هَاتِbring الْحَدِيثَthe news عَنِabout الرَّكْبِthe caravan الَّذِيthat بَانَاdeparted
هَاتِ الْحَدِيثَ عَنِ الرَّكْبِ الَّذِي بَانَا
هَلْdid...? جَاوَزَcrossed الّشعْبَthe mountain pass أَمْor هَلْdid...? يَمَّمَheaded toward الْبَانَاthe bān trees
هَلْ جَاوَزَ الّشعْبَ أَمْ هَلْ يَمَّمَ الْبَانَا
Tell me the news of the caravan that departed.
Tell us about the caravan which set out
Did it cross the mountain pass, or head toward the bān trees?
Did it cross the mountain pass or head for Al-Bana?
أَحْبَابَنَاour beloved ones إِنْif نَأَتْgrew distant يَوْماًone day دِيَارُكُمُyour dwellings
أَحْبَابَنَا إِنْ نَأَتْ يَوْماً دِيَارُكُمُ
عَنَّاfrom us فَمَاyet not زِلْتُمُyou have ceased بِالْقَلْبِin the heart سُكَّانَاresidents
عَنَّا فَمَا زِلْتُمُ بِالْقَلْبِ سُكَّانَا
Our beloved ones, if someday your dwellings grow distant
If we ever come to your lands, O friends of ours,
From us, you still remain dwellers in the heart.
Though absent, in heart you remain our neighbors.
إِذَاwhen دَعَتْنَاcalled us إِلَىto السَّلْوَانِforgetfulness بَعْدَكُمُafter your departure
إِذَا دَعَتْنَا إِلَى السَّلْوَانِ بَعْدَكُمُ
نُفُوسَنَاour souls قَامَتِrose الأَشْوَاقُthe longings تَنْهَانَاforbid us
نُفُوسَنَا قَامَتِ الأَشْوَاقُ تَنْهَانَا
When, after your departure, we are urged to forget
When nostalgia calls us to reminisce after you,
By our own souls, our longings rise to forbid us.
Our hearts rise, longing restrains them.
فِيin ذِمَّةِthe keeping of اللَّهِGod أَحْبَابٌbeloved ones لَنَاof ours رَحَلُواthey departed
فِي ذِمَّةِ اللَّهِ أَحْبَابٌ لَنَا رَحَلُوا
دَانُواthey requited مُحِبَّهُمُtheir lover مِثْلَlike الَّذِيthat which دَانَاhe requited
دَانُوا مُحِبَّهُمُ مِثْلَ الَّذِي دَانَا
In God's keeping are beloved ones of ours who have departed;
We have dear friends who left in God's protection
They treated their lover just as he treated them.
As devoted to their beloveds as we are devoted.
فَإِنْand if شَكْوْنَاwe complain إِلَيهِمْto them مَاwhat نُكَابِدُهُwe endure it
فَإِنْ شَكْوْنَا إِلَيهِمْ مَا نُكَابِدُهُ
شَكَوْاthey complain مِنَof الْبُعْدِthe distance عَنَّاfrom us مِثْلَlike شَكْوَانَاour lament
شَكَوْا مِنَ الْبُعْدِ عَنَّا مِثْلَ شَكْوَانَا
And if we complain to them of what we endure,
If we complain to them of our suffering,
They lament being far from us just as we lament.
They complain of being far from us like we complain.
يَاO نَسْمَةَbreeze الرِّيحِthe wind مِنْfrom تِلْقَاءِْthe direction of أَرْضِهِمُtheir land
يَا نَسْمَةَ الرِّيحِ مِنْ تِلْقَاءِْ أَرْضِهِمُ
جَرِّرْtrail عَلَىover الطِّيبِthe fragrance أَذْيَالاَhems وَأَرْدَانَاand sleeves
جَرِّرْ عَلَى الطِّيبِ أَذْيَالاَ وَأَرْدَانَا
O breeze from the direction of their land,
O passing breeze, from their lands,
Trail your hems and sleeves over the fragrance.
Drag along sweet scents and traces of them.
وَاقْرand convey السَّلاَمَgreetings عَلَىto مَنْthe one whom لَسْتُI do not أَذْكُرُهُmention him
وَاقْر السَّلاَمَ عَلَى مَنْ لَسْتُ أَذْكُرُهُ
وَإِنْand though كَنَيْتُI alluded بهنْدٍby the name Hind عَنْهُto him أَحْيَانَاsometimes
وَإِنْ كَنَيْتُ بهنْدٍ عَنْهُ أَحْيَانَا
And convey greetings to the one I do not name,
Convey greetings to those I don't mention by name,
Though I sometimes refer to him under the name Hind.
Though at times I pined for them in India.
وَسْأَلْهُand ask him أَيْنَwhere عُهُودٌpledges بَيْنَنَاbetween us أُخِذَتْwere taken
وَسْأَلْهُ أَيْنَ عُهُودٌ بَيْنَنَا أُخِذَتْ
كَأَنَّas though مَاwhat كَانَwas مِنْهُfrom him قَطُّever مَاnot كَانَاwas
كَأَنَّ مَا كَانَ مِنْهُ قَطُّ مَا كَانَا
And ask him: where are the pledges made between us?
Ask him where are the pacts we made,
As though what once came from him had never been.
As though what was never was.
وَقَلْand say لَهُto him أَنْتَyou رُوحِيmy soul يَاO مُعَذِّبَهُits tormentor
وَقَلْ لَهُ أَنْتَ رُوحِي يَا مُعَذِّبَهُ
فَلاَso not أَرَىI see عَنْكَof you طُولَthroughout الدَّهْرِall time سُلْوَانَاforgetfulness
فَلاَ أَرَى عَنْكَ طُولَ الدَّهْرِ سُلْوَانَا
And tell him: You are my soul, O you who torment it;
Tell him: "You are my soul, O my tormentor,
So I see no forgetting you for all eternity.
I cannot do without you however long I live."
قَدْindeed صَارَhas become دَمْعِيَmy tears بَحْراًa sea فِيin مَحَاجِرِهِtheir eye sockets
قَدْ صَارَ دَمْعِيَ بَحْراً فِي مَحَاجِرِهِ
وَأَصْبَحَتْand have become وَسْطَهُamid it الأجفانthe eyelids أَجْفَانَاships
وَأَصْبَحَتْ وَسْطَهُ الأجفان أَجْفَانَا
My tears have become a sea in the sockets that hold them,
My tears have become a sea in my eyelids
And the eyelids amid it have become ships.
And my eyes twin ships floating on its surface.
وَمَاand not رَأَىsaw يَامُنَىO hope of نَفْسِيmy soul وَبُغْيَتَهَاand its desire
وَمَا رَأَى يَامُنَى نَفْسِي وَبُغْيَتَهَا
إِنْسَانُthe pupil عَيْنِيmy eye لَمَّاwhen غِبْتyou vanished أَعْيَانَاpeople
إِنْسَانُ عَيْنِي لَمَّا غِبْت أَعْيَانَا
And never has, O my soul's hope and desire,
What my soul craved and lusted for, O Muna,
The pupil of my eye seen anyone since you vanished.
No human eye has seen since you vanished from sight.
قَدْindeed كَانَwas وَصْلُكَunion with you يَوْماًonce لَيْسَnot يُقْنِعُنِيsatisfies me
قَدْ كَانَ وَصْلُكَ يَوْماً لَيْسَ يُقْنِعُنِي
فَصَارَso it became يُقْنِعُsatisfies قَلْبِيmy heart ذِكْرَكَremembering you أَلاَنَاnow
فَصَارَ يُقْنِعُ قَلْبِي ذِكْرَكَ أَلاَنَا
Once, union with you did not satisfy me;
Your company once did not satisfy me,
Yet now remembering you satisfies my heart.
But now, just remembering you contents my heart.
يَاسَامِعِينَO you who listen مِنَfrom الْعُذَّالِthe reproachers إِفْكَهُمُtheir lies
يَاسَامِعِينَ مِنَ الْعُذَّالِ إِفْكَهُمُ
بِاللهِby God لاَdo not تَسْمَعُواlisten زُوراًfalsehood وَبُهْتَانَاand slander
بِاللهِ لاَ تَسْمَعُوا زُوراً وَبُهْتَانَا
O you who listen to the reproachers' lies,
O you who hear the slanderer's lies,
By God, do not listen to falsehood and slander.
I implore you - do not listen to false accusations.
Sol 6.1