تَعالَيcome نَتَعاطاهاlet us drink it كَلَونِlike the color of التِبرِraw gold أَوor أَسطَعِbrighter
تَعالَي نَتَعاطاها كَلَونِ التِبرِ أَو أَسطَعِ
وَنَسقيand we water النَرجِسَthe narcissus الواشيthe tale-bearer بَقاياremnants of الراحِwine فيin الكاسِthe cup
وَنَسقي النَرجِسَ الواشي بَقايا الراحِ في الكاسِ
Come, let us drink it, gold-hued or brighter.
Come let us take it like the colors of amber or brighter
Come, let us share a drink the color of gold dust, or even brighter,
And water the tale-bearing narcissus with the wine left in the cup,
And water the narcissus shedding the remnants of spirit in the cup
And pour the dregs of the cup for the spying Narcissus,
فَلاso not يَعرِفُit knows مَنwho نَحنُwe وَلاnor يُبصِرُit sees ماwhat نَصنَعwe do
فَلا يَعرِفُ مَن نَحنُ وَلا يُبصِرُ ما نَصنَع
وَلاnor يَنقُلُit conveys عِندَat الصُبحِdaybreak نَجواناour secret talk إِلىto الناسِthe people
وَلا يَنقُلُ عِندَ الصُبحِ نَجوانا إِلى الناسِ
So it will not know who we are, nor see what we do,
So no one knows who we are and no one sees what we do
So he will not know who we are, nor see what we do,
Nor carry our secret talk to people at daybreak.
And no one conveys our goblets at dawn to the people
And will not carry our morning whispers to the people.
تعالَيcome نَسرُقُlet us steal اللَذاتِthe pleasures ماas long as ساعَفَناit favors us الدَهرُtime
تعالَي نَسرُقُ اللَذاتِ ما ساعَفَنا الدَهرُ
وَماand as long as دُمناwe endure وَدامَتand remain لَناfor us فيin العَيشِlife آمالُhopes
وَما دُمنا وَدامَت لَنا في العَيشِ آمالُ
Come, let us steal pleasures as long as time favors us,
Come let us steal the pleasures while fortune indulges us
Come, let us steal life's pleasures while fate allows,
And as long as we endure and hopes in life remain ours.
And while we and our hopes in life remain
And while we endure and hope remains alive for us.
فَإِنfor if مَرَّpasses بِناby us الفَجرُthe dawn وَماand not أَوقَظَناawakens us الفَجرُthe dawn
فَإِن مَرَّ بِنا الفَجرُ وَما أَوقَظَنا الفَجرُ
فَماthen not يوقِظُناawakens us عِلمٌknowledge وَلاnor يوقِظُناawakens us مالُwealth
فَما يوقِظُنا عِلمٌ وَلا يوقِظُنا مالُ
For if dawn passes us by and dawn does not awaken us,
For if dawn passes by and dawn does not awaken us
For if the dawn passes us by and fails to wake us,
Then neither knowledge nor wealth will awaken us.
Then no knowledge or wealth will awaken us
Then neither knowledge nor wealth shall ever rouse us.
تَعالَيcome نُطلِقُlet us free الرَوحَينِthe two souls مِنfrom سِجنِthe prison of التَقاليدِconventions
تَعالَي نُطلِقُ الرَوحَينِ مِن سِجنِ التَقاليدِ
فَهَذيfor this is زَهرَةُthe flower of الواديthe valley تُذيعُspreads العِطرَthe fragrance فيin الواديthe valley
فَهَذي زَهرَةُ الوادي تُذيعُ العِطرَ في الوادي
Come, let us free our two souls from the prison of convention,
Come let us unleash our spirits from the prison of conventions
Come, let us liberate our souls from the prison of tradition,
For this valley flower spreads fragrance through the valley,
For this is the valley’s flower spreading fragrance in the valley
For behold the valley flower, spreading its fragrance through the vale,
وَهَذاand this الطَيرُthe bird تيّاهٌswaggering فَخورٌproud بِالأَغاريدِof the songs
وَهَذا الطَيرُ تيّاهٌ فَخورٌ بِالأَغاريدِ
فَمنthen who ذاis it that عَنَّفَscolded الزَهرَةَthe flower أَوor مَنwho وَبَّخَrebuked الشاديthe singer
فَمن ذا عَنَّفَ الزَهرَةَ أَو مَن وَبَّخَ الشادي
And this bird is swaggering, proud of its songs.
And this is the proud bird singing melodies
And this wandering bird, proud of its melodies;
Who, then, has scolded the flower, or rebuked the singer?
So who reproached the flower or blamed the chorister?
Who then has chided the flower, or who has rebuked the singer?
أَرادَwilled اللَهُGod أَنthat نَعشَقَwe love passionately لَمّاwhen أَوجَدَcreated الحُسناbeauty
أَرادَ اللَهُ أَن نَعشَقَ لَمّا أَوجَدَ الحُسنا
وَأَلقىand He cast الحُبَّlove فيinto قَلبِكِyour heart إِذwhen أَلقاهُHe cast it فيinto قَلبيmy heart
وَأَلقى الحُبَّ في قَلبِكِ إِذ أَلقاهُ في قَلبي
God willed that we love when He created beauty,
God wanted us to love when He created beauty
God intended for us to love when He created beauty,
And cast love into your heart when He cast it into mine.
And cast love in your heart when He cast it in mine
And He cast love into your heart just as He cast it into mine.
مَشيأَتُهُHis will وَماand not كانَتwas مَشيأَتُهُHis will بِلاwithout مَعنىmeaning
مَشيأَتُهُ وَما كانَت مَشيأَتُهُ بِلا مَعنى
فَإِنfor if طَحبَبتِunclear; apparently 'you loved' ماwhat is ذَنبُكِyour sin أَوor أَحبَبتِyou loved ماwhat is ذَنبيmy sin
فَإِن طَحبَبتِ ما ذَنبُكِ أَو أَحبَبتِ ما ذَنبي
It is His will—and His will was not without meaning.
His will and His will was not meaningless
It is His will, and His will was never without purpose;
For if you love, what is your sin? Or if you love, what is mine?
So if you sin by loving or I sin by loving, what is my or your sin?
So if you love, what is your sin? And if I love, what is mine?
دَعيleave اللاحيthe reproacher وَماand what صَنَّفَhe wrote وَالقاليand the hater وَبُهتانَهand his slander
دَعي اللاحي وَما صَنَّفَ وَالقالي وَبُهتانَه
أَلِلجَداوِلِare the streams allowed أَنto يَجريflow وَلِلزَهرَةِand for the flower أَنto تَعبَقgive off fragrance
أَلِلجَداوِلِ أَن يَجري وَلِلزَهرَةِ أَن تَعبَق
Leave the reproacher and what he has written, and the hater and his slander.
Leave the moralizer and his classifications and the slanderer his lies
Ignore the critic and his judgments, the hater and his slander;
Are streams allowed to flow, and the flower to give off fragrance,
It is for the streams to flow and for the flower to be fragrant
Is the stream allowed to flow, and the flower to smell sweet,
وَلِلأَطيارِand for the birds أَنto تَشتاقَyearn for أَيّاراًMay وَأَلوانَهand its colors
وَلِلأَطيارِ أَن تَشتاقَ أَيّاراً وَأَلوانَه
وَماbut not لِلقَلبِfor the heart وَهوَthough it is القَلبُthe heart أَنto يَهوىdesire وَأَنand to يَعشَقlove passionately
وَما لِلقَلبِ وَهوَ القَلبُ أَن يَهوى وَأَن يَعشَق
And birds to yearn for May and its colors,
And for the birds to yearn for melodies and colors
And the birds to yearn for May and its colors,
Yet the heart, though it is the heart, may neither desire nor love?
And what is it to the heart when it is the heart to love and adore?
Yet the heart—being a heart—is forbidden to desire and to love?
تَعالَيcome إِنَّindeed رَبَّthe Lord of الحُبِّlove يَدعوناcalls us إِلىto الغابِthe forest
تَعالَي إِنَّ رَبَّ الحُبِّ يَدعونا إِلى الغابِ
لِكَيso that يَمزُجُناHe mingles us كَالماءِlike water وَالخَمرَةِand wine فيin كاسِa cup
لِكَي يَمزُجُنا كَالماءِ وَالخَمرَةِ في كاسِ
Come, the Lord of love calls us to the forest,
Come for the Lord of Love calls us to the forest
Come, for the Lord of Love calls us to the forest,
To mingle us like water and wine in a cup,
That He may blend us like water and wine in a goblet
To blend us together like water and wine in a cup,
وَيَغدوand becomes النورُthe light جِلبابُكِyour cloak فيin الغابِthe forest وَجِلبابيand my cloak
وَيَغدو النورُ جِلبابُكِ في الغابِ وَجِلبابي
فَكَمthen how long نُصغيwe listen إِلىto الناسِthe people وَنُعصيand we disobey خالِقَthe Creator of الناسِthe people
فَكَم نُصغي إِلى الناسِ وَنُعصي خالِقَ الناسِ
And light will become your cloak in the forest, and mine.
And light becomes your gown in the forest and my gown
Where the light becomes your garment in the woods, and mine.
How long shall we heed people and disobey the Creator of people?
How we heed the people and disobey the Creator of people!
How long shall we heed the people and disobey the Creator of the people?
يُريدُwants الحُبُّlove أَنthat نَضحَكَwe laugh فَلنَضحَكso let us laugh مَعَwith الفَجرِthe dawn
يُريدُ الحُبُّ أَن نَضحَكَ فَلنَضحَك مَعَ الفَجرِ
وَأَنand that نَركُضَwe run فَلنَركُضَso let us run مَعَwith الجَدوَلِthe brook وَالنَهرِand the river
وَأَن نَركُضَ فَلنَركُضَ مَعَ الجَدوَلِ وَالنَهرِ
Love wants us to laugh, so let us laugh with the dawn,
Love wants us to laugh so let us laugh with the dawn
Love wills us to laugh, so let us laugh with the dawn,
And to run, so let us run with the brook and the river,
And run so let us run with the stream and the river
And to run, so let us run with the stream and the river,
وَأَنand that نَهتِفَwe call out فَلنَهتِفso let us call out مَعَwith البُلبُلِthe bulbul وَالقَمريand the turtledove
وَأَن نَهتِفَ فَلنَهتِف مَعَ البُلبُلِ وَالقَمري
فَمَنfor who يَعلَمknows بَعدَafter اليَومِtoday ماwhat يَحدُثُhappens أَوor يَجريcomes to pass
فَمَن يَعلَم بَعدَ اليَومِ ما يَحدُثُ أَو يَجري
And to call out, so let us call out with the bulbul and the turtledove.
And cheer so let us cheer with the nightingale and the moon
And to sing, so let us sing with the nightingale and the dove,
For who knows what will happen or come to pass after today?
For who henceforth knows what happens or flows?
For who knows, after today, what will happen or come to pass?
تَعالَيcome قَبلَماbefore تَسكُتُfall silent فيin الرَوضِthe garden الشَحاريرُthe blackbirds
تَعالَي قَبلَما تَسكُتُ في الرَوضِ الشَحاريرُ
وَيَذويand wither الحَورُthe poplars وَالصَفصافُand the willows وَالنرجِسُand the narcissus وَالآسِand the myrtle
وَيَذوي الحَورُ وَالصَفصافُ وَالنرجِسُ وَالآسِ
Come, before the blackbirds fall silent in the garden,
Come before the nightingales in the garden fall silent
Come, before the blackbirds in the garden fall silent,
And the poplars, willows, narcissus and myrtle wither;
And the nymphs and the willows and the narcissi and myrtle wither
And the poplar, the willow, the narcissus, and the myrtle wither away.
تَعالَيcome قَبلَماbefore تَطمُرُbury أَحلاميmy dreams الأَعاصيرُthe whirlwinds
تَعالَي قَبلَما تَطمُرُ أَحلامي الأَعاصيرُ
فَنَستَيقِظُthen we awaken لاno فَجرٌdawn وَلاand no خَمرٌwine وَلاand no كاسُcup
فَنَستَيقِظُ لا فَجرٌ وَلا خَمرٌ وَلا كاسُ
Come, before whirlwinds bury my dreams,
Come before my dreams are buried by storms
Come, before the hurricanes bury my dreams,
And we awaken to no dawn, no wine, no cup.
And we wake to no dawn or wine or cup
And we awaken to find no dawn, no wine, and no cup.
Sol 6.1