ياO صورةَimage of الحُسْنِbeauty الَّتيthat طَلَعَتْhas risen
يا صورةَ الحُسْنِ الَّتي طَلَعَتْ
بالشمسِwith the sun فيin خُوطٍa slender shoot منof البانِthe bān tree
بالشمسِ في خُوطٍ من البانِ
O image of beauty that has risen
O image of beauty that rose
with the sun in a slender shoot of the bān tree!
With the sun in threads of radiance
ماwhat بالُis the matter with بلقيسيّBilqis-like حُسْنِكِyour beauty لاnot
ما بالُ بلقيسيّ حُسْنِكِ لا
يَحْنوshows tenderness علىtoward وَجْديmy longing السُّلَيمانيSolomon-like
يَحْنو على وَجْدي السُّلَيماني
Why does your Bilqis-like beauty not
Why does the beauty of your face not
show tenderness toward my Solomon-like longing?
Incline to my passionate love, O Solomon?
لمّاwhen وجدتُI found هَواكِlove for you خامَرَنيpervaded me
لمّا وجدتُ هَواكِ خامَرَني
أيقنتُI became certain أنّthat هواكlove for you روحانيspiritual
أيقنتُ أنّ هواك روحاني
When I found that love for you had pervaded me,
When I found your love, it stirred me
I knew with certainty that love for you was spiritual.
And I knew your love was spiritual
لاdo not تنكريdeny داءًan illness نحلتُI wasted away بهbecause of it
لا تنكري داءً نحلتُ به
فبِسُقْمfor, through the languor of طرْفِكyour gaze سُقْمthe sickness of جثمانيmy body
فبِسُقْم طرْفِك سُقْم جثماني
Do not deny an illness that has wasted me away,
Do not deny an illness you endowed me with
for my body's sickness comes from the languor of your gaze.
For with the sickness of your glance, my body is sick
ياoh كيْفَhow أكْتُمُI conceal حبّlove for فاتكةٍa deadly woman
يا كيْفَ أكْتُمُ حبّ فاتكةٍ
يبديهreveals it إسراريmy secrecy وإعلانيand my openness
يبديه إسراري وإعلاني
Oh, how can I conceal my love for a deadly woman,
How can I conceal love for a honey-lipped one
when my secrecy and my openness both reveal it?
Revealed by my secrets and declarations?
إنْسيّةٌa human woman ذكرىthe memory of محبّتهاlove of her
إنْسيّةٌ ذكرى محبّتها
جنيّةٌa female jinn بالشّوقِwith longing تَغْشانيenfolds me
جنيّةٌ بالشّوقِ تَغْشاني
She is human; the memory of loving her
A human memory of her love
is a female jinn that enfolds me in longing.
A sprite yearning has possessed me
ولقدand indeed يخامرُنيpervades me بهاfor her شَغَفٌardent passion
ولقد يخامرُني بها شَغَفٌ
لاnot يُفْتَدَىcan be ransomed منهfrom it بسلوانيwith my forgetfulness
لا يُفْتَدَى منه بسلواني
And indeed, a passion for her pervades me,
And indeed a passion stirs me for her
from which my forgetfulness cannot ransom me.
That cannot be ransomed even with my soul
ياO منyou who يجازينيrepays me بسيّئةٍwith a wrong
يا من يجازيني بسيّئةٍ
أكذاis it thus? يكونis جزاءُthe reward for إحسانيmy kindness
أكذا يكون جزاءُ إحساني
O you who repay me with ill treatment,
O you who repay me with evil
is this how my kindness is rewarded?
Is this the reward for my devotion?
وأبيand by the father of هواكِlove for you وماand never حلفتُI swore بهby him
وأبي هواكِ وما حلفتُ به
إلّاexcept وكانَand was الصّدقُtruthfulness منpart of شانيmy nature
إلّا وكانَ الصّدقُ من شاني
By the father of my love for you—and never have I sworn by him
By your love I swore, and nothing else,
without truthfulness being my way—
Except that truth was my way
لاmay ... not طابَbe sweet ليto me طِيبُthe sweetness of الحياةlife ولاnor
لا طابَ لي طِيبُ الحياة ولا
خَطَرَpass through الكرىslumber بضميرِin the inner depths of أجفانيmy eyelids
خَطَرَ الكرى بضميرِ أجفاني
may life's sweetness never be sweet to me, nor
Neither life’s sweetness delighted me, nor
slumber pass through the inner depths of my eyelids,
Did thoughts cross my drowsy eyelids
حتىuntil أرىI see والوَصْلُwhile union يجمعناbrings us together
حتى أرى والوَصْلُ يجمعنا
إنسانَthe pupil of عينكyour eye نُصْبَdirectly opposite إنسانيmy pupil
إنسانَ عينك نُصْبَ إنساني
until I see, as union brings us together,
Until I see our union bringing us together
the pupil of your eye directly opposite my own.
The human of your eye, the goal of my humanity
Sol 6.1