سلوانSulwan لاdo not تحزنيgrieve إنif خاننيbetrays me الأجلthe allotted lifespan
سلوان لا تحزني إن خانني الأجل
ماwhat lies بينbetween جرحa wound وجرحand a wound ينبتsprouts الأملhope
ما بين جرح وجرح ينبت الأمل
Salwan, do not grieve if my allotted time betrays me.
Sulwan, do not grieve if my allotted span betrays me.
Between one wound and another, hope takes root.
Between one wound and another, hope sprouts.
لاdo not تحزنيgrieve ياO ابنتيmy daughter إنif ضاقclosed in بيon me زمنيmy time
لا تحزني يا ابنتي إن ضاق بي زمني
إنindeed الخطاياsins بدمعwith tears of الطهرpurity تغتسلare washed clean
إن الخطايا بدمع الطهر تغتسل
Do not grieve, my daughter, if my times close in on me.
Do not grieve, my daughter, if my time closes in on me.
For sins are washed clean by the tears of purity.
Indeed, sins are washed clean with purity's tears.
قدmay يصبحbecome العمرlife أحلاماdreams نطاردهاwe pursue them
قد يصبح العمر أحلاما نطاردها
تجريthey run ونجريand we run.. وتدميناand make us bleed ولاand not نصلwe arrive
تجري ونجري.. وتدمينا ولا نصل
A lifetime may become dreams that we pursue—
Life may become dreams we pursue.
They race, and we race; they leave us bleeding, yet we never arrive.
They run and we run; they make us bleed, and we do not arrive.
سلوانSulwan لاdo not تسألينيask me عنabout حكايتناour story
سلوان لا تسأليني عن حكايتنا
ماذاwhat فعلناwe did.. وماذاand what ويحهمwoe to them فعلواthey did
ماذا فعلنا.. وماذا ويحهم فعلوا
Salwan, do not ask me about our story:
Sulwan, do not ask me about our story.
What did we do—and what, woe to them, did they do?
What we did, and what—woe to them—they did.
قدindeed ضيعواthey squandered العمرlife ياO للعمرfor life لوif جنحتveered away
قد ضيعوا العمر يا للعمر لو جنحت
مناfrom us الحياةlife وأفتىand issued a ruling منone who بهin him خبلmadness
منا الحياة وأفتى من به خبل
They squandered a lifetime—alas for life!—if life should turn
They have squandered life—alas for life, if it has veered
Away from us, and one possessed by madness pronounce judgment.
Away from us, and one afflicted with madness has issued a ruling.
عمرa life ثقيلburdensome بكأسwith a cup of الحزنsorrow جرعناmade us drink
عمر ثقيل بكأس الحزن جرعنا
كيفhow الهروبescape وقدand already تاهتwent astray بناwith us الحيلstratagems
كيف الهروب وقد تاهت بنا الحيل
A heavy age made us drink from sorrow’s cup.
A burdensome life has made us drink from sorrow's cup.
How can we escape when every stratagem has failed us?
How can we escape when our stratagems have led us astray?
الحزنsorrow فيin القلبthe heart فيin الأعماقthe depths فيin دمناour blood
الحزن في القلب في الأعماق في دمنا
يأسdespair طويلlong فكيفso how الجرحthe wound يندملheals
يأس طويل فكيف الجرح يندمل
Sorrow is in the heart, in the depths, in our blood.
Sorrow is in the heart, in the depths, in our blood.
A long despair—how, then, can the wound heal?
A long despair—how, then, can the wound heal?
أيامناour days لمhave not تزلceased بالوهمwith illusion تخدعناdeceive us
أيامنا لم تزل بالوهم تخدعنا
قبرa grave منof الخوفfear يطويناenfolds us ونحتملand we endure
قبر من الخوف يطوينا ونحتمل
Our days still deceive us with illusion.
Our days still deceive us with illusion.
A grave of fear enfolds us, and we endure.
A grave of fear enfolds us, and we endure.
لاdo not تسألينيask me لماذاwhy الحزنsorrow ضيعناruined us
لا تسأليني لماذا الحزن ضيعنا
ولتسأليand ask الحزنsorrow هلwhether ضاقتgrew narrow بهaround it السبلthe paths
ولتسألي الحزن هل ضاقت به السبل
Do not ask me why sorrow has squandered us;
Do not ask me why sorrow has ruined us.
Ask sorrow whether every path has closed around it.
And ask sorrow whether the paths have closed to it.
إنif ضاقتgrew narrow الأرضthe earth بالأحلامfor dreams فيin وطنيmy homeland
إن ضاقت الأرض بالأحلام في وطني
ماnot زالhas ceased فيon الأفقthe horizon ضوءthe light of الحلمthe dream يكتملbecomes complete
ما زال في الأفق ضوء الحلم يكتمل
If the earth grows too cramped for dreams in a homeland,
If the earth grows too narrow for dreams in my homeland,
The light of the dream is still ripening on the horizon.
The dream's light still grows to fullness on the horizon.
هذيthese الجماجمskulls أزهاراas flowers سيحملهاwill carry them
هذي الجماجم أزهارا سيحملها
عمرa life جديدnew لمنfor those who عاشواlived.. ومنand those who رحلواdeparted
عمر جديد لمن عاشوا.. ومن رحلوا
These skulls, transformed into flowers, will be borne
These skulls will be borne as flowers
By a new age, for those who lived—and those who departed.
By a new life, for those who lived and those who departed.
هذيthis الدماءblood سترويwill water أرضناour land أملاwith hope
هذي الدماء ستروي أرضنا أملا
قدmay يخطئmistake الدهرtime عنوانيmy address ولاand not أصلI arrive
قد يخطئ الدهر عنواني ولا أصل
This blood will water our land with hope.
This blood will water our land with hope.
Time may mistake my address, and I may never arrive.
Time may mistake my address, and I may not arrive.
إنif ضاقgrew weary منيof me زمانيmy time لنwill not أعاتبهI reproach it
إن ضاق مني زماني لن أعاتبه
هلdoes يعشقlove passionately السفحthe foothill منone whose أحلامهhis dreams الجبلthe mountain
هل يعشق السفح من أحلامه الجبل
If my times close in on me, I will not reproach them.
If my time grows weary of me, I will not reproach it.
Does the mountainside dream of loving the mountain?
Can one who dreams of the mountain love the foothill?
سلوانSulwan ياO فرحةa joy فيon الأرضthe earth تحملنيcarries me
سلوان يا فرحة في الأرض تحملني
فيin ضوءthe light of عينيكyour eyes لاno يأسdespair ولاand no مللtedium
في ضوء عينيك لا يأس ولا ملل
Salwan, O joy upon the earth, carrying me—
Sulwan, O joy on earth that carries me,
In the light of your eyes there is no despair, no weariness.
In the light of your eyes, there is no despair and no tedium.
عيناكyour eyes ياO واحتيmy oasis عمرa life أعانقهI embrace it
عيناك يا واحتي عمر أعانقه
إنif ضاقتgrew narrow الأرضthe earth وانسابتand flowed بناbearing us along المقلthe eyes
إن ضاقت الأرض وانسابت بنا المقل
Your eyes, my oasis, are a lifetime I embrace.
Your eyes, O my oasis, are a life I embrace,
Though the earth grows narrow and our eyes stream with tears.
If the earth closes in and eyes bear us along as they flow.
ضيعتI squandered عمريmy life أغنيI sing of الحبlove فيin زمنan age
ضيعت عمري أغني الحب في زمن
شيئانtwo things ماتاboth died عليهupon it الحبlove والأملand hope
شيئان ماتا عليه الحب والأمل
I squandered my life singing of love in an age
I squandered my life singing of love in an age
Upon which two things died: love and hope.
In which two things died: love and hope.
ضيعتI squandered عمريmy life أبيعI sell الحلمthe dream فيin وطنa homeland
ضيعت عمري أبيع الحلم في وطن
شيئانtwo things عاشاboth lived عليهupon it الزيفfalsehood والدجلand fraud
شيئان عاشا عليه الزيف والدجل
I squandered my life selling dreams in a homeland
I squandered my life selling the dream in a homeland
Upon which two things thrived: falsehood and fraud.
In which two things lived: falsehood and fraud.
كمhow often راودتنيtempted me بحارthe seas of البعدdistance فيin خجلshyness
كم راودتني بحار البعد في خجل
لاnot أستطيعI can بعاداseparation كيفhow أحتملI endure
لا أستطيع بعادا كيف أحتمل
How often the seas of distance courted me, shyly.
How often the seas of distance have shyly tempted me.
I cannot bear separation—how could I endure it?
I cannot bear separation—how could I endure it?
مازالstill remains للحبfor love بيتa home فيin ضمائرناour consciences
مازال للحب بيت في ضمائرنا
ماhow أجملbeautiful النارthe fire تخبوdies down ثمthen تشتعلflares up
ما أجمل النار تخبو ثم تشتعل
Love still has a home within our innermost selves.
Love still has a home in our consciences.
How beautiful the fire: it dies down, then flares again.
How beautiful the fire as it dies down, then flares up.
لاdo not تفزعيbe frightened ياO ابنتيmy daughter ولتضحكيand laugh أبداalways
لا تفزعي يا ابنتي ولتضحكي أبدا
كمmany a طالgrew long ليلnight وعندand at الصبحmorning يرتحلdeparts
كم طال ليل وعند الصبح يرتحل
Do not be afraid, my daughter; keep laughing always.
Do not be afraid, my daughter, and laugh always.
However long the night may last, at dawn it departs.
Many a night has lasted long, yet departs at dawn.
ماnot زالhas ceased فيin خاطريmy mind حلمa dream يراودنيtempts me
ما زال في خاطري حلم يراودني
أنthat يرجعreturn الصبحmorning والأطيارand the birds والغزلand love poetry
أن يرجع الصبح والأطيار والغزل
A dream still visits me within my thoughts:
In my mind there is still a dream that beckons to me:
That morning, birds, and love song will return.
That morning, the birds, and love poetry may return.
سلوانSulwan ياO طفلتيmy little girl لاdo not تحزنيgrieve أبداever
سلوان يا طفلتي لا تحزني أبدا
إنindeed الطيورthe birds بضوءwith the light of الفجرdawn تكتحلapply kohl to their eyes
إن الطيور بضوء الفجر تكتحل
Salwan, my little girl, never grieve.
Sulwan, my little girl, never grieve.
For birds line their eyes with the light of dawn.
Indeed, the birds wear dawn's light as kohl.
ماnot زلتI have ceased to be طيراa bird يغنيsings of الحبlove فيin أملhope
ما زلت طيرا يغني الحب في أمل
قدmay يمنحgrant الحلمthe dream.. مالاwhat ... does not يمنحgrant الأجلthe allotted lifespan..
قد يمنح الحلم.. مالا يمنح الأجل..
I remain a bird, singing of love through pain.
I am still a bird, singing of love in hope.
A dream may grant what allotted time never can...
A dream may grant what an allotted lifespan does not.
Sol 6.1