نَواسِمُbreezes البُسْتَانْof the garden
نَواسِمُ البُسْتَانْ
تَنثُرُscatter سِلْكَthe strand الزَّهَرِof blossoms
تَنثُرُ سِلْكَ الزَّهَرِ
The garden's breezes
The garden blossoms
scatter the strand of blossoms;
Scatter strands of flowers
والطّلُّand the dew فيon الأَغْصَانْthe boughs
والطّلُّ في الأَغْصَانْ
يَنْظمُهُstrings it بِالجَوْهَرِwith jewels
يَنْظمُهُ بِالجَوْهَرِ
and dew upon the boughs
And the climbing plants
strings it with jewels.
Adorn them with gems
وَرَايةُand the banner الإِصْباحْof daybreak
وَرَايةُ الإِصْباحْ
أَضَاءَhas brightened مِنْهاfrom it المَشْرِقُthe east
أَضَاءَ مِنْها المَشْرِقُ
And the banner of daybreak—
The flag of dawn
from it the east has brightened—
Illuminated the East
تنشُرُهاunfurl it الأَرْوَاحْthe breezes
تنشُرُها الأَرْوَاحْ
فلاso never تَزَالُit ceases تخفِقُit flutters
فلا تَزَالُ تخفِقُ
the breezes unfurl it,
The winds spread it
so it never ceases to flutter.
Fluttering, never resting
والزُّهْرُand the bright stars زَهْرٌblossoms فَاحْwafted fragrance
والزُّهْرُ زَهْرٌ فَاحْ
لهاthey have عُيونٌeyes ترمُقُthat gaze
لها عُيونٌ ترمُقُ
And the bright stars are blossoms that waft fragrance;
The flowers are blooming
they have eyes that gaze.
With watching eyes
فَأَيْقِظِso awaken النُّدْمَانْthe drinking companions
فَأَيْقِظِ النُّدْمَانْ
يُبْصِرْنَthey may see مَاwhat لَمْhas not يُبْصَرِbeen seen
يُبْصِرْنَ مَا لَمْ يُبْصَرِ
So awaken the drinking companions,
Awaken the slumberers
that they may see what has not been seen:
To see what was unseen
جَوَاهِرُjewels الشُّهبانُof the blazing stars
جَوَاهِرُ الشُّهبانُ
قدhave عرضَتْbeen offered للمشتريto the buyer / Jupiter
قد عرضَتْ للمشتري
the jewels of the blazing stars
Meteors on display
have been offered to the buyer, Jupiter.
For the interested buyer
قَدَحْتَyou struck ليfor me زَنْدَاa fire-stick
قَدَحْتَ لي زَنْدَا
ياO أَيُّهَذاyou there البَارِقُthe lightning flash
يا أَيُّهَذا البَارِقُ
You struck a fire-stick for me,
You sparked a flame
O you flash of lightning!
O brilliant one
أَذكرتنيyou reminded me عَهْداa time
أَذكرتني عَهْدا
إِذwhen الشبابُyouth رَائقُserene
إِذ الشبابُ رَائقُ
You reminded me of a time
Reminding me of days gone by
when youth was serene.
When passion was serene
فالشوقso longing لاdoes not يهداsubside
فالشوق لا يهدا
وَلاَnor الفُؤَادُthe heart الخافِقُfluttering
وَلاَ الفُؤَادُ الخافِقُ
So longing does not subside,
And longing would not subside
nor does the fluttering heart.
Nor the throbbing heart be stilled
وَكَيْفُand how بالسُّلْوَانْwith solace
وَكَيْفُ بالسُّلْوَانْ
والقَلْبُand the heart رَهْنُa hostage الفِكَرِto thoughts
والقَلْبُ رَهْنُ الفِكَرِ
And how could there be solace,
How difficult for the anguished soul
while the heart is hostage to thoughts,
When the heart is captive to thought
وسُحُبُand clouds الهِجْرَانْof estrangement
وسُحُبُ الهِجْرَانْ
تحجبveil وَجْهَthe face القَمَرِof the moon
تحجب وَجْهَ القَمَرِ
and the clouds of estrangement
And clouds of estrangement
veil the moon's face?
Veil the face of the moon
لَوْلاَwere it not for شُموسُthe suns الكَاسْof the wine-cup
لَوْلاَ شُموسُ الكَاسْ
نُديرهاwe pass them around بينamong البُدُورْthe full moons
نُديرها بين البُدُورْ
Were it not for the suns of the wine-cup,
Were it not for goblets of wine
which we pass among the full moons,
Passed amongst comrades
وعَرَّجَand turned aside الإِيناسْfellowship
وعَرَّجَ الإِيناسْ
مِنّاfrom us عَلَىtoward ربعِthe abode الصُدُورْof bosoms
مِنّا عَلَى ربعِ الصُدُورْ
and fellowship turned aside
The juicy fruits
from us toward the abode of bosoms—
Allure the ladies of boudoirs
لكنْbut لَهَاit has وَسْوَاسْa whisper
لكنْ لَهَا وَسْوَاسْ
يُغريtempts برباتِtoward the ladies الخُدُورْof secluded chambers
يُغري برباتِ الخُدُورْ
yet it has a whisper
How many a grieving father
that lures one toward the ladies of secluded chambers.
Beneath a brightening dawn
كَمْhow many والدa father هَيْمانْlovesick
كَمْ والد هَيْمانْ
بِصُبْحِfor the dawn وَجْهِof a face مُسْفِرِradiant
بِصُبْحِ وَجْهِ مُسْفِرِ
How many a father is lovesick
Whose glow shone through
for the dawn of a radiant face!
The fading night sky
ضياؤهits radiance قدhas بانappeared
ضياؤه قد بان
منfrom تحتbeneath ليلa night مقمرmoonlit
من تحت ليل مقمر
Its radiance has appeared
O daybreak, origin of lights
from beneath a moonlit night.
How much beauty you hold
ياO مطلعَrising-place الأَنْوارْof lights
يا مطلعَ الأَنْوارْ
كَمْhow many فيكَin you مِنْof مَرأَىa sight جَميلْlovely
كَمْ فيكَ مِنْ مَرأَى جَميلْ
O rising-place of lights,
A delight for all eyes
how many a lovely sight is in you!
It would not hurt to soothe the suffering
ونُزْهةَand delight الأَبْصَارْof the eyes
ونُزْهةَ الأَبْصَارْ
ماwhat ضَرَّharm would it do لوif تَشْفيyou quench الغَليلْthe burning thirst
ما ضَرَّ لو تَشْفي الغَليلْ
And delight of the eyes,
O garden of flowers
what harm if you quenched the burning thirst?
Whose fragrance relieves the sick
ياO روضَةَgarden الأَزْهارْof blossoms
يا روضَةَ الأَزْهارْ
وعَرْفُهاand its fragrance يُبْرِيheals العليلْthe ailing
وعَرْفُها يُبْرِي العليلْ
O garden of blossoms,
Your healing staff
and its fragrance heals the ailing.
Is watered with bitter tears
قَضِيبُكَyour bough الفَيْنَانْluxuriant
قَضِيبُكَ الفَيْنَانْ
يُسْقَىis watered بِدَمْعٍwith tears هَمِرِpouring
يُسْقَى بِدَمْعٍ هَمِرِ
Your luxuriant bough
So copious, they flow
is watered with pouring tears;
Is there in passion a helper
فَلاعجfor the burning pang الأشجانْof sorrows
فَلاعج الأشجانْ
فيضَthe flood الدموعof tears يمتريdraws forth
فيضَ الدموع يمتري
for the burning pang of sorrows
Or refuge for the lost
draws forth the flood of tears.
If I had a visitor
هَلْis there? فيin الهَوَىlove نَاصِرْa helper
هَلْ في الهَوَى نَاصِرْ
أَوْor هَلْis ...? يُجَارُis granted refuge الهائِمُthe lovesick wanderer
أَوْ هَلْ يُجَارُ الهائِمُ
Is there a helper in love,
My fanciful dreams
or is the lovesick wanderer granted refuge?
Would not leave me sleepless
لوif كانَthere were ليfor me زائِرْa visitor
لو كانَ لي زائِرْ
طيفُthe phantom الخيالِof imagination الحائِمُhovering
طيفُ الخيالِ الحائِمُ
If I had a visitor—
With overflowing tears
the hovering phantom of imagination—
And love is so hostile
ماnot بتُّI spent the night بالساهِرْas one awake
ما بتُّ بالساهِرْ
ودمعand the tears عينيof my eye ساجمُstreaming
ودمع عيني ساجمُ
I would not have spent the night awake,
Oppressing in darkest ignorance
with my eye's tears streaming.
The lashes, swordsmen
والحُبُّand love ذوpossessed of عُدوانْaggression
والحُبُّ ذو عُدوانْ
يَجْهَدُstrives فيin ظُلْمwronging البَرِيthe innocent
يَجْهَدُ في ظُلْم البَرِي
And love is full of aggression,
Aided by deceit
striving to wrong the innocent;
I recall your youth
وصَارمُand the sword الأَجْفَانْof the eyelids
وصَارمُ الأَجْفَانْ
مُؤيَّدٌis strengthened بالحَوَرِby dark pupils and bright whites
مُؤيَّدٌ بالحَوَرِ
and the sword of the eyelids
When passion’s sparks
is strengthened by dark pupils and brilliant whites.
Led young fools astray
رُحماكَyour mercy! فيon صَبِّa lovesick man
رُحماكَ في صَبِّ
أَذْكَرْتَهُyou reminded him عَهْدَthe days الصِّبَاof youth
أَذْكَرْتَهُ عَهْدَ الصِّبَا
Grant your mercy to a lovesick man
The morning breeze blew only more fires
whom you reminded of the days of youth.
A night in the valley
بَواعِثُthe promptings الحُبِّof love
بَواعِثُ الحُبِّ
قادتbrought إِلَيْهِto him الوَصَبَاaffliction
قادت إِلَيْهِ الوَصَبَا
The promptings of love
Darkened by ambergris
have brought affliction to him.
The boughs of acacia
لمnever تَهْفُfluttered بالقَلْبِupon the heart
لم تَهْفُ بالقَلْبِ
ريحُthe wind الصَّباthe east wind إِلاّexcept صَبَاit grew lovesick
ريحُ الصَّبا إِلاّ صَبَا
The heart was never brushed
Sway gracefully
by the east wind without growing lovesick.
It is perfumed by the praise
بَليلةُmoist الأردانْthe sleeves
بَليلةُ الأردانْ
قدhas ضُمِّخَتْbeen anointed بالعَنْبَرِwith ambergris
قد ضُمِّخَتْ بالعَنْبَرِ
Her sleeves are damp;
Of the chosen leader
she has been anointed with ambergris.
Who outweighs pride
يُشيرُgestures غُصْنُthe bough البانْof the ban-tree
يُشيرُ غُصْنُ البانْ
منهاfrom her بفَضْلِwith the trailing hem المِئْزَرِof the wrap
منها بفَضْلِ المِئْزَرِ
The ban-tree bough gestures
With his forbearance, when provoked
from her with the trailing hem of her wrap.
He stripped prosperity
طَيَّبَهاperfumed her حَمْدُpraise
طَيَّبَها حَمْدُ
فَخْرِof the pride الملوكِof kings المجتبَىthe chosen one
فَخْرِ الملوكِ المجتبَى
She has been perfumed by praise
Of its gilded sword
of the chosen pride of kings,
Courage and grace
مَنْone who يَرْجَحُoutweighs الطَّودُthe mountain
مَنْ يَرْجَحُ الطَّودُ
منthrough حِلْمِهِhis forbearance إذاwhen احتبىhe sits with knees drawn up
من حِلْمِهِ إذا احتبى
who outweighs the mountain
Succor for the desperate
in his forbearance when seated with knees drawn up.
Are carried by the caravans
قدhas جَرَّدَunsheathed السَّعْدُgood fortune
قد جَرَّدَ السَّعْدُ
منْهُfrom him حُساماًa sword مُذْهَبَاgilded
منْهُ حُساماً مُذْهَبَا
Good fortune has unsheathed
In greeting to the pulpit
from him a gilded sword.
The league of writers
فَالبأْسُso valor والإِحسانْand beneficence
فَالبأْسُ والإِحسانْ
والغَوْثُand aid للمُسْتَنْصِرِfor the seeker of support
والغَوْثُ للمُسْتَنْصِرِ
Thus valor and beneficence,
Rightfully claimed great triumph
and aid for the seeker of support—
Strutting in their robes
تَحْمِلُهُbear it الرُّكبانْthe riders
تَحْمِلُهُ الرُّكبانْ
تحيةًa greeting لِلمنْبَرِto the pulpit
تحيةً لِلمنْبَرِ
the riders bear it
Of lofty splendor
as a greeting to the pulpit.
It is enough for them, the verbosity
عِصَابةُthe band الكُتَّابْof scribes
عِصَابةُ الكُتَّابْ
حَقٌa rightful due لهاfor it الفَوْزُthe triumph العظيمْgreat
حَقٌ لها الفَوْزُ العظيمْ
The band of scribes—
In total praise and thanks
great triumph is its rightful due—
O caliph of the Merciful
تختالُstruts فيin أثْوابْrobes
تختالُ في أثْوابْ
أَلْبَسَهاclothed it الطَّوْلَbounty الجسيمْlavish
أَلْبَسَها الطَّوْلَ الجسيمْ
struts in robes
Ever sublime in bearing
in which lavish bounty has clothed it.
O haven for the thirsty
فَحَسْبُهاso sufficient for it الإِطْنَابْspeaking at length
فَحَسْبُها الإِطْنَابْ
فيin الحمدِpraise والشكرِand thanks العَمِيمْall-embracing
في الحمدِ والشكرِ العَمِيمْ
So let lavish speech suffice it
And capital for the destitute
in praise and all-embracing thanks.
Let this claim rain down
خَليفَةَCaliph الرَّحْمَنْof the All-Merciful
خَليفَةَ الرَّحْمَنْ
لاَmay ... never زِلْتَyou cease سَاميlofty المظْهَرِin bearing
لاَ زِلْتَ سَامي المظْهَرِ
O Caliph of the All-Merciful,
Upon the beautiful garden
may you remain lofty in bearing!
It came as you wished
ياO مَوْرِدَwatering-place الظمآنْof the thirsty
يا مَوْرِدَ الظمآنْ
ورأسَand the head مالِof the wealth المعْسِرِof the insolvent
ورأسَ مالِ المعْسِرِ
O watering-place of the thirsty,
More gentle than the breeze
and capital for the insolvent,
Pouring out its complaint
خُذْهَاtake it علىwith دَعْوَىa claim
خُذْهَا على دَعْوَى
تَزْريcasts scorn علىon الرَّوْضِthe garden الوسيمْlovely
تَزْري على الرَّوْضِ الوسيمْ
take it, with the claim
Of one who, in the dark night
that it puts the lovely garden to shame.
The night of passion lies awake
جاءتcame كماas تَهْوَىyou desire
جاءت كما تَهْوَى
أرقَّmore delicate منthan لَوْنِthe hue النسيمْof the breeze
أرقَّ من لَوْنِ النسيمْ
It has come just as you wish,
And patience has betrayed me
more delicate than the breeze's hue.
While sleep has fled my eyes
قدhas طارحَتْshared شكوَىa lament
قد طارحَتْ شكوَى
مَنْone who قالَsaid فيin الليلِthe night البهيمْpitch-black
مَنْ قالَ في الليلِ البهيمْ
It has shared the lament
of one who said in the pitch-black night:
ليلُthe night الهَوَىof love يَقْظَانْwakeful
ليلُ الهَوَى يَقْظَانْ
وَالحُبُّand love تِرْبُthe peer السَّهَرِof sleeplessness
وَالحُبُّ تِرْبُ السَّهَرِ
“Love's night is wakeful,
and love is the peer of sleeplessness;
والصَّبْرُand patience ليto me خَوَّانْtreacherous
والصَّبْرُ لي خَوَّانْ
والنومُand sleep منfrom عَيْنيmy eye بَرِيestranged
والنومُ من عَيْني بَرِي
patience betrays me,
and sleep is estranged from my eye.”
Partial English translation: 88 of 94 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1