طِرَازُthe embroidery غَرامِيmy passion فيin المحبَّةِlove مُذْهبُgilded
طِرَازُ غَرامِي في المحبَّةِ مُذْهبُ
وليسand there is no لِوَجْدِيfor my yearning فيin المحَبَّةِlove مَذْهَبُa path
وليس لِوَجْدِي في المحَبَّةِ مَذْهَبُ
The embroidery of my passion in love is gilded.
My passion's pattern in love refined
Yet my yearning has no path in love.
In loving, my rapture has no defined creed
أَتمنَحُنيdo you grant me بالبُعْدِwith distance والهَجْرِand desertion مُهلِكِيmy destroyer
أَتمنَحُني بالبُعْدِ والهَجْرِ مُهلِكِي
وحُبُّكَand your love ليfor me بَيْنamong البَرِيَّةِhumankind مطلبُa sought goal
وحُبُّكَ لي بَيْن البَرِيَّةِ مطلبُ
Do you favor me with distance and desertion, O my destroyer,
Will you give me over to parting and estrangement, my destroyer?
when your love is what I seek among humankind?
While your love for me amid people widely spread
فَمَنْwho, then شَافِعِيmy intercessor بينamong الورىhumankind عِنْدَwith مالِكيmy master
فَمَنْ شَافِعِي بين الورى عِنْدَ مالِكي
لنُعمانِto Nuʿmān خدّيهِhis two cheeks الشقائقُthe anemones تُنْسَبare ascribed
لنُعمانِ خدّيهِ الشقائقُ تُنْسَب
Who, then, among humankind will intercede for me with my master?
So who can intercede for me with my Master
The anemones are ascribed to the Nuʿmān of his cheeks.
Numan’s cheeks to the anemones likened
وقفتُI devoted عليهto him العينَthe eye تَجْرِيflows مَدَامِعاًtears
وقفتُ عليه العينَ تَجْرِي مَدَامِعاً
لهاfor it منfrom تَغازِيرِcopious outpourings الغَرامِpassion مُرَتَّبُan assigned stipend
لها من تَغازِيرِ الغَرامِ مُرَتَّبُ
I devoted my eye to him, streaming tears;
I stood still as my eyes flowed with tears
it has a fixed stipend from love's copious outpourings.
With the coquetries of love orderly arrayed
لهhe has غُصْنُa bough قدٍّstature عادلٍupright جارhas tyrannized فيwithin الحَشَاthe heart
له غُصْنُ قدٍّ عادلٍ جار في الحَشَا
خلاapart from ماwhat ترىyou see هلis there? لاno وِفاقَaccord يُرَغِّبُentices
خلا ما ترى هل لا وِفاقَ يُرَغِّبُ
He has an upright, bough-like figure that has tyrannized the heart.
A bough of straight, fair sidr is his neighbor
Apart from what you see, is there no accord to entice?
Does accord not delight sans dismay?
وخدٌّand a cheek بقَتْليover my slaying فيin المحبةlove شامتٌgloating
وخدٌّ بقَتْلي في المحبة شامتٌ
وعنديand I have دليلٌa proof فيin المعانيmeanings مصَوَّبُdeemed correct
وعندي دليلٌ في المعاني مصَوَّبُ
And a cheek that gloats over my slaying in love,
A cheek exulting in my death with love
and I have a proof, deemed sound in matters of meaning.
While proof in meaning for me precisely laid
وحينَand when حَمَىguarded اللَّحْظِthe glance بارِدَcool ريقِهhis saliva
وحينَ حَمَى اللَّحْظِ بارِدَ ريقِه
غَدَتْbecame نارُthe fire وجْدِيmy yearning فيin هَواهُlove of him تَلَهَّبُblazes
غَدَتْ نارُ وجْدِي في هَواهُ تَلَهَّبُ
And when his glance guarded his cool saliva,
When his glance warmed, cold his saliva ran
the fire of my yearning for him began to blaze.
And the fire of my fervor for him kindled
وأَصبحَand became ماءُthe water الحسنbeauty إِذwhen حانits time came بهجةًa delight
وأَصبحَ ماءُ الحسن إِذ حان بهجةً
وللسَّمْعand to the ear منهfrom him رَاقَwas pleasing لفْظٌspeech مُهَذَّبُrefined
وللسَّمْع منه رَاقَ لفْظٌ مُهَذَّبُ
And beauty's water became a delight when its time came,
The water of beauty sighed in joy
and his polished speech delighted the ear.
And to hearing from him words polished played
غزالٌa gazelle كحيلُkohl-dark الطرفthe eye فيin الحسنbeauty كاملٌperfect
غزالٌ كحيلُ الطرف في الحسن كاملٌ
ولكنَّهbut he فيin حالةa state of الرَّوْغevasion ثَعْلَبُa fox
ولكنَّه في حالة الرَّوْغ ثَعْلَبُ
A gazelle with kohl-dark eyes, perfect in beauty,
A gazelle, kohl-eyed, consummate in beauty
but when it comes to evasion, he is a fox.
But in nature a wily fox portrayed
ومُذand since شاهَدَتْbeheld عُشَّاقُهhis lovers جيشَthe army حُسْنهhis beauty
ومُذ شاهَدَتْ عُشَّاقُه جيشَ حُسْنه
بحَرْبِthrough war against اللَّواحِيthe reproaching women فيin هواهlove of him تَطَلَّبُseek
بحَرْبِ اللَّواحِي في هواه تَطَلَّبُ
And since his lovers beheld the army of his beauty,
Since lovers beheld his army of beauty
they seek war with the reproaching women for love of him.
With war on cheeks for him they pined
يعربِدُruns riot منهfrom him اللَّحْظُthe glance سُكْراًin drunkenness ويَنْثَنيand turns
يعربِدُ منه اللَّحْظُ سُكْراً ويَنْثَني
لعُشَّاقِهtoward his lovers ياO صاحِfriend بالحَدِّwith the cutting edge يَضْرِبُstrikes
لعُشَّاقِه يا صاحِ بالحَدِّ يَضْرِبُ
His gaze runs riot in drunkenness and turns
The glance in drunkenness by him enslaved
upon his lovers, O friend, striking with its edge.
For lovers, O my boon companions take heed
وكمand how often قلتُI said لمَّاwhen أَنthat رَمَتshot مقلةٌan eye لهof his
وكم قلتُ لمَّا أَن رَمَت مقلةٌ له
أَلاbehold إِنَّهاindeed it بالسِّحرin magic بابٌa gateway مُجَرَّبُtried and tested
أَلا إِنَّها بالسِّحر بابٌ مُجَرَّبُ
And how often I said, when an eye of his let fly:
How often said I when an enchantress glanced at him
"Behold, it is a tried-and-tested gateway to magic!"
Lo, it is sorcery, a door well assayed!
وكمand how many ليلةٍa night مَرَّتpassed بموصلat the meeting-place of أُنْسِهhis companionship
وكم ليلةٍ مَرَّت بموصل أُنْسِه
بهاin it قدindeed بداappeared منيfrom me اللسانُthe tongue يُشَبِّبُsings of love
بها قد بدا مني اللسانُ يُشَبِّبُ
And many a night passed at the meeting-place of his companionship;
How many a night spent in Mosul’s company
in it, my tongue indeed came forth, singing of love.
Where my tongue began to chant and sing his praise
أَقمتُI fulfilled فروضَthe obligations الحُبِّlove فيهconcerning him وماand not أَرَىI see
أَقمتُ فروضَ الحُبِّ فيه وما أَرَى
بهfor it أَبداًever غيرِيanyone but me منamong الناسpeople يُنْدَبis summoned
به أَبداً غيرِي من الناس يُنْدَب
I fulfilled love's obligations toward him, and I do not see
I performed the rites of love for him yet never
anyone but me among humankind ever summoned to it.
Saw another of people for him keen
Sol 6.1