سَئِمَتgrew weary نَفسيmy soul الحَياةَlife مَعَwith الناسِpeople
سَئِمَت نَفسي الحَياةَ مَعَ الناسِ
وَمَلَّتand grew tired حَتّىeven مِنَof الأَحبابِloved ones
وَمَلَّت حَتّى مِنَ الأَحبابِ
My soul grew weary of life among people,
My soul grew weary of life with people
My soul has grown weary of life among people,
and tired even of loved ones.
And was bored even of loved ones
And has tired even of the beloveds,
وَتَمَشَّتand spread فيهاthrough her المَلالَةُweariness حَتّىuntil
وَتَمَشَّت فيها المَلالَةُ حَتّى
ضَجِرَتshe grew weary مِنof طَعامِهِمtheir food وَالشَرابِand drink
ضَجِرَت مِن طَعامِهِم وَالشَرابِ
And weariness crept through her until
Boredom penetrated it to the extent
And ennui has crept through it until
she wearied of their food and drink,
That it was fed up with their food and drink
It grew sick of their food and their drink,
وَمِنَand of الكَذِبِfalsehood لابِساًwearing بُردَةَthe mantle of الصِدقِtruth
وَمِنَ الكَذِبِ لابِساً بُردَةَ الصِدقِ
وَهَذاand this [truth] مُسَربَلاًclothed بِالكِذابِin lies
وَهَذا مُسَربَلاً بِالكِذابِ
and of falsehood wearing truth's mantle,
Of lies wearing the robe of truth
And of the lie wearing the cloak of truth,
and of truth clothed in lies,
While this one was cloaked in lies
And of the truth shrouded in falsehood,
وَمِنَand of القُبحِugliness فيin نِقابٍa veil جَميلٍbeautiful
وَمِنَ القُبحِ في نِقابٍ جَميلٍ
وَمِنَand of الحُسنِbeauty تَحتَbeneath أَلفِa thousand نِقابِveils
وَمِنَ الحُسنِ تَحتَ أَلفِ نِقابِ
and of ugliness behind a beautiful veil,
Of ugliness in a beautiful veil
And of ugliness beneath a beautiful veil,
and of beauty beneath a thousand veils,
And beauty under a thousand veils
And of beauty hidden under a thousand veils,
وَمِنَand of العابِدينَthose worshipping كُلَّevery إِلَهٍgod
وَمِنَ العابِدينَ كُلَّ إِلَهٍ
وَمِنَand of الكافِرينَthose disbelieving بِالأَربابِin the gods
وَمِنَ الكافِرينَ بِالأَربابِ
and of those who worship every god,
Of worshippers, each worshipping a god
And of those who worship every passing god,
and of those who deny the gods,
And unbelievers in false gods
And of those who disbelieve in the divine,
وَمِنَand of الواقِفينَthose standing كَالأَنصابِlike idols
وَمِنَ الواقِفينَ كَالأَنصابِ
وَمِنَand of الساجِدينَthose prostrating لِلأَنصابِbefore idols
وَمِنَ الساجِدينَ لِلأَنصابِ
and of those who stand like idols,
Of those standing still like idols
And of those standing still like idols,
and of those who prostrate themselves before idols,
And those bowing to idols
And of those prostrating before idols,
وَمِنَand of الراكِبينَthose riding خَيلَthe steeds of المَعاليlofty ambition
وَمِنَ الراكِبينَ خَيلَ المَعالي
وَمِنَand of الراكِبينَthose riding خَيلَthe steeds of التَصابيfeigned youthfulness
وَمِنَ الراكِبينَ خَيلَ التَصابي
and of those riding the steeds of lofty ambition,
Of riders of the steeds of glory
And of those riding the steed of ambition,
and of those riding the steeds of feigned youth,
And riders racing on lively horses
And of those riding the steed of youthful folly,
وَالأُلىand those who يَصمُتونَfall silent صَمتَthe silence of الأَفاعِvipers
وَالأُلى يَصمُتونَ صَمتَ الأَفاعِ
وَالأُلىand those who يَهزِجونَchant هَزجَthe humming of الذُبابِflies
وَالأُلى يَهزِجونَ هَزجَ الذُبابِ
and those who keep the silence of vipers,
Some were silent like still lambs
And those who keep silent with the silence of vipers,
and those who chant with the buzzing of flies.
While others buzzed like flies
And those who drone with the buzzing of flies.
صَغُرَتseemed small حِكمَةُthe wisdom of الشُيوخِthe elders لَدَيهاto her
صَغُرَت حِكمَةُ الشُيوخِ لَدَيها
وَاِستَخَفَّتand she made light بِكُلِّof all ماthat لِلشَبابِbelongs to the young
وَاِستَخَفَّت بِكُلِّ ما لِلشَبابِ
The elders' wisdom seemed small to her,
In it wisdom of elders seemed trivial
The wisdom of elders has diminished in its eyes,
and she made light of all that belongs to the young.
And careless of all that’s for the youth
And it has come to scorn all the concerns of youth.
قالَتِshe said اِخرُجgo out مِنَfrom المَدينَةِthe city لِلقَفرِto the wilderness
قالَتِ اِخرُج مِنَ المَدينَةِ لِلقَفرِ
فَفيهِfor in it النَجاةُdeliverance مِنfrom أَوصابيmy afflictions
فَفيهِ النَجاةُ مِن أَوصابي
She said: Leave the city for the wilderness,
It said, “Leave the city for the wilderness
It said: "Leave the city for the wilderness,"
for there lies deliverance from my afflictions.
For in it lies salvation from my woes
"For therein lies salvation from my ailments,"
وَليَكُand let ... be اللَيلُthe night راهِبيmy monk وَشُموعيand my candles الـthe
وَليَكُ اللَيلُ راهِبي وَشُموعي الـ
ـشُهبُshooting stars وَالأَرضُand the earth كُلُّهاall of it مِحرابيmy prayer niche
ـشُهبُ وَالأَرضُ كُلُّها مِحرابي
And let night be my monk, and my candles
Let the night be my monk and meteors my
"Let the night be my monk, and my candles"
the shooting stars, and all the earth my prayer niche.
Candles, and all the land my prayer niche
"The shooting stars, and the whole earth my sanctuary,"
وَكِتابيand my book الفَضاءُthe open sky أَقرَأُI read فيهِin it
وَكِتابي الفَضاءُ أَقرَأُ فيهِ
سُوَراًchapters ماnot قَرَأتُهاI have read them فيin كِتابِa book
سُوَراً ما قَرَأتُها في كِتابِ
And the open sky my book, in which I read
My book the sky in which I read
"And the cosmos my book, wherein I read"
chapters I have never read in any book.
Chapters I never read in any book
"Verses I have never read in any tome,"
وَصَلاتيand my prayer الَّذيwhat تَقولُsay السَواقيthe watercourses
وَصَلاتي الَّذي تَقولُ السَواقي
وَغِنائيand my song صَوتُthe voice of الصَباthe east wind فيin الغابِthe forest
وَغِنائي صَوتُ الصَبا في الغابِ
And my prayer, what the watercourses say,
My prayers what the streams murmur
"And my prayer is what the brooks murmur,"
and my song, the east wind's voice in the forest.
And my hymns the breeze’s voice in the forest
"And my hymn is the voice of the zephyr in the woods,"
وَكُؤوسيand my cups الأَوراقُthe leaves أَلقَتcast عَلَيهاupon them
وَكُؤوسي الأَوراقُ أَلقَت عَلَيها
الشَمسُthe sun ذَوبَmolten form النُضارِpure gold عِندَat الغِيابِsetting
الشَمسُ ذَوبَ النُضارِ عِندَ الغِيابِ
And my cups, the leaves, upon which
My cups are leaves on which the sun
"And my goblets are the leaves upon which"
the sun has cast molten gold at sunset.
Poured molten radiance at sunset
"The sun has poured molten gold at twilight,"
وَرَحيقيand my nectar ماwhat سالَflowed مِنfrom مُقلَةِthe eye of الفَجرِdawn
وَرَحيقي ما سالَ مِن مُقلَةِ الفَجرِ
عَلىonto العُشبِthe grass كَاللُجَينِlike silver المُذابِmolten
عَلى العُشبِ كَاللُجَينِ المُذابِ
And my nectar, what flowed from dawn's eye
And my wine what dripped from the eyelid of dawn
"And my wine is what flows from the eye of dawn"
onto the grass like molten silver.
On the grass like melted gum
"Upon the grass like molten silver,"
وَلتُكَحِّلand let ... line with kohl يَدُthe hand of المَساءِevening جُفونيmy eyelids
وَلتُكَحِّل يَدُ المَساءِ جُفوني
وَلتُعانِقand let ... embrace أَحلامُهُits dreams أَهدابيmy lashes
وَلتُعانِق أَحلامُهُ أَهدابي
And let evening's hand line my eyelids with kohl,
Let the hand of evening kohl my eyes
"Let the hand of evening darken my eyelids with kohl,"
and let its dreams embrace my lashes.
And its dreams embrace my eyelids
"And let its dreams embrace my lashes,"
وَليُقَبِّلand let ... kiss فَمُthe mouth of الصَباحِmorning جَبينيmy brow
وَليُقَبِّل فَمُ الصَباحِ جَبيني
وَليُعَطِّرand let ... perfume أَريجُهُits fragrance جِلبابيmy robe
وَليُعَطِّر أَريجُهُ جِلبابي
And let morning's mouth kiss my brow,
Let the mouth of morning kiss my forehead
"Let the mouth of morning kiss my brow,"
and let its fragrance perfume my robe.
And its breeze perfume my robe
"And let its fragrance perfume my robe,"
وَلأَكُنand let me be كَالغُرابِlike the crow رِزقِيَmy sustenance فيin الحَقـthe field (first part)
وَلأَكُن كَالغُرابِ رِزقِيَ في الحَقـ
ـلِfield (last part) وَفيand on السَفحِthe hillside مَجثَميmy roost وَاِضطِرابيand my restless movements
ـلِ وَفي السَفحِ مَجثَمي وَاِضطِرابي
And let me be like the crow, my sustenance in the
Let me be like the crow taking sustenance
"Let me be like the crow, finding provision in the field,"
field, and on the hillside my roost and my restless movements.
In the wasteland, while in the valley is my turmoil and fluttering
"And on the mountain slopes my perch and my wandering,"
ساعَةٌan hour فيin الخَلاءِthe open wilderness خَيرٌbetter مِنَthan الأَعـthe years (first part)
ساعَةٌ في الخَلاءِ خَيرٌ مِنَ الأَعـ
ـوامِyears (last part) تُقضىare spent فيin القَصرِthe palace وَالأَحقابِand ages
ـوامِ تُقضى في القَصرِ وَالأَحقابِ
An hour in the wilderness is better than
An hour in solitude is better than years
"An hour of solitude is better than years"
years and ages spent in a palace.
Spent in palaces and encampments
"Spent in palaces and endless ages."
ياah! لَنَفسيfor my soul فَإِنَّهاfor she indeed فَتَنَتنيshe bewitched me
يا لَنَفسي فَإِنَّها فَتَنَتني
بِالحَديثِwith speech المُنَمَّقِembellished الخَلّابِbeguiling
بِالحَديثِ المُنَمَّقِ الخَلّابِ
Ah, my soul! For she bewitched me
Oh my soul, it has seduced me
Oh, how my soul has beguiled me
with ornate, beguiling speech.
With its elegant and flirtatious talk
With such embellished, captivating speech,
فَإِذاand suddenly بيwith me أُقلىI loathe القُصورَpalaces وَسُكناand living in
فَإِذا بي أُقلى القُصورَ وَسُكنا
هاthem وَأَهلَand the people of القُصورِthe palaces ذاتِhaving القِبابِdomes
ها وَأَهلَ القُصورِ ذاتِ القِبابِ
And suddenly I came to loathe palaces and living
So here I am, avoiding palaces
Until I came to loathe palaces and their dwelling,
in them, and the people of the domed palaces.
And the people of palaces with domes
And the inhabitants of those domed castles,
فَهَجَرتُso I abandoned العُمرانَcivilization تَنفُضُshakes off كَفّيmy hand
فَهَجَرتُ العُمرانَ تَنفُضُ كَفّي
عَنfrom رِدائيmy cloak غُبارَهُits dust وَإِهابيand my skin
عَن رِدائي غُبارَهُ وَإِهابي
So I abandoned civilization, my hand shaking
I shunned settlements, shaking my hands
So I forsook civilization, my hand shaking off
its dust from my cloak and my skin.
To rid my cloak of their dust and burdens
Its dust from my cloak and from my skin,
وَتَرَكتُand I left الحِمىthe protected precincts وَسِرتُand I set out وَإِيّاand with
وَتَرَكتُ الحِمى وَسِرتُ وَإِيّا
هاher وَقَدwhile already ذَهَّبَgilded الأَصيلُlate afternoon الرَوابيthe hillocks
ها وَقَد ذَهَّبَ الأَصيلُ الرَوابي
And I left the precincts and set out with
I left the protected grounds and wandered
I left the inhabited land and walked, my soul and I,
her, as late afternoon gilded the hillocks.
While the graceful steed went riderless
While the late sun gilded the hills,
نَهتَديwe find our way بِالضُحىby morning light فَإِنand if عَسعَسَdarkened اللَيthe night (first part)
نَهتَدي بِالضُحى فَإِن عَسعَسَ اللَي
لُnight (last part) جَعَلناwe made الدَليلَthe guide ضَوءَthe light of الشِهابِthe shooting star
لُ جَعَلنا الدَليلَ ضَوءَ الشِهابِ
We found our way by morning light; and if night fell,
Guided by the glow of dawn, for if the night
Guided by the daylight, and when the night fell,
we made a shooting star's light our guide.
Darkens, we take the shooting star as guide
We took the starlight as our guide.
وَقَضَيناand we spent فيin الغابِthe forest وَقتاًa time جَميلاًpleasant
وَقَضَينا في الغابِ وَقتاً جَميلاً
فيin جِوارِthe vicinity of الغُدرانِthe pools وَالأَعشابِand the grasses
في جِوارِ الغُدرانِ وَالأَعشابِ
And we spent a lovely time in the forest,
And spent a beautiful time in the forest
We spent a beautiful time in the forest,
beside the pools and grasses.
Near the wild roses and plants
Beside the pools and the grass,
تارَةًsometimes فيin مَلاءَةٍa mantle مِنof شُعاعٍlight
تارَةً في مَلاءَةٍ مِن شُعاعٍ
تارَةًsometimes فيin مَلاءَةٍa mantle مِنof ضَبابِmist
تارَةً في مَلاءَةٍ مِن ضَبابِ
Sometimes in a mantle of light,
At times in the glow of sunlight
Sometimes wrapped in a cloak of sunbeams,
sometimes in a mantle of mist;
At others in the glow of mist
Sometimes in a cloak of mist,
تارَةًsometimes كَالنَسيمِlike the breeze نَمرَحُwe frolic فيin الواthe valley (first part)
تارَةً كَالنَسيمِ نَمرَحُ في الوا
ديvalley (last part) وَطَوراًand at times كَالجَدوَلِlike the brook المُنسابِflowing
دي وَطَوراً كَالجَدوَلِ المُنسابِ
sometimes, like the breeze, we frolicked in the
Like a breeze I frolic in the valley
At times like the breeze we frolic in the valley,
valley, and at times like the flowing brook,
And like a flowing stream at times on the slopes
And at times like the flowing stream,
فيon سُفوحِthe slopes of الهِضابِthe hills وَالظِلُّand the shade فيهاin them
في سُفوحِ الهِضابِ وَالظِلُّ فيها
وَمَعَand with النورِthe light وَهوَand it is فَوقَabove الهِضابِthe hills
وَمَعَ النورِ وَهوَ فَوقَ الهِضابِ
on the slopes of the hills, where there was shade,
In the shade on the hills, and the light above
On the slopes of the hills while the shade rests there,
and with the light above the hills.
The hills and over the slopes
And with the light when it crowns the heights.
إِنَّماyet نَفسيmy soul الَّتيwhich مَلَتِgrew weary of العُمـcivilization (first part)
إِنَّما نَفسي الَّتي مَلَتِ العُمـ
ـرانَcivilization (last part) مَلَّتgrew weary of فيin الغابِthe forest صَمتَthe silence of الغابِthe forest
ـرانَ مَلَّت في الغابِ صَمتَ الغابِ
Yet my soul, which had grown weary of
Only my soul that got bored of settlements
Yet my soul, which had wearied of civilization,
civilization, grew weary in the forest of the forest's silence.
Got bored in the forest of the silence of the forest
Soon wearied of the silence of the woods;
فَأَناso I am فيهِin it مُستَقِلٌّindependent طَليقٌfree
فَأَنا فيهِ مُستَقِلٌّ طَليقٌ
وَكَأَنّيand as though I أَدُبُّcreep فيthrough سِردابِan underground passage
وَكَأَنّي أَدُبُّ في سِردابِ
So there I am, independent and free,
So here I am independent, free
For though I am therein free and unbounded,
yet it is as though I creep through an underground passage.
As if roaming around in a basement
It feels as though I crawl within a crypt.
عَلَّمَتنيtaught me الحَياةُlife فيin القَفرِthe wilderness أَنّيthat I
عَلَّمَتني الحَياةُ في القَفرِ أَنّي
أَينَماwherever كُنتُI am ساكِناًdwelling فيin التُرابِdust
أَينَما كُنتُ ساكِناً في التُرابِ
Life in the wilderness taught me that I,
Life in the wasteland taught me
Life in the wilderness has taught me this:
wherever I am, dwell in dust.
Wherever I reside, it is in the dust
That wherever I be, I am but a dweller in dust,
وَسَأَبقىand I shall remain ماas long as دُمتُI remain فيin قَفَصِthe cage of الصَلـclay (first part)
وَسَأَبقى ما دُمتُ في قَفَصِ الصَلـ
ـصالِclay (last part) عَبدَa slave to المُنىwishes أَسيرَa captive of الرَغابِdesires
ـصالِ عَبدَ المُنى أَسيرَ الرَغابِ
And I shall remain, as long as I am in the cage of
And I will remain as long as I am
And I shall remain, so long as I am in this cage of clay,
clay, a slave to wishes, a captive of desires.
In the cage of separation, a prisoner of desires
A slave to wishes, a prisoner of desires.
خِلتُI thought أَنِّيthat I فيin القَفرِthe wilderness أَصبَحتُI had become وَحديby myself
خِلتُ أَنِّي في القَفرِ أَصبَحتُ وَحدي
فَإِذاbut behold الناسُthe people كُلُّهُمall of them فيin ثِيابيmy clothes
فَإِذا الناسُ كُلُّهُم في ثِيابي
I thought I was now alone in the wilderness,
I imagined I was alone in the wasteland
I imagined that in the wild I had become alone,
but behold, all the people were inside my clothes.
But all the people were in my clothes
But lo, all of humanity is hidden within my robes.
Sol 6.1