غداةَon the morning of النَّوىseparation زُمَّتْwere haltered لبينٍfor departure ركائبُriding camels
غداةَ النَّوى زُمَّتْ لبينٍ ركائبُ
عليهاupon them قِبابٌcanopies حَشْوُهَنَّtheir contents كواعبُfull-breasted maidens
عليها قِبابٌ حَشْوُهَنَّ كواعبُ
On the morning of separation, riding camels were haltered for departure;
The morning after farewell, the litters were made ready,
upon them were canopies filled with full-breasted maidens.
With canopies whose curtains were the fairest.
طلعنَthey rose شموساًas suns والديارُand the dwellings مشارقٌplaces of sunrise
طلعنَ شموساً والديارُ مشارقٌ
لهنَّfor them وأحداجُand the litters of القلاصthe young she-camels مغاربplaces of sunset
لهنَّ وأحداجُ القلاص مغارب
They rose as suns, and the dwellings were places of sunrise
Suns rose in splendor, and the land was radiant -
for them, while the young she-camels’ litters were places of sunset.
For them a rising, for others who departed, a setting.
تطاولgrew long ليليmy night بعدafter إمعانpressing far onward سيرهمtheir journey
تطاول ليلي بعد إمعان سيرهم
وآلىand swore الدُّجىthe darkness أنthat لاnot تغورَwould set الكواكبthe stars
وآلى الدُّجى أن لا تغورَ الكواكب
My night grew long after they journeyed far away,
My night grew long pondering their course,
and the darkness swore that the stars would not set.
And gloom was fain never to see the stars set.
فلاso no صبحَdawn إلاexcept منfrom محيَّاthe face of خريدةٍa bashful maiden
فلا صبحَ إلا من محيَّا خريدةٍ
ولاand no ليلَnight إلاexcept فوقَabove صُبحٍa dawn ذوائبtresses
ولا ليلَ إلا فوقَ صُبحٍ ذوائب
So dawn comes only from a bashful maiden’s face,
No dawn but brought me a beloved one's inducement to sell;
and no night exists but tresses above a dawn.
No night but above the morning's trace it hovered.
تأوَّبنيrevisited me by night منهنَّbecause of them سُهْدٌsleeplessness وعَبْرَةٌand weeping
تأوَّبني منهنَّ سُهْدٌ وعَبْرَةٌ
فلاso not أدمعيmy tears تَرْقاcease ولاnor النومُsleep آيبreturning
فلا أدمعي تَرْقا ولا النومُ آيب
Sleeplessness and weeping revisited me by night because of them,
Their memory has left me sleepless and tearful,
so my tears do not cease, nor does sleep return.
My tears flow unchecked, my eyes know no rest.
عذابsweet الثناياthe front teeth عذبتtormented قلبthe heart of مغرمan enamored lover
عذاب الثنايا عذبت قلب مغرم
براهwore it away عذابtorment منfrom جوىthe anguish of الحبlove واصبunceasing
براه عذاب من جوى الحب واصب
Maidens with sweet front teeth have tormented a lover’s heart,
The anguish of love has sweetly tortured my passionate heart
which unceasing torment from love’s anguish has worn away.
With a blend of joy and pain from the beloved's glance.
Sol 6.1