached قِدماًin times past صَواحِبُthe female companions of يوسُفٍJoseph
فَما بَلَغَت قِدماً صَواحِبُ يوسُفٍ
مَداهُhis level فَخُذso take جِداًin earnest بِغَيرِwithout مِزاحِjesting
مَداهُ فَخُذ جِداً بِغَيرِ مِزاحِ
For Joseph's female companions never, in times past, reached
The friends of Joseph never reached his extent,
His level; so take this in earnest, without jest.
So take it seriously without joking.
أَلَمhave you not تَرَseen ذُكرانَthe males of الطَواويسِthe peacocks عِندَهاbeside them الthe
أَلَم تَرَ ذُكرانَ الطَواويسِ عِندَها ال
إِناثُfemales قِباحٌugly قوبِلَتwere compared بِمِلاحِwith handsome ones
إِناثُ قِباحٌ قوبِلَت بِمِلاحِ
Have you not seen the male peacocks? Beside them, the
Do you not see the male peacocks with them
Females are ugly, compared with handsome ones.
Ugly females encountered with salt.
وَماand not أَناI فيin هاتاthis one (feminine) وَلاnor ذاكَthat one (masculine) راغِبٌdesirous
وَما أَنا في هاتا وَلا ذاكَ راغِبٌ
أَبَتrefused فيin التَصابيyouthful dalliance أَنto تَهُبَّblow رِياحيmy winds
أَبَت في التَصابي أَن تَهُبَّ رِياحي
Yet I desire neither this woman nor that man;
I neither desire this nor that,
My winds have refused to blow in youthful dalliance.
The winds refused to blow away my worries.
Sol 6.1