بيin me ماwhat تحسyou feel وفيand in فؤادِكَyour heart ماwhat بيin me
بي ما تحس وفي فؤادِكَ ما بي
فتعالَso come نبكيlet us weep ياO نجيَّconfidant شبابيmy youth
فتعالَ نبكي يا نجيَّ شبابي
In me is what you feel, and in your heart is what is in me.
In me what you do not feel, and in your heart what is not
So come, let us weep, O confidant of my youth.
So come let us cry, O the loss of my youth
تجريflow الدموعُthe tears وأنتwhile you دانٍnear واصلٌin union
تجري الدموعُ وأنت دانٍ واصلٌ
كمسيلِهنَّlike their flowing وأنتَwhile you فيamong الغُيَّابِthe absent ones
كمسيلِهنَّ وأنتَ في الغُيَّابِ
Tears flow while you are near and joined to me,
Tears flow while you are close yet detached
just as they flow when you are among the absent.
Like their flow while you are absent
أنكرتَyou did not recognize بيin me ناريmy fire عشيةَon the evening لامستtouched
أنكرتَ بي ناري عشيةَ لامست
شفتايmy two lips منكof yours أناملَfingertips العنابِjujube fruit
شفتاي منك أناملَ العنابِ
You failed to recognize the fire in me that evening, when
You denied my fire one eve when you touched
my lips touched your jujube-red fingertips.
My lips your fingers of punishment
ومشتand moved يمينيmy right hand فيthrough غزيرٍthick حالكٍpitch-black
ومشت يميني في غزيرٍ حالكٍ
مسترسلٍflowing freely كالجدولِlike a brook المنسابِgliding
مسترسلٍ كالجدولِ المنسابِ
And my right hand wandered through thick, jet-black hair,
And my right hand wandered in your pouring mood
flowing freely like a gliding brook.
Flowing like a gushing stream
وسألتand you asked ماwhat صمتيmy silence وماand what إطراقتيmy lowered gaze
وسألت ما صمتي وما إطراقتي
وعلامَand why ظلَّتlingered حيرةُbewilderment المرتابِthe doubter
وعلامَ ظلَّت حيرةُ المرتابِ
And you asked what my silence meant, and my lowered gaze,
And you asked about my silence and meditation
and why the doubter's bewilderment lingered.
And why the confusion of suspicion lingered
أقبلcome أذقنيlet me taste ماwhat اليقينُcertainty وهاتهand bring it
أقبل أذقني ما اليقينُ وهاته
خلواًfree منof الآلامِpains غيرَnot مُشَابِadulterated
خلواً من الآلامِ غيرَ مُشَابِ
Come, let me taste what certainty is, and bring it
Come taste me the certainty and bring it
free of pain, unadulterated.
Free from pain, pure and unadulterated
أقبلcome لأقسمَso I may swear فيin حياتيmy life مرةًonce
أقبل لأقسمَ في حياتي مرةً
إنَّthat الذيwhat أسقاهI am given it to drink ليسَis not بصابِbitter sap
إنَّ الذي أسقاه ليسَ بصابِ
Come, so that once in my life I may swear
Come let me swear once in my life
that what I am given to drink is not bitter sap.
That this which quenched me is not mirage
لهفيmy anguished longing علىfor هذاthis اليقينِcertainty وطعمهand its taste
لهفي على هذا اليقينِ وطعمه
بفميin my mouth وتكذيبيand my disbelief شهيَّdelicious شرابيmy drink
بفمي وتكذيبي شهيَّ شرابي
Alas for this certainty, though its taste is
I crave this certainty and its taste
in my mouth—and for my distrust of my delicious draught!
With my mouth though I denied it, my coveted drink
منwho أنتَyou منfrom أيwhich العوالمِthe worlds ساحرٌa sorcerer
من أنتَ من أي العوالمِ ساحرٌ
مستأثرclaiming sole control بأعنَّةِover the reins الألبابِof minds
مستأثر بأعنَّةِ الألبابِ
Who are you—a sorcerer from which worlds,
Who are you, from which worlds O sorcerer
holding the reins of minds for yourself alone?
Monopolizing the minds of the wise
مهلاًwait سليلَscion النورof light ماnot هذيthese الدنىworlds
مهلاً سليلَ النور ما هذي الدنى
أبداًever مكانa place جلاَلكَyour majesty الخلابِcaptivating
أبداً مكان جلاَلكَ الخلابِ
Wait, scion of light! These worlds are not
Wait, O luminous progeny, this baseness
ever a place for your captivating majesty.
Is not your place of glorious beauty
حدثتُI spoke to نفسيmyself إذwhen رأيتكI saw you بادياًappearing
حدثتُ نفسي إذ رأيتك بادياً
وأطَلتand I prolonged تسآليmy questioning بغيرِwithout جوابِan answer
وأطَلت تسآلي بغيرِ جوابِ
I spoke to myself when I saw you appear,
I talked to myself when I saw you manifest
and questioned at length without an answer:
And prolonged my questioning without answer
ماwhat يصنعdoes المَلَكُthe angel الطهورُpure بعالمٍin a world
ما يصنع المَلَكُ الطهورُ بعالمٍ
فانٍperishing وأيامٍand days كلمعlike the gleam سرابِof a mirage
فانٍ وأيامٍ كلمع سرابِ
What is the pure angel doing in a world
What does the pure angel do in a world
that perishes, with days like the gleam of a mirage?
Ephemeral, days like a mirage
ماwhat يصنعُdo الأبرارُthe righteous فيon الأرضthe earth التيthat
ما يصنعُ الأبرارُ في الأرض التي
ساوتmade equal منamong الأبرارِthe righteous والأوشابِand the rabble
ساوت من الأبرارِ والأوشابِ
What do the righteous do on the earth that
What do the righteous do on earth
has made the righteous and the rabble equal,
That equated the righteous and the wicked
دوارةًrevolving أبدَthroughout السنينِthe years كعهدهاas is its wont
دوارةً أبدَ السنينِ كعهدها
منfrom ليلِa night آثامٍof sins لصبحِto a dawn مَتَابِof repentance
من ليلِ آثامٍ لصبحِ مَتَابِ
ever turning through the years, as it always has,
Spinning for eternal years as its past
from a night of sins to a dawn of repentance?
From a night of sins to a morn of remorse
تغلوgrows dear الحياةlife بهاupon it إلىuntil أنthat تَنتهيit ends
تغلو الحياة بها إلى أن تَنتهي
عندَat الترابِthe dust رخيصةcheap كترابِlike dust
عندَ الترابِ رخيصة كترابِ
Life grows dear upon it, until it ends
Life rises through it until it ends
in the dust, cheap as dust.
At dust, cheap as dust
أغفرforgive خليليmy intimate friend الشكَّdoubt فيabout الرؤياthe vision التيthat
أغفر خليلي الشكَّ في الرؤيا التي
ملكتtook possession عليَّover me مَشاعِريmy feelings وصَوابيand my sound judgment
ملكت عليَّ مَشاعِري وصَوابي
Forgive, my dear friend, my doubt about the vision that
Forgive my doubt dear in the vision that
has taken possession of my feelings and my sound judgment.
Possessed my feelings and consciousness
ياoh طالماhow often ضجَّcried out الفؤادُthe heart منover المنىhopes
يا طالما ضجَّ الفؤادُ من المنى
وشَكاand lamented التماعَthe gleam سرابِهاtheir mirage الكذَّابِdeceitful
وشَكا التماعَ سرابِها الكذَّابِ
Oh, how often the heart has cried out over hopes,
O how often the heart roared from desire
and lamented the gleam of their deceitful mirage!
And complained of its lying mirage
ياO هَيكلtemple الحسنِof beauty المباركِblessed ركنُهits pillar
يا هَيكل الحسنِ المباركِ ركنُه
الساحرَenchanting النورِthe light الطهورَpure رحابِprecincts
الساحرَ النورِ الطهورَ رحابِ
O temple of beauty, whose pillar is blessed,
O temple of blessed beauty, its pillar
whose light enchants, whose precincts are pure!
The captivating light, the sacred sanctuary
لاno صِدقَtruth إلاexcept فيin لهيبِكَyour flame وحدهit alone
لا صِدقَ إلا في لهيبِكَ وحده
وجلالهand its majesty الباقيenduring علىthrough الأحقابِthe ages
وجلاله الباقي على الأحقابِ
There is no truth except in your flame alone
Truth exists only in your flame alone
and its majesty, enduring through the ages.
And its eternal majesty through the eras
قدمتُI offered قربانيmy sacrifice إليهto it بقيةًa remnant
قدمتُ قرباني إليه بقيةً
منof مهجةٍa heart تَلفتwas consumed علىfor الأحبابِloved ones
من مهجةٍ تَلفت على الأحبابِ
I offered my sacrifice to it—a remnant
I offered my sacrifice to Him remainder
of a heart worn out for loved ones.
Of a love that turned to loved ones
فإذاso if سمحتyou permit دفعتI will pour فيهinto it دماءهاits blood
فإذا سمحت دفعت فيه دماءها
ورجعتُand I will return أحمدُI praise منfrom ذراكَyour heights مآبيmy return
ورجعتُ أحمدُ من ذراكَ مآبي
So, if you permit, I will pour its blood into it,
So if you allow I will spill its blood in it
and come back, praising my return from your heights,
And return thanking you for the refuge
وأذبتُand I will melt جوهرهاits essence فداءَas a sacrifice for نواظرٍeyes
وأذبتُ جوهرها فداءَ نواظرٍ
علويةٍheavenly قدسيةِholy المحرابِthe sanctuary
علويةٍ قدسيةِ المحرابِ
and melt its essence as a sacrifice for eyes
And melt its essence ransom for lofty sights
heavenly, whose sanctuary is holy.
Divine, holy of the shrine
Sol 6.1