صحاgrew sober الشوقlonging لولاwere it not for عبرةa tear ونحيبand sobbing
صحا الشوق لولا عبرة ونحيب
وذكرىand a remembrance تجدrenews الوجدpassionate longing حينwhen تثوبreturns
وذكرى تجد الوجد حين تثوب
Longing would have sobered, but for a tear and sobbing,
Longing awoke though no tears or wails,
And a memory that renews passion whenever it returns,
And memories find grief when they recur,
وقلبand a heart أبىrefused إلاanything but الوفاءfidelity بعهدهto its pledge
وقلب أبى إلا الوفاء بعهده
وإنand even though نزحتgrew distant دارa dwelling وبانand departed حبيبa beloved
وإن نزحت دار وبان حبيب
And a heart that refused all but fidelity to its pledge,
My heart refused but to keep its pledge,
And though a dwelling has grown distant and a beloved has departed.
Though home moved on and lover went far,
وللهand to God, in wonder منيfrom me بعدafter حادثةthe calamity of النوىparting
ولله مني بعد حادثة النوى
فؤادa heart لتذكارat remembering العهودthe pledges طروبdeeply stirred
فؤاد لتذكار العهود طروب
And, by God, after the calamity of parting, mine is
After the incident at Nawā, God left me
A heart stirred by remembrance of old pledges.
A heart made tender by remembering vows,
يؤرقهkeeps it sleepless طيفa phantom الخيالthe imagination إذاwhen سرىtravels by night
يؤرقه طيف الخيال إذا سرى
وتذكيand kindles حشاهits depths نفحةa waft وهبوبand a gust
وتذكي حشاه نفحة وهبوب
A phantom vision keeps it sleepless when it comes by night,
Stirred by visions of fancy straying,
And a waft and a gust set its depths aflame.
Kindled in ardor by breeze’s blow,
خليليmy two friends إلاif not تسعداyou two lend support فدعاthen leave, you two الأسىsorrow
خليلي إلا تسعدا فدعا الأسى
فإنيfor indeed I لماto whatever يدعوcalls الأسىsorrow لمجيبsurely responsive
فإني لما يدعو الأسى لمجيب
My two friends, if you will not share my grief, leave sorrow be;
O my bosom friend, be blest, leave sorrow,
For I surely answer whatever sorrow calls for.
For I cannot answer sorrow’s call,
ألماvisit, you two علىat الأطلالthe ruins يقضmay pay حقوقهاtheir dues
ألما على الأطلال يقض حقوقها
منof الدمعtears فياضoverflowing الشئونthe tear ducts سكوبstreaming abundantly
من الدمع فياض الشئون سكوب
Visit the ruins, both of you; let their dues be paid
Indeed ruins have rights to be paid
With torrents of tears, streaming from the tear ducts.
In overflowing tears profusely poured,
ولاand do not تعذلانيyou two reproach me فيfor البكاءweeping فإنهاfor indeed it
ولا تعذلاني في البكاء فإنها
حشاشةthe last spark of life نفسيof my soul فيin الدموعtears تذوبmelts
حشاشة نفسي في الدموع تذوب
And do not reproach me for weeping, for it is
Blame me not for weeping, for it is
The last spark of my soul that melts into tears.
The melting of my soul in tears dissolved,
فيممso he made for منهfrom him الحفلthe gathering لاnot متقاعسhanging back
فيمم منه الحفل لا متقاعس
لخطبbefore adversity ولاnor نكسa coward اللقاءcombat هيوبfearful
لخطب ولا نكس اللقاء هيوب
So he made for the gathering from him, never shrinking
The throng departed neither remiss
Before adversity, nor a coward fearful of combat.
Nor missing the tryst or shunning parley,
وراحand he returned كماjust as راحreturned الحسامthe keen sword منfrom الوغىbattle
وراح كما راح الحسام من الوغى
تروقdelight the eye حلاهits ornaments والفرندand the blade's watered pattern خضيبdyed red
تروق حلاه والفرند خضيب
And he returned as the keen sword returns from battle,
And went just as the sword leaves the fray
Its ornaments delighting the eye, its blade's watered pattern blood-stained.
Graceful its state while the lance blood-stained,
شواهدtestimonies اهدتهنbestowed them منكof yours شمائلnoble traits
شواهد اهدتهن منك شمائل
وخلقand a character بصفوwith the purity of المجدglory منكof yours مشوبmingled
وخلق بصفو المجد منك مشوب
Testimonies bestowed by your noble traits,
Tokens you gave, your traits epitomized,
And by a character of yours imbued with pure glory.
Your nature in pure glory steeped,
هماthey both النيرانthe two luminaries الطالعانthe two that rise علىupon الهدىguidance
هما النيران الطالعان على الهدى
بآياتفتحwith signs of victory شأنهنtheir import عجيبwondrous
بآياتفتح شأنهن عجيب
They are the two luminaries rising with guidance,
Two fires arose to guide on the path,
With signs of victory whose import is wondrous.
Marvels through them wondrously opened,
شهابانtwo meteors فيin الهيجاbattle غمامانtwo clouds فيin الندىgenerosity
شهابان في الهيجا غمامان في الندى
تسحstream forth المعاليlofty virtues منهماfrom them both وتصوبand rain down
تسح المعالي منهما وتصوب
Two meteors in battle, two clouds in generosity;
Two meteors blazing through darkness, two clouds in dew,
Lofty virtues stream from them and rain down.
Vanquishing loftiness, hitting their mark,
يدانtwo hands لبسطfor extending المكرماتnoble favors نماهماraised them both
يدان لبسط المكرمات نماهما
إلىto المجدglory فياضlavish اليدينwith both hands وهوبa bountiful giver
إلى المجد فياض اليدين وهوب
Two hands for bestowing noble favors, raised
Two hands for bestowing honors, guided
To glory by a bountiful giver, lavish with both hands.
To glory, pouring out, waving freely.
Sol 6.1