ياO عِنَبgrapes شَكلَthe shape of الدُمىthe dolls
يا عِنَب شَكلَ الدُمى
لَونَthe color of السَماthe sky
لَونَ السَما
O grapes, shaped like dolls,
O grapes, shaped like damsels
the color of the sky
The color of sky
وَالذَهَبand gold
وَالذَهَب
اليَومَtoday فيكَwithin you النَدىthe dew
اليَومَ فيكَ النَدى
and gold!
And gold
Today the dew within you
Today, you hold the dew
حَلَوىsweetness وَخَمرٌand wine غَداtomorrow
حَلَوى وَخَمرٌ غَدا
عَلَيكَupon you رُؤياa vision الحَبَبthe bubbles
عَلَيكَ رُؤيا الحَبَب
is sweetness, and tomorrow, wine.
Sweet and wine tomorrow
Upon you, a vision of bubbles,
Upon you, the lover's dream
ياO عِنَبgrapes
يا عِنَب
إِعصرواpress العِنَبthe grapes
إِعصروا العِنَب
O grapes!
O grapes
Press the grapes,
Press the grapes
وَاِملَأواand fill القِرَبthe wineskins
وَاِملَأوا القِرَب
شَمسُناour sun نَدىdew
شَمسُنا نَدى
and fill the wineskins!
And fill the jugs
Our sun is dew;
Our sun is dew
خَمرُناour wine أَدَبliterature
خَمرُنا أَدَب
فيكَwithin you اِنعَصَرwas pressed
فيكَ اِنعَصَر
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Within you was pressed
Pressing you
روحُthe spirit of النُجومِthe stars وَالقَمَرand the moon
روحُ النُجومِ وَالقَمَر
وَفيand in الكُرومthe vineyards
وَفي الكُروم
the spirit of the stars and the moon.
Squeezes out the spirit of stars and moon
And in the vineyards
And in the vineyards
مَرَّpassed النَسيمthe breeze فَاِختَمَرthen fermented
مَرَّ النَسيم فَاِختَمَر
وَفيكَand within you ذابَmelted الصَباحthe morning
وَفيكَ ذابَ الصَباح
the breeze passed, then fermented.
The breeze blew, so it fermented
And within you the morning melted,
And in you melted the dawn
مُعَطَّرَperfumed الأَقداحthe goblets
مُعَطَّرَ الأَقداح
وَدبَّand crept فيكَwithin you اللَهَبthe flame
وَدبَّ فيكَ اللَهَب
with perfumed goblets,
Perfuming the cups
and the flame crept within you.
And in you burned the flame
ياO عِنَبgrapes
يا عِنَب
إِعصرواpress العِنَبthe grapes
إِعصروا العِنَب
O grapes!
O grapes
Press the grapes,
Press the grapes
وَاِملَأواand fill القِرَبthe wineskins
وَاِملَأوا القِرَب
شَمسُناour sun نَدىdew
شَمسُنا نَدى
and fill the wineskins!
And fill the jugs
Our sun is dew;
Our sun is dew
خَمرُناour wine أَدَبliterature
خَمرُنا أَدَب
النَحلُthe bees لاهِat play
النَحلُ لاهِ
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The bees are at play,
The bees are tipsy
سَكرانُdrunk ساهِheedless
سَكرانُ ساهِ
وَمنand from فَمِكyour mouth
وَمن فَمِك
drunk and heedless;
Drunk and wandering
and from your mouth
And whoever sips
يَمتَصُّsucks حَلوىthe sweetness of دَمِكyour blood
يَمتَصُّ حَلوى دَمِك
أَعطَيتَyou gave أَنقىthe purest عَصيرjuice
أَعطَيتَ أَنقى عَصير
they suck the sweetness of your blood.
The sweetness of your juice
You gave the purest juice;
You have given the purest extract
وَهَبتَyou bestowed أَشهىthe most enticing عَبيرfragrance
وَهَبتَ أَشهى عَبير
وَلِلنَّدىand to the dew ماwhat تَهَبyou give
وَلِلنَّدى ما تَهَب
you bestowed the most enticing fragrance,
And granted the finest fragrance
and to the dew belongs what you give.
And for the dew you give
ياO عِنَبgrapes
يا عِنَب
إِعصِرواpress العِنَبthe grapes
إِعصِروا العِنَب
O grapes!
O grapes
Press the grapes,
Press the grapes
وَاِملَأواand fill القِرَبthe wineskins
وَاِملَأوا القِرَب
شَمسُناour sun نَدىdew
شَمسُنا نَدى
and fill the wineskins!
And fill the jugs
Our sun is dew;
Our sun is dew
خَمرُناour wine أَدَبliterature
خَمرُنا أَدَب
فَجرُthe dawn of الجَبَلthe mountain نَدّىmoistened with dew
فَجرُ الجَبَل نَدّى
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The mountain's dawn bedewed
The dawn of the mountain gave dew
عَلَيكَupon you أَحلىthe sweetest قُبَلkisses
عَلَيكَ أَحلى قُبَل
وَماand not اِتَّصَلmade contact بِوَجنَتَwith the cheeks (word continues)
وَما اِتَّصَل بِوَجنَتَ
you with the sweetest kisses,
Upon you, the sweetest kisses
and scarcely had it touched your cheeks
And whatever connected with your cheeks
يكyour (completes 'your two cheeks') حَتّىuntil اِشتَعَلburst into flame
يك حَتّى اِشتَعَل
هَيّاcome on اِعصِروهُpress it وَعَتِّقوهand age it
هَيّا اِعصِروهُ وَعَتِّقوه
when it burst into flame.
Has caught fire
Come, press it and age it;
Come press it and emancipate it
يَكُنit will be نَبيلاًnoble إِذاwhen اِنتَسَبit claims descent
يَكُن نَبيلاً إِذا اِنتَسَب
وَلَيسَand is not أَصدَقmore truthful منthan المُعَتَّقaged wine
وَلَيسَ أَصدَق من المُعَتَّق
it will be noble when it claims its lineage,
To become noble when it originates
and nothing is truer than aged wine.
And nothing is more truthful than one who is emancipated
ياO عِنَبgrapes
يا عِنَب
O grapes!
O grapes
Sol 6.1