لوif كانwere سِرُّكyour secret للوُشاةto the talebearers مُعَرَّضاexposed
لو كان سِرُّك للوُشاة مُعَرَّضا
لمnot أُغْضclose my eyes منfrom دمعيmy tears علىupon جمرembers الغَضاghada wood
لم أُغْض من دمعي على جمر الغَضا
If your secret had been exposed to the talebearers,
If your secret was exposed to the slanderers
I would not have shut my tearful eyes upon the embers of ghada wood.
I would not restrain my tears over the embers of grief
وإِذاand when سقىgave drink فمُهhis mouth الرحيقُpure wine مُقَبَّلاkissed
وإِذا سقى فمُه الرحيقُ مُقَبَّلا
حيّاgreeted بتُفّاحwith apples الخُدودthe cheeks مُعَضَّضاmarked by bites
حيّا بتُفّاح الخُدود مُعَضَّضا
And when his kissed mouth gives pure wine to drink,
And if his mouth sipped the wine, kissed
he offers the bitten apples of his cheeks in greeting.
With the blush of his cheeks reddened
ماwhatever اسودّturned black فيon يومthe day of الصُّدودestrangement فإِنهُthen indeed it
ما اسودّ في يوم الصُّدود فإِنهُ
يلقاكmeets you فيon ليلthe night of التواصلunion أَبيضاwhite
يلقاك في ليل التواصل أَبيضا
Whatever turned black on the day of estrangement will surely
Do not despair on the day of estrangement, for
meet you white on the night of union.
He will meet you in the night of reunion white
هذاthis وكمand how often جاريتI raced alongside فيin طَلَقthe gallop of الصِّباyouth
هذا وكم جاريت في طَلَق الصِّبا
سَلِسَyielding القيادthe rein وكانand was صعباًunruly ريّضاtamed
سَلِسَ القياد وكان صعباً ريّضا
So much for that—and how often, in youth's gallop, I raced alongside
And how much did I flow in the meadows of youth
one yielding to the rein, once unruly, then tamed.
With leadership easy and difficult to tame
عاقرتُI drank deep of مُبْهَمَveiled عَتْبهhis reproach حتىuntil بدتappeared
عاقرتُ مُبْهَمَ عَتْبه حتى بدت
غُررbright blazes الرضاءِapproval علىupon خلالthe qualities of أَبيAbu (father of) الرضاal-Rida (contentment)
غُرر الرضاءِ على خلال أَبي الرضا
I drank deep of his veiled reproach until there appeared
I disciplined the ambiguous reproach until
the bright blazes of approval upon Abu al-Rida's character.
The pearls of pleasure on his cheeks appeared
لوif لمnot يكنbe لِبَنانهto his fingertips شِيَمُthe qualities of الحياrain
لو لم يكن لِبَنانه شِيَمُ الحيا
ماnot أزهرblossomed القرطاسthe paper منهfrom him وروّضاand was made a garden
ما أزهر القرطاس منه وروّضا
Had his fingertips not possessed the qualities of rain,
If his affection lacked nobility
the paper would not have blossomed through him and become a garden.
The paper would not have flourished and trained by him
ماnever جاشsurged فيin صدرthe opening of المُلَطَّفthe brief missive صدرُهhis breast
ما جاش في صدر المُلَطَّف صدرُه
إِلاّexcept that ظننتI thought الجيشthe army قدalready ملأَfilled الفضاthe open expanse
إِلاّ ظننت الجيش قد ملأَ الفضا
Never did his breast surge in the opening of a brief missive
No chest glowed in the heart of the gentle
without my thinking the army had already filled the open expanse.
Unless I thought the army had filled the space
Sol 6.1