أَلقيهِlay it مَخموراًdrunken عَلىupon صَدريmy breast
أَلقيهِ مَخموراً عَلى صَدري
وَأَنسىand I forget الزَمانtime
وَأَنسى الزَمان
Lay him, drunk, upon my breast,
Lay it, drunken, upon my breast,
And make me forget time,
And I forget time.
فَكُلُّfor all ماthat أَذكُرI remember مِنof عُمريmy life
فَكُلُّ ما أَذكُر مِن عُمري
هذيthese الثَوانthe seconds
هذي الثَوان
For all that I remember of my life is
For all I remember of my life
These seconds.
Are these seconds.
الطَيرُthe bird يَبنيbuilds عِشَّهُits nest النَديانdewy
الطَيرُ يَبني عِشَّهُ النَديان
فيin الغارthe laurel فيin الشَربينthe juniper فيin الريحانthe myrtle
في الغار في الشَربين في الريحان
The bird builds its dewy nest
The bird builds its dewy nest
Amid laurel, sharbin, and basil;
In the laurel, in the juniper, in the myrtle,
وَالحُبُّand love يَبنيbuilds عِشَّهits nest فيناwithin us
وَالحُبُّ يَبني عِشَّه فينا
وَغابُناand our woodland ماnot أَنبَتَgrew الوَزّالthe broom shrub
وَغابُنا ما أَنبَتَ الوَزّال
And love builds its nest within us.
And love builds its nest within us.
And our grove brought forth the broom
And our woodland has grown broom
إِلّاexcept لِيُخفيناto hide us
إِلّا لِيُخفينا
عَنfrom أَعيُنِeyes of العُذّالthe reproachers
عَن أَعيُنِ العُذّال
Only to hide us
Only to hide us
From the eyes of those who reproach us.
From the eyes of those who reproach us.
لاno حسَّsound فيin الدُنياthe world لِإِنسانof a human being
لا حسَّ في الدُنيا لِإِنسان
فَالناسُfor the people كَالأَرواحِlike spirits قَدalready راحواthey have departed
فَالناسُ كَالأَرواحِ قَد راحوا
The world holds no beauty for anyone;
There is no human sound in the world,
For people, like spirits, have departed,
For people, like spirits, have departed.
وَلمand did not يَزَلcease to be إِلّاexcept خَيالانِtwo shadows
وَلم يَزَل إِلّا خَيالانِ
حَيّينِalive وَالباقونand the rest أَشباحُghosts
حَيّينِ وَالباقون أَشباحُ
And only two phantoms remain,
And only two shadows are still
Alive, while all the rest are ghosts.
Alive, and the rest are ghosts.
أَلقيهِlay it مَخموراًdrunken عَلىupon صَدريmy breast
أَلقيهِ مَخموراً عَلى صَدري
فَكُلُّناfor all of us إِلّاexcept الهَوىlove فانِperishable
فَكُلُّنا إِلّا الهَوى فانِ
Lay him, drunk, upon my breast,
Lay it, drunken, upon my breast,
For we all perish—only love does not;
For all of us, save love, must perish.
وَكُلُّand all ماthat أَذكُرُI remember مِنof عُمريmy life
وَكُلُّ ما أَذكُرُ مِن عُمري
هذيthese ثَوانيseconds
هذي ثَواني
And all that I remember of my life is
And all I remember of my life
These seconds.
Are these seconds.
Sol 6.1