إِنَّindeed الَّذيthe one who بِجَحيمin the hell of الصدّrejection عذّبنيtormented me
إِنَّ الَّذي بِجَحيم الصدّ عذّبني
مذsince بانhe departed عنّيfrom me لَمdid not أظهرappear ولمand did not أبِنِbe visible
مذ بان عنّي لَم أظهر ولم أبِنِ
Indeed, the one who tormented me in the hell of rejection—
He who has tortured me with the hell of estrangement
since he left me, I have neither appeared nor been seen.
Since he disappeared from me, I have not appeared nor built
أَستودعُI entrust اللَهGod بَدراًa full moon حينَwhen ودّعنيhe bade me farewell
أَستودعُ اللَه بَدراً حينَ ودّعني
وَسارand he departed للسقمto sickness وَالتَبريحِand torment أَودعنيhe consigned me
وَسار للسقم وَالتَبريحِ أَودعني
I entrusted a full moon to God when he bade me farewell,
I entrust Badr when he bid me farewell
and he departed, consigning me to sickness and torment.
And went towards sickness and heartache he left me
منwhoever سرّهُpleased him وَطَنٌa homeland يَوماًone day أَقامhe dwelt بِهِin it
من سرّهُ وَطَنٌ يَوماً أَقام بِهِ
فَإِنَّنيthen indeed I ساءَنيsaddened me مِنfrom بَعدِهِafter him وَطَنيmy homeland
فَإِنَّني ساءَني مِن بَعدِهِ وَطَني
If someone was ever gladdened by a homeland he dwelt in,
He whose secret is a homeland where he once stayed
my own homeland has grieved me since his departure.
So after him my homeland was miserable to me
إِنَّindeed الغَريبthe stranger الَّذيthe one whose تنأىgrow distant أَحِبَّتُهُhis loved ones
إِنَّ الغَريب الَّذي تنأى أَحِبَّتُهُ
عَنfrom طَرفِهِhis sight لاnot الَّذيthe one who ينأىgoes far عَنfrom السَكَنِhome
عَن طَرفِهِ لا الَّذي ينأى عَن السَكَنِ
The true stranger is he whose loved ones are far
Indeed the stranger whom his loved ones are remote
from his sight, not he who is far from home.
From him not the one who is remote from residence
حَبيبُthe beloved of قَلبيmy heart عَلىagainst رغمthe will of العذولthe reproacher وَلاand not
حَبيبُ قَلبي عَلى رغم العذول وَلا
أَشُكُّI doubt أَنّthat عذوليmy reproacher فيهِconcerning him يَحسُدنيenvies me
أَشُكُّ أَنّ عذولي فيهِ يَحسُدني
He is my heart's beloved, despite the reproacher, and I do not
The beloved of my heart despite the estrangement but
doubt that my reproacher envies me for him.
I doubt that my estrangement in him envies me
ياO صاحبيmy companion وَالَّذيand the one whose أَرجوI hope for مودَّتَهhis affection
يا صاحبي وَالَّذي أَرجو مودَّتَه
إِنّيindeed I اِمتُحِنتُhave been tried فساعدنيso help me لتسعدنيto gladden me
إِنّي اِمتُحِنتُ فساعدني لتسعدني
O my companion, and you whose affection I hope for,
O my friend, the one I hope for his affection
I have been put to the test; help me, that you may gladden me.
I have been tested so help me to make me happy
أَرِّخdate بشهرِby unsheathing سيوفٍswords منfrom لواحظهhis glances
أَرِّخ بشهرِ سيوفٍ من لواحظه
وَمستَهلِّand the onset of دُموعيmy tears أَوّلthe beginning of المِحَنِtrials
وَمستَهلِّ دُموعي أَوّل المِحَنِ
Date, by the unsheathing of swords from his glances
Record with the month of swords from its crescents
and the first flow of my tears, the beginning of my trials.
And the beginning of my tears, the first of trials
وَاِروِand narrate المسلسَلthe linked account منfrom دَمعيmy tears وَعارِضِهِand his cheek
وَاِروِ المسلسَل من دَمعي وَعارِضِهِ
بالأوّليّةwith first transmission عَنfrom عشقيmy passion وَعَنand from حَزَنيmy sorrow
بالأوّليّة عَن عشقي وَعَن حَزَني
And narrate the linked account of my tears and his cheek,
And narrate the series from my tears presenting it
as a first transmission, from my passion and my sorrow.
With priority about my love and my grief
كالبَدرِlike the full moon لكنbut بِلاwithout نقصwaning وَلاand without كَلَفٍdark spots
كالبَدرِ لكن بِلا نقص وَلا كَلَفٍ
فيin الحسنِbeauty والسنّand age والإِشراقِand radiance وَالسننِand appearance
في الحسنِ والسنّ والإِشراقِ وَالسننِ
Like the full moon, but without waning or dark spots,
Like the full moon but without defect or pretense
in beauty, age, radiance, and appearance.
In beauty, age, radiance and sunna
أَخشىI fear عَلَيهِfor him عيونthe eyes of الناسpeople تنهبهwill plunder him
أَخشى عَلَيهِ عيون الناس تنهبه
إِذاwhen بَداhe appears طالِعاًrising وَالشمسand the sun فيin قرَنِconjunction
إِذا بَدا طالِعاً وَالشمس في قرَنِ
I fear that people's eyes will plunder him
I fear for him the eyes of people will plunder him
when he appears, rising, with the sun in conjunction.
When he appears rising and the sun in its horns
تَهتَزُّsways كاليَزَنيّlike a Yazani spear اللَدنِthe supple one قامتُهhis stature
تَهتَزُّ كاليَزَنيّ اللَدنِ قامتُه
وَإِنَّماand only لحظُهُhis glance سَيفُthe sword of بنِIbn (son of) ذيDhi يَزَنِYazan
وَإِنَّما لحظُهُ سَيفُ بنِ ذي يَزَنِ
His stature sways like a supple Yazani spear,
His stature quivers like gentle Yazin
and his glance is none other than the sword of Ibn Dhi Yazan.
Yet his glance is the sword of the son of Dhi Yazan
أَقسمتI swore منهُfrom him بِلُطفby gentleness فيin شمائلهِhis qualities
أَقسمت منهُ بِلُطف في شمائلهِ
أَيمانَoaths of صدقtruth بأَنّيthat I فيهِconcerning him ذوpossessed of شَجَنِsorrow
أَيمانَ صدق بأَنّي فيهِ ذو شَجَنِ
I swore by the gentleness found in his character,
I swore by his gentle traits
truthful oaths that I am filled with sorrow for him.
True oaths that I have passion for him
أَظُنُّهُI think he لَيسَdoes not يَدريknow مُنتَهىthe utmost extent of شجنيmy sorrow
أَظُنُّهُ لَيسَ يَدري مُنتَهى شجني
عَلَيهِfor him فَهوَso he بغيرwithout الوصلunion يكرِمُنيhonors me
عَلَيهِ فَهوَ بغير الوصل يكرِمُني
I think he does not know the depth of my sorrow
I think he doesn't know the extent of my passion
for him, for he honors me without granting union.
For him so he honors me without union
أَهابُهI stand in awe of him وَهوَand he طلقُcheerful of الوَجهِface مبتسِمٌsmiling
أَهابُه وَهوَ طلقُ الوَجهِ مبتسِمٌ
فَماso not أُسائلُهI ask him فيabout أَنthat يواصِلَنيhe grant me union
فَما أُسائلُه في أَن يواصِلَني
I stand in awe of him, though he is bright-faced and smiling,
I fear him and he is bright-faced, smiling
so I do not ask him to grant me union.
So I do not ask him to join me
هَذاthis حَديثيmy story وَحاليand my state وَهوَand he منبسِطٌcheerful
هَذا حَديثي وَحالي وَهوَ منبسِطٌ
فَكَيفَso how لَوif كانَhe had بِالتَقطيبwith a frown قابلنيmet me
فَكَيفَ لَو كانَ بِالتَقطيب قابلني
Such is my story and my state while he is cheerful;
This is my talk and state while he is cheerful
how would it be if he met me with a frown?
So how if he faced me with frowning
وَماand not يَكادhe nearly بحسنwith the beauty of الوَصلunion يُطمعنيgives me hope
وَما يَكاد بحسن الوَصل يُطمعني
حَتّىuntil يَعودhe returns بقبحwith the ugliness of الصدّrejection يوئسنيmakes me despair
حَتّى يَعود بقبح الصدّ يوئسني
Scarcely does he give me hope through the beauty of union
He barely makes me hope for the bliss of union
before he returns to make me despair with ugly rejection.
Until he returns with the ugliness of estrangement, disappointing me
وَكَمand how often تكلّمhe spoke فيin ذمّيcriticism of me يُمازحنيjesting with me
وَكَم تكلّم في ذمّي يُمازحني
فَلَمso did not تؤخّرdelay لَهُfor him إِذناًpermission إِذَنthen أُذنيmy ear
فَلَم تؤخّر لَهُ إِذناً إِذَن أُذني
How often he has spoken ill of me in jest,
And how much did he talk blaming me joking
and my ear then granted him leave without delay.
But my ear did not delay permission when it gave permission
لَقَدindeed ضننتُI was possessive بِهِof him حَتّىuntil ضنيتI wasted away فإنso if
لَقَد ضننتُ بِهِ حَتّى ضنيت فإن
ساءلتyou ask مُكتفياًcontent عَنّيabout me يقالit is said ضنيhe wasted away
ساءلت مُكتفياً عَنّي يقال ضني
I guarded him jealously until I wasted away; so if
I doubted him until I doubted myself, so if
you ask about me, 'He has wasted away' is answer enough.
Asked satisfied about me, it will be said he doubted
فَقَدتُI lost طيبَthe sweetness of الكرىsleep مِنهbecause of him ومنand of عجبٍwonder
فَقَدتُ طيبَ الكرى مِنه ومن عجبٍ
فَقديmy loss of بنيّرthrough a radiant وَجهٍface فيin الدُجىthe darkness وسنيmy slumber
فَقدي بنيّر وَجهٍ في الدُجى وسني
Through him I lost the sweetness of sleep; and it is strange
I lost the fragrance of meadows from him and strangely
that a radiant face should rob me of slumber in the dark.
I lost the radiance of a bright face in darkness and forgot it
ياO سائقيyou who drive me لِلرَدىto death جوزيتmay you be rewarded صالحةa good reward
يا سائقي لِلرَدى جوزيت صالحة
إِذsince كنتI was أمسيbecome at evening شَهيداًa martyr حينَwhen تَقتلنيyou kill me
إِذ كنت أمسي شَهيداً حينَ تَقتلني
O you who drive me to death, may you be rewarded with good,
O driver of my ruin, you did me a favor
for I would end the day a martyr whenever you killed me.
When I became a martyr when you kill me
وَياand O يَديmy hand وَهيَand it is اليمنىthe right one وَياand O بصريmy sight
وَيا يَدي وَهيَ اليمنى وَيا بصري
لاno بَلrather هوَhe النورthe light يَهدينيguides me ويرشدنيand directs me
لا بَل هوَ النور يَهديني ويرشدني
And O my hand—my right hand—and O my sight!
And O my right hand, O my sight
No—rather, he is the light that guides and directs me.
No but he is the light that guides me and directs me
بكin you المحبّthe lover منَfrom الهجرانِseparation معتصمseeks refuge
بك المحبّ منَ الهجرانِ معتصم
فالهَجرُfor separation ليسَis not عَلىover صَبٍّa lovesick lover بمؤتَمَنِto be trusted
فالهَجرُ ليسَ عَلى صَبٍّ بمؤتَمَنِ
In you the lover seeks refuge from separation,
The lover cries from the estrangement steadfast
for separation cannot be trusted with one in love.
So estrangement is not heavy on enduring youth
سلبتَyou stole نَوميmy sleep فَإِنso if لَمnot تَرعَheed ليfor me سهريmy sleeplessness
سلبتَ نَومي فَإِن لَم تَرعَ لي سهري
فَراعِthen heed طيفَthe phantom of خَيالan image منكfrom you يطرُقنيvisits me by night
فَراعِ طيفَ خَيال منك يطرُقني
You stole my sleep; if you will not heed my sleeplessness,
You stole my sleep, so if you don't care for my vigil
then heed the phantom image of you that visits me by night.
Then care for the phantom of a phantom from you that visits me
أَشكوI complain إِلَيكَto you غَراماًof a passion قَدalready أَمِنتُI trusted لَهُin it
أَشكو إِلَيكَ غَراماً قَد أَمِنتُ لَهُ
فَخانَنيthen it betrayed me وَإِلىand to التَبريحtorment أَسلَمَنيdelivered me
فَخانَني وَإِلى التَبريح أَسلَمَني
I complain to you of a passion I had trusted,
I complain to you a love I confided in
which betrayed me and delivered me to torment,
But he betrayed me and surrendered me to estrangement
وَمدمعاًand a tear duct كلّماwhenever اِستكتَمتُهُI asked it to conceal خبريmy story
وَمدمعاً كلّما اِستكتَمتُهُ خبري
لَمdid not يَكتمhide السرّthe secret منof عشقيmy passion وَلَمand did not يصُنِprotect
لَم يَكتم السرّ من عشقي وَلَم يصُنِ
and of a tearful eye that, whenever I bade it conceal my story,
And a crying one, whenever I concealed my affair from him
neither hid my love's secret nor kept it safe.
He did not conceal the secret of my love nor guarded it
وجملةُand the sum of الأَمرthe matter إِنif تقنعyou are satisfied بجملتهِwith its summary
وجملةُ الأَمر إِن تقنع بجملتهِ
فَإِنّthen indeed سرّthe secret of غَراميmy passion غَيرُnot مكتَمنِhidden
فَإِنّ سرّ غَرامي غَيرُ مكتَمنِ
And the sum of the matter, if its summary satisfies you,
And the summary of the matter, if you are content with its summary
is that the secret of my passion is not hidden.
Then my secret love is not concealed
ساعاتhours of قربكyour closeness فيamong الأَيّامthe days نادرةٌrare
ساعات قربك في الأَيّام نادرةٌ
وَللضناand wasting sickness has خَبَرٌa tale قَدindeed طالgrown long فيin بَدَنيmy body
وَللضنا خَبَرٌ قَد طال في بَدَني
The hours of your closeness are rare among the days,
The hours of your proximity in the days are rare
and wasting sickness has a long tale within my body.
And grief has news that lingered in my body
جِسميmy body أَخَفُّlighter مِنthan الريحthe breeze العَليلةthe languid مَعdespite
جِسمي أَخَفُّ مِن الريح العَليلة مَع
أَنّيthat I ثقُلتُbecame heavy بضعفwith weakness كادnearly يَقتلنيkills me
أَنّي ثقُلتُ بضعف كاد يَقتلني
My body is lighter than the languid breeze, although
My body is lighter than the gently breeze yet
I am weighed down by weakness that nearly killed me.
I became heavy with weakness that almost killed me
وَأَصلُand the source of سقميmy illness منfrom لاحٍa censurer يَرىconsiders غلطاًa mistake
وَأَصلُ سقمي من لاحٍ يَرى غلطاً
أَنّيthat I أَرىsee حسناًas beautiful ماwhat لَيسَis not بالحسنِbeautiful
أَنّي أَرى حسناً ما لَيسَ بالحسنِ
And my illness springs from a censurer who thinks it a mistake
The origin of my illness is from a glance that sees wrongly
that I see as beautiful what is not beautiful.
That I see beauty that does not exist
ومنand from عذولa reproacher دنيءbase لاno خَلاقshare of goodness لَهُfor him
ومن عذول دنيء لا خَلاق لَهُ
أَدنىcloser إِلىto اللومblame منthan طرفٍan eye إِلىto وَسنِslumber
أَدنى إِلى اللوم من طرفٍ إِلى وَسنِ
and from a base reproacher with no share of goodness,
And from a despicable estrangement that has no manners
closer to blame than an eye is to slumber.
Closer to blame than a glance to a tooth
أَضحىhe came to يشرّدنيdrive me away عمّنfrom the one whom كلِفتُI was infatuated بِهِwith him
أَضحى يشرّدني عمّن كلِفتُ بِهِ
ظُلماًunjustly فَكانَso he had عَلىin الحالينboth states شرّدنيdriven me away
ظُلماً فَكانَ عَلى الحالين شرّدني
He took to driving me from the one I adored,
He made me wander away from the one I was assigned
unjustly; so in both states he drove me away.
Unjustly, so he scattered me in both cases
كَلَّfailed اِصطباريmy endurance لماbecause of what كُلِّفتُI was burdened with منهby him وَقَدand indeed
كَلَّ اِصطباري لما كُلِّفتُ منه وَقَد
عدِمتُI lost صبريmy patience وَعَزميand my resolve حينwhen كلّفنيhe burdened me
عدِمتُ صبري وَعَزمي حين كلّفني
My endurance failed under what he imposed on me, and I
My patience ran out when he assigned me this while
lost my patience and resolve when he burdened me.
I lost my patience and resolve when he assigned me
لاmay not أَبعدbanish اللَهGod أَحبابيmy loved ones الَّذينwho شرَواbought
لا أَبعد اللَه أَحبابي الَّذين شرَوا
رقّthe bondage of المحبّthe lover بماfor what اِختارواthey chose مِنof الثَمنِthe price
رقّ المحبّ بما اِختاروا مِن الثَمنِ
May God not banish my loved ones, who bought
May Allah not remove my loved ones who bought
the lover's bondage at the price they chose.
The slenderness of the lover with what they chose for the price
وَلاand may not عدمتI lose لَياليthe nights of وصلهمunion with them فَبِهاfor in them
وَلا عدمت لَيالي وصلهم فَبِها
مرحتُI rejoiced وَهيَand they شَبيهُlike الروضa garden كالغصُنِlike a branch
مرحتُ وَهيَ شَبيهُ الروض كالغصُنِ
And may I never lose the nights of union with them, for in them
Nor absent were the nights of their union in which
I rejoiced like a branch, while they resembled a garden.
I was joyful and they resemble meadows like branches
طابَتwere sweet خَلائقُهمtheir dispositions منfrom صَفوهاtheir purity فَغَدتso they became
طابَت خَلائقُهم من صَفوها فَغَدت
تُعزىare ascribed إِلىto عدنَEden دَعleave aside تُعزىare ascribed إِلىto عدَنِAden
تُعزى إِلى عدنَ دَع تُعزى إِلى عدَنِ
Their dispositions were sweet in their purity, and so came
Their morals were fragrant from their pureness so they became
to be ascribed to Eden—leave their ascription to Aden aside.
Attributed to Eden, leave attributing to Aden
كَمhow often قَدindeed تغطّيتI sheltered منfrom دَهريmy time بظلّهمِin their shade
كَم قَد تغطّيت من دَهري بظلّهمِ
فعدتso I became لَوif رامit sought منّيfrom me السوءharm لَمdid not يرنيsee me
فعدت لَو رام منّي السوء لَم يرني
How often I sheltered from Time beneath their shade,
How much have I sought refuge in their shade from my fate
so that, if it sought to harm me, it could not see me.
I returned if it wanted evil from me, it wouldn't see me
وعدتand I became لاnot أَختشيI fear فيin الدهرtime منof سقمٍsickness
وعدت لا أَختشي في الدهر من سقمٍ
إِذsince لَيسَdoes not يدركperceive جسميmy body ناظرthe eye of الزمنِTime
إِذ لَيسَ يدرك جسمي ناظر الزمنِ
And I came to fear no sickness at any time,
And I returned not fearing any illness in fate
since Time's eye could not perceive my body.
Since the watcher of time cannot reach my body
سَكَنتُI dwelt لَيلَa night of أَمانٍsafety فيin ظلالthe shades of رضىًfavor
سَكَنتُ لَيلَ أَمانٍ في ظلال رضىً
فَلَمso did not تَذُقtaste كأسُthe cup of طَرفيmy eye خمرةَthe wine of الوسنِslumber
فَلَم تَذُق كأسُ طَرفي خمرةَ الوسنِ
I dwelt through a night of safety in the shades of favor,
I inhabited a safe night in the shades of consent
and the cup of my eye did not taste the wine of sleep.
So the cup of my eyelids did not taste the wine of sleeplessness
فكلّماso whenever مرَّpassed فيin فكريmy mind تذكّرهاremembrance of them
فكلّما مرَّ في فكري تذكّرها
ناديتI cried out منfrom فرطthe excess of وَجديmy longing ياO أَباAbu (father of) الحسنِal-Hasan
ناديت من فرط وَجدي يا أَبا الحسنِ
Whenever remembrance of them crossed my mind,
Whenever the remembrance occurred in my thoughts
I cried out in overwhelming longing: 'O Abu al-Hasan!'
I cried out from the intensity of my fervor, O Abu Al-Hassan!
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