ماwhat لقَلبيwith my heart يصْبوyearns ودمعيand my tears يَصوبُpour down
ما لقَلبي يصْبو ودمعي يَصوبُ
عندَماwhen بانَgrew distant منزِلٌa dwelling وحَبيبُand a beloved
عندَما بانَ منزِلٌ وحَبيبُ
Why does my heart yearn, while my tears pour down,
Why does my heart yearn as my tears flow down
when a dwelling and a beloved have grown distant?
When the house of my beloved comes into view
تركَleft الوجدُpassion فيin فُؤاديmy heart بَقاياremnants
تركَ الوجدُ في فُؤادي بَقايا
عنْدَupon ذكراكَremembering you فيin الدّموعِthe tears تَذوبُmelt
عنْدَ ذكراكَ في الدّموعِ تَذوبُ
Passion has left remnants in my heart
Longing leaves remnants in my heart
that melt in tears at the thought of you.
That melt into tears at the mention of you
ليتَwould that شعريmy knowing متىwhen يعودُreturns زمانٌa time
ليتَ شعري متى يعودُ زمانٌ
قدalready تقضَّىelapsed بوصلناin our union ويؤوبُand comes back
قد تقضَّى بوصلنا ويؤوبُ
Would that I knew when the time would return
I wish I knew when the days would return
that passed in our union, and come back again.
That passed in our union, now gone askew
أينwhere ليلٌa night نعمتُI enjoyed bliss فيهin it بِلَيلىwith Layla
أين ليلٌ نعمتُ فيه بِلَيلى
وعليناand over us منamong النجومthe stars رقيبُa watcher
وعلينا من النجوم رقيبُ
Where is the night when I knew bliss with Layla,
Where is the night I enjoyed with Layla
with a watcher among the stars above us,
With stars watching over us as we two
وسطamid روضٍa garden حكىmirrored الشمائلَthe graces منهاof hers
وسط روضٍ حكى الشمائلَ منها
إنْif هَفَتْstirred شمْألٌa north wind وهبّتْand blew جَنوبُa south wind
إنْ هَفَتْ شمْألٌ وهبّتْ جَنوبُ
amid a garden that mirrored her graces,
In a garden she told of her beauty
when a north wind stirred and a south wind blew?
As a twig swayed when a breeze lightly blew
فهْيَfor she تحْكيهِmirrors it إذwhen يَروقُdelights جَمالاًin beauty
فهْيَ تحْكيهِ إذ يَروقُ جَمالاً
زهْرُهُits blossoms أوor يَميلُsways منهُfrom it قَضيبُa bough
زهْرُهُ أو يَميلُ منهُ قَضيبُ
For she mirrors it when it charms with the beauty
She tells it as her splendor grows evident
of its blossoms, or when a bough of it sways.
In the flower's bloom or bending bough's skew
إذfor لَهاshe has بهجَةٌsplendor وحُسْنٌand beauty عجيبٌwondrous
إذ لَها بهجَةٌ وحُسْنٌ عجيبٌ
وجمالٌand loveliness بادٍvisible وعَرْفٌand fragrance وطيبُand perfume
وجمالٌ بادٍ وعَرْفٌ وطيبُ
For she has splendor and wondrous beauty,
For she has wondrous beauty and charm
and manifest loveliness, fragrance, and perfume,
Lovely figure, scent and sweetness too
منطِقٌspeech ليّنٌgentle وعينٌand an eye كحيلٌkohl-dark
منطِقٌ ليّنٌ وعينٌ كحيلٌ
وقَوامٌand a figure لدْنٌsupple وثغْرٌand a mouth شَنِيبُcool and white-toothed
وقَوامٌ لدْنٌ وثغْرٌ شَنِيبُ
gentle speech, and a kohl-dark eye,
A soft voice, kohl-lined eyes and slender waist
and a supple figure, and a mouth with cool, white teeth.
Delicate cheeks and lips of ruddy hue
وعَذولٍand a reproacher جَفاwas harsh وللقَلبِand for the heart وجْدٌlonging
وعَذولٍ جَفا وللقَلبِ وجْدٌ
جمْرُهُits embers فيin جَوانِحيmy ribs مَشْبوبُkindled
جمْرُهُ في جَوانِحي مَشْبوبُ
And a reproacher was harsh, while longing filled my heart,
With aloofness, rejection, and ardour for my heart
its embers kindled within my ribs.
Its embers stoked within me, askew
قالhe said ليto me أيَّwhich مطْلَبٍaim تبْتَغيهِyou seek it
قال لي أيَّ مطْلَبٍ تبْتَغيهِ
قلتُI said مالِيI have no منْfrom بعدِهاafter her مَطْلوبُobject of desire
قلتُ مالِي منْ بعدِها مَطْلوبُ
He said to me, 'What aim do you seek?'
He asked what wish I hoped to attain
I said, 'Beyond her, I have no object of desire.'
I said without her I have no pursuit
قالhe said دعْهاleave her وسَلِّand distract قلبَكَyour heart عنْهاfrom her
قال دعْها وسَلِّ قلبَكَ عنْها
قلتُI said هَلّاhave ... no? للعاشقينfor lovers قُلوبُhearts
قلتُ هَلّا للعاشقين قُلوبُ
He said, 'Leave her, and distract your heart from her.'
He said leave her be and divert your heart
I said, 'Have lovers no hearts?'
I said do lovers' hearts ever eschew?
قالhe said نقّلْهُshift it ساعةًfor an hour عنْaway from هَواهاlove for her
قال نقّلْهُ ساعةً عنْ هَواها
قلتُI said ماno فيهِin it للوجودِfor existence نَصيبُa share
قلتُ ما فيهِ للوجودِ نَصيبُ
He said, 'Turn it from loving her for an hour.'
He said turn it from passion an hour
I said, 'In it, existence has no share.'
I said in it the cosmos has no share
قالhe said قدindeed عذّبَتْكَshe tormented you هجْراًwith abandonment وصدّاًand rejection
قال قد عذّبَتْكَ هجْراً وصدّاً
قلتُI said فيهاin her case يُسْتَعْذَبُis found sweet التعْذيبُtorment
قلتُ فيها يُسْتَعْذَبُ التعْذيبُ
He said, 'She has tormented you with abandonment and rejection.'
He said she has tortured you with estrangement and disdain
I said, 'For her sake, torment is sweet.'
I said in it agony tastes sweet too
قالhe said ليto me قدindeed تمنّعbecame inaccessible العطْفُaffection منْهاfrom her
قال لي قد تمنّع العطْفُ منْها
قلتُI said مهْلاًgently فالعِطْفُfor the flank منهاof hers رَطيبُsupple
قلتُ مهْلاً فالعِطْفُ منها رَطيبُ
He said to me, 'Her affection has proved inaccessible.'
He said tenderness she withheld from you
I said, 'Easy—for her flank is supple.'
I said gently, her tenderness will accrue
قالhe said هلْcan ...? يُقْنِعُsatisfy المشوقَthe yearning lover خيالٌa phantom
قال هلْ يُقْنِعُ المشوقَ خيالٌ
قلتُI said لوْلاwere it not for أنّthat الخَيالَthe phantom كَذوبُdeceitful
قلتُ لوْلا أنّ الخَيالَ كَذوبُ
He said, 'Can a phantom satisfy the yearning lover?'
He said can mere visions please longing?
I said, 'Were it not that the phantom is deceitful!'
I said without them all is false and askew
قالhe said ماذاwhat جَفاwas cruel to فؤادَكyour heart منهاof hers
قال ماذا جَفا فؤادَك منها
قلتُI said سهْمُthe arrow اللّحاظِthe glances وهْوَand it مُصيبُstriking true
قلتُ سهْمُ اللّحاظِ وهْوَ مُصيبُ
He said, 'What of hers has been cruel to your heart?'
He asked what was cruel to your heart from her
I said, 'The arrow of her glances—and it strikes true.'
I said the arrow of her glance, its aim true
قالhe said هَلْhas ...? طابَbeen sweet بعدَهاafter her لكَfor you عيشٌlife
قال هَلْ طابَ بعدَها لكَ عيشٌ
قلتُI said دونwithout الوِصالِunion كيفَhow يَطيبُis sweet
قلتُ دون الوِصالِ كيفَ يَطيبُ
He said, 'Has life been sweet to you since her departure?'
He asked has life been sweet since she left
I said, 'Without union, how could it be sweet?'
I said without union, how can it be true?
قالhe said هلhas ...? حالَchanged منكَof yours بالبُعْدِthrough separation حالٌa condition
قال هل حالَ منكَ بالبُعْدِ حالٌ
قلتُI said حالِيmy condition مَدامِعٌtears ونَحيبُand sobbing
قلتُ حالِي مَدامِعٌ ونَحيبُ
He said, 'Has separation changed your condition?'
He asked has your state changed from her distance
I said, 'My condition is tears and sobbing.'
I said my state is tears and sad venue
قالhe said هلdo ...? تنقَعُquench الدموعُthe tears غَليلاًburning thirst
قال هل تنقَعُ الدموعُ غَليلاً
قلتُI said طيَّwithin الضّلوعِthe ribs منْهاfrom them لَهيبُa blaze
قلتُ طيَّ الضّلوعِ منْها لَهيبُ
He said, 'Do tears quench burning thirst?'
He asked do tears ease the anguish
I said, 'Within my ribs, from them comes a blaze.'
I said in my ribs from them burns rue
قالَhe said ماwhat رقّgrew delicate منْكَin you بعْدَafter نَواهاher departure
قالَ ما رقّ منْكَ بعْدَ نَواها
قلتُI said جسْمٌbody وأدْمُعٌand tears ونَسيبُand love poetry
قلتُ جسْمٌ وأدْمُعٌ ونَسيبُ
He said, 'What in you has grown delicate since her departure?'
He asked what softened you after her vow
I said, 'My body, my tears, and my love poetry.'
I said a body, tears, and love anew
أصبَحَbecame القلبُthe heart عاشِقاًenamored فيin حُلاهاher charms
أصبَحَ القلبُ عاشِقاً في حُلاها
فلهُso it has طَيَّwithin أضْلُعيmy ribs تَقْليبُrestless turning
فلهُ طَيَّ أضْلُعي تَقْليبُ
The heart has become enamored of her charms,
My heart became enamored in her wrap
and so it turns restlessly within my ribs.
So my ribs twisting have skew
كلّماwhenever روّعتْهُfrightened it شمسُthe sun ضُحاهاher morning
كلّما روّعتْهُ شمسُ ضُحاها
بغُروبٍby setting للدّمْعِfor the tears منّيfrom me غُروبُbucketfuls
بغُروبٍ للدّمْعِ منّي غُروبُ
Whenever the sun of her morning frightens it
Whenever her morning sun startles it
by setting, tears pour from me by the bucketful.
With sunset my tears set on cue
Sol 6.1