Sol 6.1

  1. إِطمَح بِطَرفِكَ هَل تَرى

    إِلّا مُصاباً أَو مُعَزّى

    Raise your gaze—do you see

    any but the bereaved or the consoled?

  2. نَأبى التَعَزّي ثُمَّ يُل

    حِقُنا الزَمانُ بِمَن تَعَزّى

    We refuse consolation; then

    time joins us to those who have found solace.

  3. أَغدو وَراءَ الذاهِبي

    نَ تَهُزُّني الزَفَراتُ هَزّا

    In the morning I follow the departed,

    deep sighs shaking me violently,

  4. لا ناظِراً أَثَراً وَلا

    مُتَوَجِّساً لِلقَومِ رِزّا

    seeing no trace, nor

    hearing the faintest sound from them.

  5. أَبكي ظُبىً فُجِعَت يَدي

    مِنها بِأَصدَقِها مَهَزّا

    I weep for blades; my hand was bereft

    of the surest of them when wielded.

  6. قَد كُنتُ صُلبَ العودِ لا

    يَجني الزَمانُ عَلَيَّ غَمزا

    Once I was of sturdy timber; no

    dent could time inflict upon me,

  7. حَتّى مَضى بِكُمُ يَؤُزُّ

    كُمُ القَضاءُ الجَدُّ أَزّا

    until it bore you away, while

    stern fate drove you relentlessly.

  8. لَم أَستَطِع مَنعاً فَيا

    لِلَّهِ عَزماً عادَ عَجزا

    I could not prevent it—O

    God, how resolve has turned to helplessness!

  9. هَل غادَروا إِلّا حَشاً

    قَلِقاً وَقَلباً مُستَفَزّا

    Have they left anything but a breast

    in anguish, and a heart in turmoil?

  10. أُمسي كَأَنَّ مِنَ القَنا

    بِأَضالِعي قَرعاً وَوَخزا

    I pass the evening as though spears

    were pounding and piercing my ribs.

  11. يا ثانِياً لِلنَفسِ بَل

    يا ثالِثَ العَينَينِ عِزّا

    O you, my second self—nay,

    O third, as dear as my two eyes!

  12. عُضوٌ عَشَّت فيهِ المَنِ

    يَّةُ ما أَجَلَّ وَما أَعَزّا

    A limb where death has nested—

    how noble, and how dearly prized!

  13. عَزَّ الحِمامُ عَلَيكَ إِ

    نَّ القِرنَ إِن ما عَزَّ بَزّا

    Death prevailed over you; indeed,

    a foe, if he prevails, takes the spoils.