لِعَبدَةَbelonging to ʿAbda دارٌa dwelling ماnot تُكَلِّمُناspeaks to us الدارُthe dwelling
لِعَبدَةَ دارٌ ما تُكَلِّمُنا الدارُ
تَلوحُappears مَغانيهاits dwelling sites كَماjust as لاحَappeared أَسطارُlines of writing
تَلوحُ مَغانيها كَما لاحَ أَسطارُ
ʿAbda has a dwelling; the dwelling does not speak to us.
The house of 'Abdat has no voice to speak to us
Its dwelling sites appear like lines of writing.
Its melodies shine like lines of prose
أُسائِلُI question أَحجاراًstones وَنُؤياًand an encircling trench مُهَدَّماًruined
أُسائِلُ أَحجاراً وَنُؤياً مُهَدَّماً
وَكيفَand how يُجيبُanswers القَولَthe speech نُؤيٌan encircling trench وَأَحجارُand stones
وَكيفَ يُجيبُ القَولَ نُؤيٌ وَأَحجارُ
I question stones and a ruined encircling trench.
I question the stones and a ruined dream
And how can a trench and stones answer speech?
How can a dream and stones articulate a response?
فَماso not كَلَّمتَنيit spoke to me دارُهاher dwelling إِذwhen سَأَلتُهاI questioned it
فَما كَلَّمتَني دارُها إِذ سَأَلتُها
وَفيand in كَبِديmy liver كَالنِفطِlike naphtha شُبَّتwas kindled لَهُfor it النارُthe fire
وَفي كَبِدي كَالنِفطِ شُبَّت لَهُ النارُ
So her dwelling did not speak to me when I questioned it,
Her house did not speak when I asked
And within my liver is a blaze like naphtha set alight.
And in my liver, like oil, a fire was kindled for it
وَعِندَand at مَغانيthe dwelling sites دارِهاher dwelling لَوif تَكَلَّمَتit spoke
وَعِندَ مَغاني دارِها لَو تَكَلَّمَت
لِمُكتَئِبٍfor a sorrowful man باديshowing الصَبابَةِardent longing أَخبارُtidings
لِمُكتَئِبٍ بادي الصَبابَةِ أَخبارُ
And at the sites of her dwelling, if it could speak,
If the melodies of her house had spoken
There would be tidings for a sorrowful man whose longing is plain.
There would be news for a melancholic, naive wanderer
تَحَمَّلَpacked up and departed جيرانيmy neighbors فَعَينيso my eye لِبَينِهِمbecause of their parting
تَحَمَّلَ جيراني فَعَيني لِبَينِهِم
تَفيضُoverflows بِتَهتانٍwith streaming tears إِذاwhenever لاحَتِappeared الدارُthe dwelling
تَفيضُ بِتَهتانٍ إِذا لاحَتِ الدارُ
My neighbors departed, so my eye, at their parting,
My neighbors endured me, while my eyes
Overflows with streaming tears whenever the dwelling appears.
Overflowed with madness when the house appeared
بَكَيتُI wept عَلىfor مَنthe one كُنتُI used to أَحظىI enjoy بِقُربِهِwith his nearness
بَكَيتُ عَلى مَن كُنتُ أَحظى بِقُربِهِ
وَحَقَّand came true الَّذيwhat حاذَرتُI feared بِالأَمسِyesterday إِذwhen سارواthey departed
وَحَقَّ الَّذي حاذَرتُ بِالأَمسِ إِذ ساروا
I wept for the one whose nearness I once enjoyed,
I wept for the one whose company I enjoyed
And what I feared yesterday came true when they departed.
For the right I had feared yesterday when they walked away
Sol 6.1