اسْقِيانيgive me drink, you two لقَدْindeed بَداhas appeared الفَجْرُthe dawn
اسْقِياني لقَدْ بَدا الفَجْرُ
وخَفِيand has vanished الكوْكَبْthe star
وخَفِي الكوْكَبْ
Give me drink, you two: dawn has appeared,
Quench my thirst, for dawn has appeared
and the star has vanished.
And the stars have faded
قهْوَةٌwine تُرْكُforsaking شرْبِهاdrinking it وِزْرٌa sin
قهْوَةٌ تُرْكُ شرْبِها وِزْرٌ
وهْيَand it is ليfor me مذْهَبْa creed
وهْيَ لي مذْهَبْ
Wine—to abstain from drinking it is a sin,
A coffee left undrunk is a burden
and it is my creed.
And it is my course
أنَديميO my boon companion اسْقِنيgive me drink لقدْindeed حَلاhas become sweet
أنَديمي اسْقِني لقدْ حَلا
شُرْبُdrinking راحٍwine براحْin the open air
شُرْبُ راحٍ براحْ
O my boon companion, give me drink: sweet indeed is
My companion, serve me, for the night
wine-drinking in the open air.
Has passed with its troubles
وغُرابُand the raven الظّلامِof darkness قدْalready ولَّىhas fled
وغُرابُ الظّلامِ قدْ ولَّى
منْfrom حَمامِthe doves الصّباحْof morning
منْ حَمامِ الصّباحْ
And the raven of darkness has fled
And the raven of darkness has gone
from the doves of morning.
From the pigeons of morning
ارْفَعِlift السّجْفَthe curtain تنْظُرِyou will see الطَّلاّthe dew
ارْفَعِ السّجْفَ تنْظُرِ الطَّلاّ
كيْفhow رشّit sprinkled البِطاحْthe valley flats
كيْف رشّ البِطاحْ
Lift the curtain; you will see the dew,
Lift the pot and look how the dew
how it has sprinkled the valley flats.
Has sprinkled the meadow
وانْثَنىand bent قُضْبُthe branches روْضِهاof its garden الخُضْرُgreen
وانْثَنى قُضْبُ روْضِها الخُضْرُ
طَرَباًin delight تلْعَبْthey play
طَرَباً تلْعَبْ
And its garden's green branches have bent,
And how the green branch swayed
playing in delight.
Happily playing
عجَباًhow strange كيْفَhow نالَهاovertook them السّكْرُdrunkenness
عجَباً كيْفَ نالَها السّكْرُ
وهْيَand they لمْdid not تشْرَبْdrink
وهْيَ لمْ تشْرَبْ
How strange—how has drunkenness overtaken them,
A wonder that drunkenness found it
though they have not drunk?
When it had not drunk
تغنّتْsang حَمائِمُthe doves القُضْبِof the branches
تغنّتْ حَمائِمُ القُضْبِ
بلِسانٍin a tongue بَديعْwondrous
بلِسانٍ بَديعْ
The doves of the branches sang
The branch's doves sang
in a wondrous tongue,
With a wondrous tongue
واسْتَهلّتْand began to flow مَدامِعُthe tear ducts السُّحْبِof the clouds
واسْتَهلّتْ مَدامِعُ السُّحْبِ
فوْقَover وشْيِthe embroidery الرّبيعْof spring
فوْقَ وشْيِ الرّبيعْ
and the clouds' tear ducts began to flow
And the clouds' tears commenced
over spring's embroidery.
Over the spring's face
ثمthen أدِرْهاpass it round كَماءَةِlike the water of الشُّهْبِthe shooting stars
ثم أدِرْها كَماءَةِ الشُّهْبِ
واسْقِنيand give me drink بالقَطيعْfrom the goblet
واسْقِني بالقَطيعْ
Then pass it round, like the water of the shooting stars,
Turn it like the mane of meteors
and give me drink from the goblet,
And serve me the flock
حيثُwhere يسْعَىhastens بكأسِهاwith its cup بدْرُa full moon
حيثُ يسْعَى بكأسِها بدْرُ
خدُّهُhis cheek مُذْهَبْgilded
خدُّهُ مُذْهَبْ
where a full moon hastens with its cup,
Where the full moon with her cup runs
his cheek gilded.
Her cheek golden
قدindeed حَكَىhas imitated فوْقَabove صُدْغِهِhis temple الشّعْرُthe hair
قد حَكَى فوْقَ صُدْغِهِ الشّعْرُ
كاتِباًa scribe يكْتُبْwriting
كاتِباً يكْتُبْ
The hair above his temple has imitated
Poetry has told on her cheek
a scribe writing.
A scribe writing
بأبيI ransom with my father مَنْthe one whom صِرْتُI have become منْthrough حُبِّهِhis love
بأبي مَنْ صِرْتُ منْ حُبِّهِ
وهْوَand he is هاءٌthe letter hāʾ وميمْand the letter mīm
وهْوَ هاءٌ وميمْ
May my father ransom him whose love has transformed me;
By He whose love made me
and he is hāʾ and mīm.
Of the letters haa and meem
أناI مِنْfrom حُبِّهhis love كشَطْرِlike half of اسْمِهِhis name
أنا مِنْ حُبِّه كشَطْرِ اسْمِهِ
وهْوَand he باقِيremains سَليمْunharmed
وهْوَ باقِي سَليمْ
Through loving him, I am like half his name,
I am of His love like half His name
while he remains unharmed.
While He remains perfect
كوْكَبٌa star يسْتَمدُّdraws sustenance منْfrom وجْهِهِhis face
كوْكَبٌ يسْتَمدُّ منْ وجْهِهِ
كلُّevery قلْبٍheart سَليمْsound
كلُّ قلْبٍ سَليمْ
A star from whose face sustenance is drawn
A planet taking from His face
by every sound heart.
Every sincere heart
ياO طِرازَadornment الجَمالِof beauty ماnot السِّرُّthe secret
يا طِرازَ الجَمالِ ما السِّرُّ
هَكذاthus يُنْسَبْis ascribed
هَكذا يُنْسَبْ
O adornment of beauty, the secret is not
O epitome of beauty, what is the secret
ascribed like this.
That you are attributed thus?
نحْنُwe أهْلُthe people الهَوىof love لناwe have سِتْرٌa veil
نحْنُ أهْلُ الهَوى لنا سِتْرٌ
هتْكُهُrending it يَصْعُبْis difficult
هتْكُهُ يَصْعُبْ
We are the people of love; we have a veil
We lovers have a veil
that is hard to rend.
Whose lifting is hard
قمَرٌa moon للهَوَىfor love بسُلْطانِهthrough his power
قمَرٌ للهَوَى بسُلْطانِه
عِزّةٌglory وانْتِصارْand victory
عِزّةٌ وانْتِصارْ
A moon—through his power, love has
A moon ruling love with his power
glory and victory.
Honor and triumph
وتَرَىand you see للسِّحْرِfor magic سِحْرِthe magic أجْفانِهِof his eyelids
وتَرَى للسِّحْرِ سِحْرِ أجْفانِهِ
بيْنَamong تِلْكthose الشِّفارْthe blades (eyelid edges)
بيْنَ تِلْك الشِّفارْ
And you see magic—the magic of his eyelids—
And you see the magic of his lashes' charm
among those blades.
Among those lids
أناI مِنْbecause of صَدِّهhis rejection وهِجْرانِهِand his abandonment
أنا مِنْ صَدِّه وهِجْرانِهِ
بيْنَbetween ماءٍwater ونارْand fire
بيْنَ ماءٍ ونارْ
Because of his rejection and abandonment, I am
I am of his rejection and estrangement
between water and fire.
Between water and fire
عسَىperhaps أنْthat يُغالِبَstruggles for mastery الأثَرُthe trace
عسَى أنْ يُغالِبَ الأثَرُ
والهَوَىand love أغْلَبْis stronger
والهَوَى أغْلَبْ
Perhaps the trace may struggle for mastery,
Perhaps the tracks will overcome
but love is stronger.
And love conquer
لوif ردَّrepelled العِذارُthe cheek-down إنّماonly العُذْرُthe excuse
لو ردَّ العِذارُ إنّما العُذْرُ
فيهِin it لمْdid not يُعْتِبْappease
فيهِ لمْ يُعْتِبْ
If his cheek-down repelled me, the excuse alone
If coyness returns, the excuse is only
found in it would not appease me.
In Him, no blame cast
أيُّwhat a قدٍّfigure بَداhas appeared منَfrom الغُصْنِthe bough
أيُّ قدٍّ بَدا منَ الغُصْنِ
فيin الرِّياضِthe gardens النّزيهْpleasant
في الرِّياضِ النّزيهْ
What a figure has emerged from the bough
What slender shape appeared from the branch
in the pleasant gardens!
In the chaste gardens
قُلْتُI said ياO غايَةَutmost المُنَىof desires صِلْنيgrant me union
قُلْتُ يا غايَةَ المُنَى صِلْني
بالذِيby the One whom نرْتَجيهْwe hope in him
بالذِي نرْتَجيهْ
I said: O utmost of my desires, grant me union,
I said "O object of wishes, bring me near
by the One in whom we place our hope.
To what we hope for"
فانثَنىthen he turned وهْوَwhile he was مُعْرِضٌturning away عنّيfrom me
فانثَنى وهْوَ مُعْرِضٌ عنّي
فتغنّيْتُso I sang فيهْabout him
فتغنّيْتُ فيهْ
Then he turned, averting himself from me,
But he turned away, ignoring me
so I sang of him:
And so I sang of him
آشْwhat يكُنْbecomes ممّنْof one who مَعْنَىmeaning بدْرُa full moon
آشْ يكُنْ ممّنْ مَعْنَى بدْرُ
وخَفِيand has vanished كوْكَبْa star
وخَفِي كوْكَبْ
What becomes of one whose meaning is a full moon,
How can it be, of those whose meaning is full moon
while a star has vanished?
And dimmed stars
ربّO Lord قوِّيstrengthen علىagainst الصّدودِrejection صبْرُpatience
ربّ قوِّي على الصّدودِ صبْرُ
وذَاand this الفِراقِparting ماhow أصْعَبْhard
وذَا الفِراقِ ما أصْعَبْ
Lord, strengthen patience in the face of rejection;
Lord, strengthen me against rejection
and how hard this parting is!
For parting is so hard
Sol 6.1