آبَreturned لَيليmy night لَيتَwould that لَيليmy night لَمdid not يَأُبreturn
آبَ لَيلي لَيتَ لَيلي لَم يَأُب
إِنَّماnothing but اللَيلُthe night عَناءٌtorment لِلوَصِبfor the ailing
إِنَّما اللَيلُ عَناءٌ لِلوَصِب
My night has returned—would that my night had not returned!
My night has turned away, if only my night had not turned away
Night is nothing but torment for the ailing.
The night is but distress for the sleepless one
أَرقُبُI watch اللَيلَthe night كَأَنّيas though I واجِدٌfinding
أَرقُبُ اللَيلَ كَأَنّي واجِدٌ
راحَةًrest فيin الصُبحِthe dawn مِنfrom جَهدِthe strain of التَعَبweariness
راحَةً في الصُبحِ مِن جَهدِ التَعَب
I watch the night as though I would find
I anticipate the night as if I will find
rest at dawn from the strain of weariness.
Relief in the morning from the toil of fatigue
وَلَقَدand indeed أَعلَمُI know أَنّيthat I مُصبِحٌentering the morning
وَلَقَد أَعلَمُ أَنّي مُصبِحٌ
مِثلَماjust as أَمسَيتُI was at evening إِنif لَمnot تَحتَسِبyou take account
مِثلَما أَمسَيتُ إِن لَم تَحتَسِب
And well I know that I shall greet the morning
And I know well that I will wake up
as I was at evening, if you take no heed.
Just as I slept, if she does not reconcile
فَأَرَتنيthen she showed me ثُمَّthen شَطَّتshe went far away شَطَّةًa great distance
فَأَرَتني ثُمَّ شَطَّت شَطَّةً
تَرَكَتshe left قَلبيmy heart إِلَيهاtoward her يَضطَرِبthrobbing
تَرَكَت قَلبي إِلَيها يَضطَرِب
Then she showed herself to me, then went so far away
So she bid me farewell, then made a sudden move
that she left my heart throbbing toward her.
Leaving my heart to her in turmoil
ماhow أَقَلَّscant is الصَبرَpatience عَنهاaway from her بَعدَماafter
ما أَقَلَّ الصَبرَ عَنها بَعدَما
كَثُرَتhave multiplied فيناabout us أَحاديثُthe tales of العَرَبthe Arabs
كَثُرَت فينا أَحاديثُ العَرَب
How little patience there is without her, now that
How little patience remains after what
the Arabs' tales about us have multiplied.
Our conversations have multiplied, O Arabs!
قِرَّrejoice عَيناًin the eye بِحَبيبٍat a beloved نَظرَةًa glimpse
قِرَّ عَيناً بِحَبيبٍ نَظرَةً
لاnot يُقِرُّgladdens العَينَthe eye إِلّاexcept ماwhat تُحِبyou love
لا يُقِرُّ العَينَ إِلّا ما تُحِب
Let your eye rejoice in one glimpse of a beloved;
Rest your eyes a little while gazing
nothing gladdens the eye except what you love.
At a beloved, only what you love rests the eyes
وَكَلَتshe set upon بيme جارَتيmy female neighbor أَسهودَةًa dire affliction
وَكَلَت بي جارَتي أَسهودَةً
شَرَّthe worst of ماwhat وُكِّلَwas set upon بِالجارِthe neighbor الجُنُبunrelated
شَرَّ ما وُكِّلَ بِالجارِ الجُنُب
My neighbor set a dire affliction upon me,
And she left me struggling with a swarthy neighbor
the worst ever set upon an unrelated neighbor.
The worst that can happen to a neighbor is to fall in love
وَنَصيحَينِand two well-wishers أَلَمّاcalled باكِراًearly
وَنَصيحَينِ أَلَمّا باكِراً
بِطَبيبٍwith a physician وَطَبيبيwhile my physician المُجتَنَبthe one kept away
بِطَبيبٍ وَطَبيبي المُجتَنَب
And two well-wishers called early
And two well-wishers have blamed me since early morning
with a physician—while my physician is kept away.
With a doctor, yet my doctor is to be avoided
سَأَلانيthe two asked me وَصفَa description of ماwhat أَلقىI endure وَلاand not
سَأَلاني وَصفَ ما أَلقى وَلا
أَستَطيعُI am able الوَصفَthe description إِنّيindeed I مُكتَئِبdespondent
أَستَطيعُ الوَصفَ إِنّي مُكتَئِب
They asked me to describe what I endure, but I am not
They asked me to describe what I was going through but
able to describe it; I am despondent.
I cannot describe, as I am feeling gloomy
غَيرَexcept أَنّيthat I قُلتُsaid فيin response to قَولِهِماtheir words
غَيرَ أَنّي قُلتُ في قَولِهِما
قَولَةًa remark أَخفَيتُهاI concealed it كَالمُنتَيِبlike one sobbing
قَولَةً أَخفَيتُها كَالمُنتَيِب
Only, in reply to their words, I uttered
Except I said to them something
a word I kept low, like one sobbing.
I hid like a little rabbit
بَيَّناthe two made clear مِنof قُربِهِhis nearness ليfor me حاجَةًa need
بَيَّنا مِن قُربِهِ لي حاجَةً
ثُمَّthen لاnot يَقرُبُhe draws near وَالدارُwhile the house صَقَبclose by
ثُمَّ لا يَقرُبُ وَالدارُ صَقَب
The two made plain my need for his nearness,
Clarifying my need to be near,
yet he does not draw near, though the house is close.
Yet he does not come close though the house is deserted
ياO خَليلَيَّmy two friends أَلِمّاcall, you two بيon me بِهاwith her
يا خَليلَيَّ أَلِمّا بي بِها
نَظرَةًa glimpse ثُمَّthen سَلانيask me, you two عَنabout وَصَبsickness
نَظرَةً ثُمَّ سَلاني عَن وَصَب
My two friends, call on me with her
O my dear friend, show me her
for one glimpse, then ask me about my sickness.
Just for a glance, then ask me of my torment
شُغِلَتwas distracted نَفسِيَmy soul عَنfrom وَصفِdescribing الهَوىlove
شُغِلَت نَفسِيَ عَن وَصفِ الهَوى
بِاِشتِياقيby my yearning أَنthat أَراهاI see her وَطَرَبand rapture
بِاِشتِياقي أَن أَراها وَطَرَب
My soul is distracted from describing love
My soul was too preoccupied with yearning to see her to describe this passion
by my yearning to see her and by rapture.
So stop blaming me, for I am a lover
فَاِترُكاso leave, you two لَوميblaming me فَإِنّيfor I am عاشِقٌa lover
فَاِترُكا لَومي فَإِنّي عاشِقٌ
كَتَبَhas written اللَهُGod عَلَيهِupon him ماwhat كَتَبHe has written
كَتَبَ اللَهُ عَلَيهِ ما كَتَب
So cease, you two, reproaching me, for I am a lover
God has written upon him what He has written
for whom God has written what He has written.
And I said to my heart when it did not find
وَلَقَدand indeed قُلتُI said لِقَلبيto my heart خالِياًalone
وَلَقَد قُلتُ لِقَلبي خالِياً
حينَwhen لَمdid not يَلقَfind هَواهاher love وَدَأَبand it persevered
حينَ لَم يَلقَ هَواها وَدَأَب
And I said to my heart in solitude,
Solace in loving her and insisted
when it found no love from her, yet kept striving:
O you who aspires for her even after this, why do you care what trouble lies ahead
أَيُّهاO you الناصِبُtoiling one فيin تَطلابِهاpursuit of her
أَيُّها الناصِبُ في تَطلابِها
بَعدَafter هَذاthis ماnot تُباليyou care ماwhat نَصَبhardship
بَعدَ هَذا ما تُبالي ما نَصَب
O you who toil in seeking her,
No one intends what is right except a well-wisher
after all this, you care not what hardship comes.
And none wishes you killed except one who is hostile
لاnot يُريدُdesires الرُشدَright guidance إِلّاexcept ناصِحٌa well-wisher
لا يُريدُ الرُشدَ إِلّا ناصِحٌ
وَيَليand undertakes قَتلَكَkilling you إِلّاexcept مَنone who تَعِبhas grown weary
وَيَلي قَتلَكَ إِلّا مَن تَعِب
Only a well-wisher seeks right guidance;
Give the same measure to whoever alienates you
and none undertakes your killing but one grown weary.
And if he draws near in affection, then draw near too
كِلmeasure out لِمَنto whoever يُقصيكَkeeps you away مِثلاًthe like of صاعَهُhis grain-measure
كِل لِمَن يُقصيكَ مِثلاً صاعَهُ
وَإِذاand if قارَبَhe draws near وُدّاًin affection فَاِقتَرِبthen draw near
وَإِذا قارَبَ وُدّاً فَاِقتَرِب
Measure out to whoever shuns you the like of his own measure;
Bear patiently with whoever has tasted
and if he draws near in affection, draw near.
What you have not, for none can cure sickness except one who has recovered
وَاِلقَand seek out مَنone who قَدalready ذاقَhas tasted فيماin what لَمhas not يَذُقtasted
وَاِلقَ مَن قَد ذاقَ فيما لَم يَذُق
لاnot يُداويtreats السُقمَsickness إِلّاexcept مَنone who يَطِبknows medicine
لا يُداوي السُقمَ إِلّا مَن يَطِب
And seek one who has tasted, in matters still untasted;
She killed me but my heart refused
only one skilled in healing can cure sickness.
What it obligated me until I fell in love
قَتَلَتنيshe killed me فَأَبىyet refused قَلبيmy heart وَقَدthough already
قَتَلَتني فَأَبى قَلبي وَقَد
آنَgrew weary ماnot كَلَّفَنيit burdened me حَتّىuntil أَحَبit loved
آنَ ما كَلَّفَني حَتّى أَحَب
She killed me, yet my heart would not yield, though already
So she is helpless when she turns away
weary; it had not burdened me until it fell in love.
And when she comes face to face, she is veiled
فَهيَfor she is عَجزاءُample-hipped إِذاwhen ماan emphatic particle أَدبَرَتshe turns away
فَهيَ عَجزاءُ إِذا ما أَدبَرَت
وَإِذاand when ماan emphatic particle أَقبَلَتshe faces forward فيهاin her قَبَبslenderness of waist
وَإِذا ما أَقبَلَت فيها قَبَب
For she is ample-hipped when she turns away,
No eye has seen, between Jumada and Rajab
and when she faces you, her waist is slender.
An allurement like hers
لَمhas not تَرَseen العَينُthe eye لِعَينٍfor an eye فِتنَةًan enchantment
لَم تَرَ العَينُ لِعَينٍ فِتنَةً
مِثلَهاlike her بَينَbetween جُمادىJumada وَرَجَبand Rajab
مِثلَها بَينَ جُمادى وَرَجَب
The eye has never seen an enchantment for the eye
She has led me astray with a delicate body
like her, between Jumada and Rajab.
And an amazing garment - what an amazement!
تَيَّمَتنيshe enslaved me بِقَوامٍwith a stature خُرعُبٍtall and supple
تَيَّمَتني بِقَوامٍ خُرعُبٍ
وَبِدَلٍّand with coquetry عَجَبٍwondrous ياoh لَلعَجَبwhat a wonder
وَبِدَلٍّ عَجَبٍ يا لَلعَجَب
She enslaved me with a tall, supple form,
The image of the sun was dimmed by her face
and with wondrous coquetry—oh, what a wonder!
Beyond my hazel eyes gazing from the face veil
صورَةُthe likeness of الشَمسِthe sun جَلَتshone forth عَنfrom وَجهِهاher face
صورَةُ الشَمسِ جَلَت عَن وَجهِها
بَعدَafter عَينَيthe two eyes of جُؤذَرٍan oryx calf فيwithin المُنتَقَبthe face-veil
بَعدَ عَينَي جُؤذَرٍ في المُنتَقَب
The sun's likeness shone out from her face,
The sweetness of her gaze is a cheap commodity
after an oryx calf's two eyes within the veil.
Her beauty has decreed that she be praised
حُلوَةُsweet المَنظَرِin appearance رَيّاfull-fleshed رَخصَةٌtender
حُلوَةُ المَنظَرِ رَيّا رَخصَةٌ
بَعَثَprovoked الحُسنُbeauty عَلَيهاagainst her أَنthat تُسَبshe be reviled
بَعَثَ الحُسنُ عَلَيها أَن تُسَب
Sweet to behold, full-fleshed and tender,
She feels secure from fate and has no hope
her beauty has called down insults upon her.
That there will be relief from what that liar has spun for us
تَأمَنُshe feels safe from الدَهرَTime وَلاand does not تَرجوhope لَناfor us
تَأمَنُ الدَهرَ وَلا تَرجو لَنا
فَرَجاًrelief مِمّاfrom what بِناafflicts us ذاكَthat الكَذِبfalsehood
فَرَجاً مِمّا بِنا ذاكَ الكَذِب
She feels safe from Time, and does not hope for us
How many like her we saw safely ensconced
relief from what afflicts us—that is delusion.
While fate turned against them in an instant!
كَمhow many رَأَيناwe have seen مِثلَهاlike her فيin مَأمَنٍsafety
كَم رَأَينا مِثلَها في مَأمَنٍ
قَلَبَturned الدَهرُTime عَلَيهِagainst him فَاِنقَلَبso he was overturned
قَلَبَ الدَهرُ عَلَيهِ فَاِنقَلَب
How often have we seen one like her secure,
No day after today should fool you,
then Time turned against him, and he was overturned.
Shout! For fate dozes off and lightly sleeps
لاdo not let يَغُرَّنَّكَdeceive you يَومٌa day مِنabout غَدٍtomorrow
لا يَغُرَّنَّكَ يَومٌ مِن غَدٍ
صاحِmy friend إِنَّindeed الدَهرَTime يُغفيdozes وَيَهُبand wakes
صاحِ إِنَّ الدَهرَ يُغفي وَيَهُب
Let no day deceive you about tomorrow,
It turns away to its wont
my friend: Time dozes and wakes.
And when it pounces, revenues flow forth
صادِhumor ذاone bearing ضِغنٍa grudge إِلىuntil غِرَّتِهِhis unguarded moment
صادِ ذا ضِغنٍ إِلى غِرَّتِهِ
وَإِذاand when دَرَّتyields milk لَبونٌa milk-giving she-camel فَاِحتَلِبthen milk
وَإِذا دَرَّت لَبونٌ فَاِحتَلِب
Humor a man of malice until his unguarded moment;
However pure it may seem, the livelihood
and when a she-camel yields milk, milk her.
Of one who wakes to be plundered by office holders is not pure
لَيسَis not بِالصافيclear وَإِنeven if صَفَّيتَهُyou purify it
لَيسَ بِالصافي وَإِن صَفَّيتَهُ
عَيشُthe life of مَنone who يُصبِحُwakes up as نَهباًprey لِلرُتَبto hardships
عَيشُ مَن يُصبِحُ نَهباً لِلرُتَب
It is not pure, even if you purify it—
Al-‘Abbas did not stand firmly in his position
the life of one who wakes as prey to hardships.
Fate toyed with him in that game
ماwhat of أَبوAbu (father of) العَبّاسِal-Abbas فيamid أَثباتِهِhis steadfast men
ما أَبو العَبّاسِ في أَثباتِهِ
لَعِبَplayed الدَهرُTime بِهِwith him تِلكَthose اللُعَبgames
لَعِبَ الدَهرُ بِهِ تِلكَ اللُعَب
What of Abu al-Abbas amid his steadfast men?
His days drew near until when
Time played those games with him.
Death came to him, he retreated and was gone
أَقبَلَتturned favorably أَيّامُهُhis days حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen
أَقبَلَت أَيّامُهُ حَتّى إِذا
جاءَهُcame to him المَوتُdeath تَوَلّىhe turned away فَذَهَبthen departed
جاءَهُ المَوتُ تَوَلّى فَذَهَب
His days favored him, until, when
death came to him, he turned away and departed.
Partial English translation: 62 of 64 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1