قَدْalready أُرْخِيَتْhave been lowered حُجُبُveils of الظَّلامْthe darkness
قَدْ أُرْخِيَتْ حُجُبُ الظَّلامْ
فَلْتُفْتَرعْso let it be deflowered بِكْرُvirgin المُدامْthe wine
فَلْتُفْتَرعْ بِكْرُ المُدامْ
The veils of darkness have been lowered;
So let the virgin wine be deflowered.
قُمْrise ياO غُليِّمُlittle lad هاتِهاbring it
قُمْ يا غُليِّمُ هاتِها
رُوْحِيmy soul فداؤُكَa ransom for you مِنْwhat a غُلامْlad
رُوْحِي فداؤُكَ مِنْ غُلامْ
Rise, little lad, bring it;
My soul be your ransom—what a lad!
صَهْباءَtawny wine سِرَّthe secret of شُوَيْدِنٍa little gazelle
صَهْباءَ سِرَّ شُوَيْدِنٍ
مُتَماجِنٍwanton خَنِثِeffeminate in الكَلامْspeech
مُتَماجِنٍ خَنِثِ الكَلامْ
Tawny wine, a little gazelle's secret—
Wanton, effeminate in speech.
هذِيthese الرِّياضُgardens تَضاحَكَتْhave burst into laughter
هذِي الرِّياضُ تَضاحَكَتْ
لِبُكاءِat the weeping of أجفانِthe eyelids of الغَمامْthe clouds
لِبُكاءِ أجفانِ الغَمامْ
These gardens have burst into laughter
At the weeping of the clouds' eyelids.
والقُضْبُand the boughs قَدْalready رَقَصتْdanced بِهاwithin them
والقُضْبُ قَدْ رَقَصتْ بِها
طَرَباًin rapture عَلىto شَدْوِthe song of الحمامْthe doves
طَرَباً عَلى شَدْوِ الحمامْ
And the boughs have danced within them,
In rapture, to the song of doves.
فاقْطِفْso pluck لُبابَthe essence of لُبابِthe essence of عَيlife (first part of عيشك)
فاقْطِفْ لُبابَ لُبابِ عَي
شِكَyour life (completion of عيشك) واطَّرِحْand cast aside لومَthe blame of اللِّئامْthe base
شِكَ واطَّرِحْ لومَ اللِّئامْ
So pluck the very essence
Of your life, and cast aside the blame of the base;
ولْتَخْتلِسْand steal غَفلاتunguarded moments of دهtime (first part of دهر)
ولْتَخْتلِسْ غَفلات ده
رٍtime (completion of دهر) لاnot يَحِنُّfeels compassion عَلىfor الكِرامْthe noble
رٍ لا يَحِنُّ عَلى الكِرامْ
And steal the unguarded moments
Of Time, which has no pity for the noble.
Sol 6.1