منwho لصبٍّfor a lovesick man لاnot يرعويheeds restraint لملامِin response to reproach
من لصبٍّ لا يرعوي لملامِ
نضوone worn thin كأسينtwo cups منof هوىًlove ومُدامِand wine
نضو كأسين من هوىً ومُدامِ
Who will help a lovesick man who heeds no reproach,
The mornings I don't worry about blame,
worn thin by two cups—of love and wine?
Pouring cups of love and wine.
عادَreturned منfrom لوعةِthe burning anguish of الصبابةِpassionate longing بالكاwith the cup (continued)
عادَ من لوعةِ الصبابةِ بالكا
سcompletes 'cup' وخلَّىand left الملامreproach للوامِto the reproachers
س وخلَّى الملام للوامِ
He returned from longing's burning anguish with the
Returning from the pangs of youth with a cup,
cup, and left reproach to the reproachers.
Leaving blame to the blamer.
ياO نديميmy two drinking companions لاdo not تناماsleep, you two عنto the neglect of الراthe wine (continued)
يا نديمي لا تناما عن الرا
حِcompletes 'wine' ولاand do not ترقُباawait, you two سُفورَthe lifting of الظلامِthe darkness
حِ ولا ترقُبا سُفورَ الظلامِ
O my two drinking companions, do not sleep and miss the
My friend, don't sleep through joyful times,
wine, nor wait for the darkness to lift.
Don't watch for the dusk of darkness.
هاجنيroused me للصبوحto morning drinking نَقرُthe striking of النواقيسِthe bells
هاجني للصبوح نَقرُ النواقيسِ
ونجوىand the whispered converse of حمامةٍa dove وحمامِand doves
ونجوى حمامةٍ وحمامِ
The striking of bells roused me to a morning draught,
Morning bells awoke me for dawn prayers,
and the whispered converse of a dove and doves.
The cooing of a dove and doves.
فاصبحانيso give me a morning drink, you two قبلَbefore الصباحthe morning مُداماًwine
فاصبحاني قبلَ الصباح مُداماً
قهوةًwine مُزَّةًtart بماءِwith water from غمامِclouds
قهوةً مُزَّةً بماءِ غمامِ
So serve me a morning draught of wine before dawn,
So give me before the dawn wine
a tart wine mixed with water from the clouds.
Coffee laced with misty rainwater.
وألِمَّاand stop by, you two علىat المنازلِthe dwellings بالقُفat al-Qufṣ (continued)
وألِمَّا على المنازلِ بالقُف
صِcompletes 'al-Qufṣ' فنُوحاthen wail, you two نياحةَthe lament of المُستهامِone distraught with love
صِ فنُوحا نياحةَ المُستهامِ
And stop by the dwellings at
When we stop by the dwellings in the evening,
al-Qufṣ, and wail the lament of one distraught with love.
We'll weep the weeping of the love-sick.
Sol 6.1