أَضحىbecame هلالاًa crescent بدرُthe full moon ذَاكthat النَّادِيgathering
أَضحى هلالاً بدرُ ذَاك النَّادِي
سُقْماًthrough sickness ومنand who ليfor me أَنْthat أَكونَI may be الفاديthe redeemer
سُقْماً ومن لي أَنْ أَكونَ الفادي
The full moon of that gathering has become a crescent
The full moon of that gathering has waned
through sickness—who will let me be his redeemer?
Into sickness, and who can I be to redeem it?
ظرُفَتْgrew exquisite محاسِنُهhis charms وكادَتْand they nearly رِقَّةًin delicacy
ظرُفَتْ محاسِنُه وكادَتْ رِقَّةً
تُخفيconceal عليناfrom us منof ضَناهhis wasting البَادِيwhat is visible
تُخفي علينا من ضَناه البَادِي
His charms grew exquisite and, in their delicacy, nearly
Its beauties have become delicate, almost
hid from us the visible signs of his wasting.
Concealing from us its obvious brilliance.
واعتلَّand fell ill منهof him الجسمُthe body بعدafter الخِصْرthe waist والand the
واعتلَّ منه الجسمُ بعد الخِصْر وال
أَلحاظِglances والعُشَّاقِand the lovers والميعادِand the tryst
أَلحاظِ والعُشَّاقِ والميعادِ
And his body fell ill, after his waist and his
Its body has weakened after the waist, and no more
glances, his lovers, and his tryst.
Glances, lovers, trysts for it remain.
وكأَنَّand as though حُمَّاهhis fever لشدَّةbecause of the intensity of وقْدِهاits blaze
وكأَنَّ حُمَّاه لشدَّة وقْدِها
أَلقَتْcast عليهupon him حَرارةَheat الأَكْبادthe livers
أَلقَتْ عليه حَرارةَ الأَكْباد
And it was as though his fever, so fierce its blaze,
As if its fever from the intensity of its flame
had cast upon him the heat of livers.
Cast upon it the heat of livers aflame.
لمَّاwhen توقَّدhe blazed صحَّproved right إِذwhen سمَّيْتُهI named him
لمَّا توقَّد صحَّ إِذ سمَّيْتُه
ودعوتُهand I called him بالكوكبِas the star الوَقَّادblazing
ودعوتُه بالكوكبِ الوَقَّاد
When he blazed, I was proved right in naming him
When it blazed I named it rightly, and called it
and calling him the blazing star.
The celestial torch ever lit, ever guiding.
ياO جامعاًone who unites بينيbetween me وبينَand between ظَلالَتيmy waywardness (likely intended: ضلالتي)
يا جامعاً بيني وبينَ ظَلالَتي
ومفرِّقاًand one who separates بينيbetween me وبينَand between رشاديmy sound judgment
ومفرِّقاً بيني وبينَ رشادي
O you who unite me with my waywardness,
O you who unite me with my shadows’ shades
and part me from my sound judgment:
And part me from finding my way aright!
لماwhen نحلتَyou grew thin حكيتَyou resembled بعضَsome of خلائِقيmy traits
لما نحلتَ حكيتَ بعضَ خلائِقي
فحكيتَso you resembled صبريmy patience أَوor حكيتَyou resembled رُقاديmy sleep
فحكيتَ صبري أَو حكيتَ رُقادي
When you grew thin, you mirrored some of my traits;
When you described me you told of my patience
so you mirrored my patience, or mirrored my sleep.
Or told of my repose in the dark of night.
لولاwere it not for الوشاةُthe tale-bearers عليكaround you جئتُكI came to you عائِداًvisiting the sick
لولا الوشاةُ عليك جئتُك عائِداً
لكنbut عَدتْنيkept me away عنكfrom you ليfor me عوَّاديmy sick-visitors
لكن عَدتْني عنك لي عوَّادي
Were it not for the tale-bearers around you, I would have come to visit you,
But for those who slandered you I'd have returned,
but visitors of my own kept me away from you.
Though my own passions turned me from you in flight.
فبعثْتَso you sent قلبيmy heart عَائداًas a sick-visitor ولربَّماand many a time
فبعثْتَ قلبي عَائداً ولربَّما
قَضَتِfulfilled القلوبُhearts فرائضَduties الأَجسادِbodies
قَضَتِ القلوبُ فرائضَ الأَجسادِ
So you sent my heart to visit, and many a time
So you made my heart return, and hearts can sometimes
hearts have discharged the duties of bodies.
Fulfill the duties incumbent on bodies slight.
ولوand even if أَنَّهthat he حلَّdwelt in السَّماءَheaven لحسنِهbecause of his beauty
ولو أَنَّه حلَّ السَّماءَ لحسنِه
أَتتcame النجومُthe stars لهto him مَعwith العوَّادthe sick-visitors
أَتت النجومُ له مَع العوَّاد
And were he to dwell in heaven, so lovely is he,
Had it settled, entranced, in that sky for its beauty
the stars would come to him with those visiting the sick.
The stars would have come to it, and its flights.
Sol 6.1