مُفتَتِنٌinfatuated فيwith نَفسِهِhimself فاتِنenchanting
مُفتَتِنٌ في نَفسِهِ فاتِن
لِغَيرِهِto others besides himself لَيسَthere is no لَهُfor him كُنهُfathomable limit
لِغَيرِهِ لَيسَ لَهُ كُنهُ
Infatuated with himself, enchanting
Charming in his own soul, charming to others
To others—he is beyond all fathoming.
His essence is not known
جالَroamed عَلىover مِرآتِهِhis mirror لَحظُهُhis gaze
جالَ عَلى مِرآتِهِ لَحظُهُ
فَاِنعَكَسَso reflected back السِحرُthe magic بِهِupon him عَنهُfrom him
فَاِنعَكَسَ السِحرُ بِهِ عَنهُ
His gaze roamed over his mirror,
His gaze fell upon his mirror
So his own magic reflected back upon him.
So magic was reflected from him
أَبرَزَهُbrought him forth الحَمّامُthe bathhouse فيin حِليَةٍan adornment
أَبرَزَهُ الحَمّامُ في حِليَةٍ
مِنof عَرَقٍsweat لُؤلُؤُهاits pearls مِنهُfrom him
مِن عَرَقٍ لُؤلُؤُها مِنهُ
The bathhouse brought him forth in an adornment
The bath brought him out adorned
Of sweat, whose pearls came from him.
With beads of sweat like pearls from him
يَحياlives (a pun on Yahya) بِهِthrough him الوَجدُpassion وَذاكَand that اِسمُهُhis name
يَحيا بِهِ الوَجدُ وَذاكَ اِسمُهُ
فَلاso let not يَسلنيask me أَحَدٌanyone مَنwho هوhe is
فَلا يَسلني أَحَدٌ مَن هو
Passion lives through him—and Yahya is his name.
Passion lives through him and that is his name
So let no one ask me who he is.
So let no one ask me who he is
قَدindeed قُلتُI said لِلبَدرِto the full moon اِمتِحاناًas a test لَهُfor it
قَد قُلتُ لِلبَدرِ اِمتِحاناً لَهُ
كُنbe مِثلَهُlike him ياO بَدرُfull moon أَوor كُنهُbe him
كُن مِثلَهُ يا بَدرُ أَو كُنهُ
I said to the full moon, putting it to the test:
I said to the full moon as a test
Be like him, O full moon, or be him.
Be like him, O moon, or be him
Sol 6.1