تَبوحُspeak openly دُموعيmy tears وَاللِسانُwhile the tongue صَموتُis silent
تَبوحُ دُموعي وَاللِسانُ صَموتُ
وَيَحيىand lives غَراميmy passion وَالعَزاءُwhile consolation يَموتُdies
وَيَحيى غَرامي وَالعَزاءُ يَموتُ
My tears speak out while my tongue is silent;
and my passion lives while consolation dies.
وَقائِلَةٍand a woman saying ليto me كَيفَhow بِتَّyou passed the night فَقُلتُso I said مَنone who
وَقائِلَةٍ لي كَيفَ بِتَّ فَقُلتُ مَن
تُفارِقُهُforsake him الأَحبابُthe loved ones كَيفَhow يَبيتُdoes he pass the night
تُفارِقُهُ الأَحبابُ كَيفَ يَبيتُ
A woman asked me, “How did you pass the night?” I said, “One
whose loved ones forsake him—how can he pass the night?”
رَأَيتُI saw الهَوىlove بيwith me قاذِفاًhurling قَعرَthe bottom of هُوَّةِan abyss of الthe (continued on the next line)
رَأَيتُ الهَوى بي قاذِفاً قَعرَ هُوَّةِ ال
هَوانِabasement بِهاinto it أَهوَيتُI plunged مُنذُever since هَويتُI fell in love
هَوانِ بِها أَهوَيتُ مُنذُ هَويتُ
I saw love hurling me to the bottom of the abyss of
abasement, into which I have plunged ever since I fell in love.
وَمُسفرةٍand a radiant-faced woman كَالشَمسِlike the sun فيin رَونَقِthe splendor of الضُحىforenoon
وَمُسفرةٍ كَالشَمسِ في رَونَقِ الضُحى
أَرَتنيshe showed me اِفتِرارَa smile الثَغرِthe mouth وَهوَwhile it was شَتيتُspaced apart
أَرَتني اِفتِرارَ الثَغرِ وَهوَ شَتيتُ
And a radiant woman, like the sun in the splendor of forenoon,
showed me her smiling mouth, with its spaced teeth.
كَأَنَّas though بِفيهاin her mouth قَرقَفاًwine بابليةًBabylonian
كَأَنَّ بِفيها قَرقَفاً بابليةً
تَضَوَّعَbreathed fragrance مِنهاfrom it المِسكُthe musk وَهوَwhile it was فَتيتُfinely crushed
تَضَوَّعَ مِنها المِسكُ وَهوَ فَتيتُ
As though her mouth held Babylonian wine,
from which powdered musk breathed its fragrance.
تَراءَتshe appeared فَقالَتthen she said وَالرِكابُwhile the riding camels مُناخَةٌwere made to kneel
تَراءَت فَقالَت وَالرِكابُ مُناخَةٌ
وَلِلبَينِand parting has رَوعاتٌterrors بِهِنَّby them دُهيتُI was stricken
وَلِلبَينِ رَوعاتٌ بِهِنَّ دُهيتُ
She appeared and spoke while the riding camels knelt,
and parting held terrors by which I was stricken:
تَزَوَّدtake provisions فَهَذيfor these العيسُthe pale camels تَجدَحُare being saddled (uncertain reading) لِلنوىfor departure
تَزَوَّد فَهَذي العيسُ تَجدَحُ لِلنوى
فَقُلتُso I said لَهاto her إِنif صَحَّis true ذاكَthat عُنيتُI am afflicted
فَقُلتُ لَها إِن صَحَّ ذاكَ عُنيتُ
“Take your provision: these pale camels are being saddled for departure.”
So I said to her, “If that is true, I am afflicted.”
فَقالَتthen she said أَتَرضىwill you be content أَنthat أُقيمَI stay وَأَنَّنيand that I
فَقالَت أَتَرضى أَن أُقيمَ وَأَنَّني
أَصُدُّI turn away مَتىwhenever أَلقاكَI meet you قُلتُI said رَضيتُI consent
أَصُدُّ مَتى أَلقاكَ قُلتُ رَضيتُ
She said, “Will you accept that I stay, even though I
turn away whenever I meet you?” I said, “I accept.”
فَقالَتthen she said وَماand not قُربُthe nearness of الدِيارِthe dwellings بِنافِعٍof use
فَقالَت وَما قُربُ الدِيارِ بِنافِعٍ
إِذاif أَناI بِالإِعراضِon turning away عَنكَfrom you غريتُI am intent
إِذا أَنا بِالإِعراضِ عَنكَ غريتُ
She said, “The nearness of dwellings is of no use
if I am bent on turning away from you.”
فَقُلتُso I said بَلىyes, indeed للقُربُsurely nearness خَيرٌis better مِنَthan النَوىseparation
فَقُلتُ بَلى للقُربُ خَيرٌ مِنَ النَوى
لِأَنّيbecause I إِذاif شَطَّlies far away المَزارُthe meeting-place نُسيتُam forgotten
لِأَنّي إِذا شَطَّ المَزارُ نُسيتُ
So I said, “Yes, nearness is surely better than separation,
for when the meeting-place lies far away, I am forgotten.”
فَقالَتthen she said لَقَدindeed أَلقىhas laid الهَوىlove عِبئَهُits burden عَلىupon
فَقالَت لَقَد أَلقى الهَوى عِبئَهُ عَلى
فُؤادِكَyour heart مُجتاحاًlaying waste وَأَنتَwhile you ثَبوتُare steadfast
فُؤادِكَ مُجتاحاً وَأَنتَ ثَبوتُ
She said, “Love has indeed laid its burden upon
your heart, ravaging it, yet you stand firm.”
فَقُلتُso I said أَجَلindeed إِنif كانَتِwas العَينُthe eye كُحِّلَتlined with kohl
فَقُلتُ أَجَل إِن كانَتِ العَينُ كُحِّلَت
بِأَحسَنَwith something more beautiful مِنكُمthan you مَنظَراًin appearance فَعَميتُthen may I go blind
بِأَحسَنَ مِنكُم مَنظَراً فَعَميتُ
I said, “Indeed! If my eye has ever been kohled
with a sight more beautiful than you, may I go blind!”
فَلَبَّيتُso I answered بِالشَكوىwith lamentation قَساوَةَthe hardness of قَلبِهاher heart
فَلَبَّيتُ بِالشَكوى قَساوَةَ قَلبِها
إِلىuntil أَنthat عَرَتهاovertook her أَنَّةٌa moan وَخُفوتُand a hush
إِلى أَن عَرَتها أَنَّةٌ وَخُفوتُ
So I answered the hardness of her heart with lamentation,
until a moan and a hush overtook her.
وَقالَتand she said عَزيزٌpainful ياO حَبيبيmy beloved عَلَيَّfor me أَنthat
وَقالَت عَزيزٌ يا حَبيبي عَلَيَّ أَن
تُراعَyou should be frightened وَلَكِنand yet عَنfrom رِضاكَyour satisfaction نُهيتُI was forbidden
تُراعَ وَلَكِن عَن رِضاكَ نُهيتُ
And she said, “It pains me, my beloved, that
you should be frightened; but I have been forbidden to please you.”
وَقالَتand she said رُوَيداًbe patient لَنwill not يَفوتَpass by لِقاؤُناour meeting
وَقالَت رُوَيداً لَن يَفوتَ لِقاؤُنا
فَقُلتُso I said بَلىyes, it will أَلقىI shall meet الرَدىdeath فَيَفوتُso it will pass by
فَقُلتُ بَلى أَلقى الرَدى فَيَفوتُ
And she said, “Be patient; our meeting will not pass us by.”
I said, “It will: I shall meet death, and it will pass me by.”
وَلَمّاand when دَعىcalled داعيthe herald of النَوىdeparture بِفِراقِناfor our parting
وَلَمّا دَعى داعي النَوى بِفِراقِنا
كَأَنّيas though I إِلىto شُربِdrinking الحمامِdeath دُعيتُwas summoned
كَأَنّي إِلى شُربِ الحمامِ دُعيتُ
And when the herald of departure called for our parting,
it was as though I had been summoned to drink death.
وَقَدand indeed سارَتِdeparted الأَقمارُthe moons فَوقَatop هَوادِجٍhowdahs
وَقَد سارَتِ الأَقمارُ فَوقَ هَوادِجٍ
نعِمتُI found bliss بِهاin them يَومَon the day of النَوىdeparture وَشَقيتُand I suffered
نعِمتُ بِها يَومَ النَوى وَشَقيتُ
And the moons departed atop howdahs;
I found bliss in them on the day of parting, and suffered.
وَسُلَّتand were drawn سُيوفٌswords مِنfrom لِحاظٍglances بِحَدِّهاby their edge
وَسُلَّت سُيوفٌ مِن لِحاظٍ بِحَدِّها
بُريتُI was worn away وَلَوand if ذُقتُI had tasted اللَمىthe lips’ dusky hue لَبَريتُI would have healed
بُريتُ وَلَو ذُقتُ اللَمى لَبَريتُ
And swords were drawn from glances; by their edge
I was worn away—yet had I tasted her dusky lips, I would have healed.
وَسارواand they journeyed وَأَصواتُand the voices of الحُداةِthe singing camel-drivers كَأَنَّهاas though they were
وَساروا وَأَصواتُ الحُداةِ كَأَنَّها
مَكاوٍbranding irons عَلىupon قَلبيmy heart بِهِنَّwith them كُويتُI was branded
مَكاوٍ عَلى قَلبي بِهِنَّ كُويتُ
And they journeyed on, and the camel-drivers’ voices were like
branding irons upon my heart, with which I was branded.
هُمthey خَلَّفونيleft me behind لاno مَحالَةَescape مَيِّتاًdead
هُم خَلَّفوني لا مَحالَةَ مَيِّتاً
وَمِنand from دونِless than وَجديmy anguish مَنone who يُحِبُّloves يَموتُdies
وَمِن دونِ وَجدي مَن يُحِبُّ يَموتُ
They left me behind, dead beyond all doubt;
and a lover dies of less anguish than mine.
Sol 6.1