قُمrise هاتِهاbring it فيin جُنحthe darkness of لَيلٍa night دامسِpitch-black
قُم هاتِها في جُنح لَيلٍ دامسِ
راحاًwine حكتresembled فيin الراحthe palm شُعلةَa flame of قابسِa fire-seeker
راحاً حكت في الراح شُعلةَ قابسِ
Rise, bring it in the darkness of a pitch-black night—
Wine that, in the palm, mirrored a fire-seeker's flame.
واِطرُدand drive away بهاwith it سَرحَthe grazing herd of الكَرىslumber عنfrom ناظريthe two eyes of
واِطرُد بها سَرحَ الكَرى عن ناظري
رَشأa young gazelle يُغازِلُناflirts with us بِطَرفٍwith a glance ناعسِdrowsy
رَشأ يُغازِلُنا بِطَرفٍ ناعسِ
And with it drive the herd of slumber from the eyes
Of a young gazelle who flirts with us with a drowsy glance.
وأَجِلand circulate كؤوسَكَyour cups بالمسرَّةwith joy واِجلُهاand unveil it
وأَجِل كؤوسَكَ بالمسرَّة واِجلُها
منfrom كفِّthe palm of أَغيدَa supple youth كالقَضيبِlike a branch المائِسِswaying
من كفِّ أَغيدَ كالقَضيبِ المائِسِ
And pass your cups around in joy, and unveil it
From the palm of a supple youth, like a swaying branch.
عَذراءُa virgin تَضحَكُsmiles فيin وجوهthe faces of سُقاتهاher cupbearers
عَذراءُ تَضحَكُ في وجوه سُقاتها
وَتَروضُand tames كلَّevery جَموحunruly طَبعٍtemperament شامِسِrestive
وَتَروضُ كلَّ جَموح طَبعٍ شامِسِ
A virgin, she smiles into her cupbearers' faces,
And tames every unruly, restive temperament.
زُفَّتwas led as a bride إِلىto ماءِthe water of السَماءِthe sky فأَصبحَتand so she became
زُفَّت إِلى ماءِ السَماءِ فأَصبحَت
تَهزوmocks بكلِّat every مَهاةِoryx of خدرٍa secluded chamber عانسِlong unwed
تَهزو بكلِّ مَهاةِ خدرٍ عانسِ
She was wed to the water of the sky, and began
To mock every long-unwed oryx of the inner chamber.
ماذاwhat علىupon منone whom قابَلَتهshe greeted him بِبشرِهاwith her cheer
ماذا على من قابَلَته بِبشرِها
أَلّاnot to يقابلهاgreet her بوجهٍwith a face عابسِfrowning
أَلّا يقابلها بوجهٍ عابسِ
What would it cost one she greeted with her cheer
Not to greet her with a frowning face?
تَنفيbanishes الكروبَsorrows عَنfrom القلوبhearts ولَمand has not تَزَلceased
تَنفي الكروبَ عَن القلوب ولَم تَزَل
تُهديoffers الرَجاءَhope إلىto فؤادthe heart of اليائسِthe despairing one
تُهدي الرَجاءَ إلى فؤاد اليائسِ
She banishes sorrows from hearts, and has never ceased
To bring hope to the heart of one who despairs.
رَقَّتgrew tenuous فَلَولاso, were it not for الكأسُthe cup لمnot تُبصِرyou perceive لَهاfor her
رَقَّت فَلَولا الكأسُ لم تُبصِر لَها
جِسماًa body ولَمand not تُلمَسbe touched براحةby the palm of لامِسِone who touches
جِسماً ولَم تُلمَس براحة لامِسِ
She grew so subtle that, but for the cup, you would see no
Body of hers, nor could she be felt by a toucher's palm.
فَكأَنَّهاso she seems to be عِندَat المزاجthe mixing لطافةًin delicacy
فَكأَنَّها عِندَ المزاج لطافةً
وَهمٌan illusion يخيِّلُهconjures it توهُّمُthe imagining of هاجسِa passing thought
وَهمٌ يخيِّلُه توهُّمُ هاجسِ
So, when mixed, her delicacy makes her seem
An illusion conjured by the fancy of a passing thought.
طابَتwere good مغارسُهاher planting grounds فَبُوركَso blessed be فيupon يَدَيthe two hands of
طابَت مغارسُها فَبُوركَ في يَدَي
جانٍa fruit-picker جَنىharvested تلكthose الكُرومgrapevines وغارسِand a planter
جانٍ جَنى تلك الكُروم وغارسِ
Her vineyards were good; blessed, then, be the hands
Of the picker who harvested those vines, and of their planter.
قِفstop إِنif وَقَفتَyou stop بحانِهاat her tavern حيناًfor a while وَدَعand leave
قِف إِن وَقَفتَ بحانِها حيناً وَدَع
عنكaway from you الوقوفَstopping بكلِّat every رَبعٍdwelling site دارسِruined
عنك الوقوفَ بكلِّ رَبعٍ دارسِ
Stay a while if you stop at her tavern, and leave
Off stopping at every ruined dwelling.
Sol 6.1