تَأَوَّبَنيreturned to me at night فَبِتُّso I spent the night لَهاby them كَنيعاًsubdued
تَأَوَّبَني فَبِتُّ لَها كَنيعاً
هَمومٌcares لاnot تُفارِقُنيleave me حَوانيbending me low
هَمومٌ لا تُفارِقُني حَواني
They came back to me at night, and I lay subdued by them:
Loneliness beckoned me, so I spent the night longing
cares that never leave me, bending me low.
Worries that won’t leave me be, wherever I turn
هِيَthey العُوّادُthe sickbed visitors لاnot عُوّادُsickbed visitors قَوميmy people
هِيَ العُوّادُ لا عُوّادُ قَومي
أَطَلنَthey prolonged عيادَتيvisiting me فيin ذاthis المَكانِplace
أَطَلنَ عيادَتي في ذا المَكانِ
They are my sickbed visitors, not visitors from my people;
It comes visiting me, not visiting my people
they have prolonged their visits to me in this place.
It made this place its destination for visiting me
إِذاwhenever ماemphatic particle قُلتُI say قدalready أَجلَينَthey have withdrawn عَنّيfrom me
إِذا ما قُلتُ قد أَجلَينَ عَنّي
ثَنىbrought back ريعانَهُنَّtheir first force عَلَيَّupon me ثانِanother onset
ثَنى ريعانَهُنَّ عَلَيَّ ثانِ
Whenever I say, “They have gone away from me,”
When I say it has kept away from me for a while
another brings their first force back upon me.
It renews its youth and doubles back to me
فَإِنَّfor indeed مَقَرَّthe settled seat of مِنزِلِهِنَّtheir dwelling قَلبيmy heart
فَإِنَّ مَقَرَّ مِنزِلِهِنَّ قَلبي
فَقَدfor indeed أَنفَهنَهُthey have exhausted it فَالقَلبُso the heart آنِweary
فَقَد أَنفَهنَهُ فَالقَلبُ آنِ
For the settled seat of their dwelling is my heart;
For my heart is the home it settles in
they have worn it out, so the heart is weary.
So my heart welcomes it and makes it feel at home
أَلَيسَdoes ... not? اللَهُGod يَعلَمُknow أَنَّthat قَلبيmy heart
أَلَيسَ اللَهُ يَعلَمُ أَنَّ قَلبي
يُحِبُّكَloves you أَيَّهاO البَرقُthe lightning اليَمانيof Yemen
يُحِبُّكَ أَيَّها البَرقُ اليَماني
Does God not know that my heart
Doesn’t Allah know that my heart loves you
loves you, O lightning of Yemen?
O lightning flash of Yemen, shining bright?
وَأَهوىand I yearn أَنto أُعيدَturn back إِلَيكَtoward you طَرفيmy gaze
وَأَهوى أَن أُعيدَ إِلَيكَ طَرفي
عَلىdespite عُدَواءَhindrance مِنfrom شُغليmy occupation وَشانيand my affairs
عَلى عُدَواءَ مِن شُغلي وَشاني
And I yearn to turn my gaze back toward you,
And I long to turn my eyes back towards you
despite the distractions of my work and affairs.
Despite the preoccupations and worries that distract me
نَظَرتُI looked وَناقَتايَand my two she-camels عَلىat تَعادٍa distance apart
نَظَرتُ وَناقَتايَ عَلى تَعادٍ
مُطاوِعَتاboth obedient to الأَزِمَّةَthe reins تُرحِلانِbeing saddled
مُطاوِعَتا الأَزِمَّةَ تُرحِلانِ
I looked, with my two she-camels some distance apart,
I looked and saw my two she-camels
obedient to the reins, being saddled—
Marching in line, journeying on through hardship
إِلىtoward ناريهِماtheir two fires وَهُماand they both قَريبٌnearby
إِلى ناريهِما وَهُما قَريبٌ
تَشوقانِboth awaken longing in المُحِبَّthe lover وَتوقَدانِand both are lit
تَشوقانِ المُحِبَّ وَتوقَدانِ
toward their two fires, both nearby,
Heading to their resting place, and they are so close
stirring the lover's longing and kept alight.
Yearning for their loving owner, their reins igniting
رَأَيتُI saw بِذيat Dhu المُجازَةِal-Majaza ضَوءَthe light of نارٍa fire
رَأَيتُ بِذي المُجازَةِ ضَوءَ نارٍ
تَلَألَأُsparkles وَهيَwhile it is نازِحِةُdistant المَكانِin location
تَلَألَأُ وَهيَ نازِحِةُ المَكانِ
I saw at Dhu al-Majaza the light of a fire,
I saw in the distant mirage, the light of a fire
glittering, though its place was far away.
Gleaming and rising up from its place
فَشَبَّهَso likened صاحِبايَmy two companions بِهاto it سُهَيلاًSuhayl
فَشَبَّهَ صاحِبايَ بِها سُهَيلاً
فَقُلتُso I said تَبَيَّناboth discern clearly ماwhat تَنظُرانِyou two see
فَقُلتُ تَبَيَّنا ما تَنظُرانِ
So my two companions likened Suhayl to it;
So my two friends likened it to the star Suhail
so I said, “Look closely at what you two see:
I said to them, look closely at what you see!
أَنارٌis it a fire? أَوقِدَتwas kindled لِتَنَوّارِهاfor viewing it from afar
أَنارٌ أَوقِدَت لِتَنَوّارِها
بِدَتappeared لَكُماto you both أَمِor البَرقُthe lightning اليَمانيof Yemen
بِدَت لَكُما أَمِ البَرقُ اليَماني
is it a fire kindled to be seen from afar
A fire someone lit up to misguide you
that appeared to you both, or Yemeni lightning?
It only appears to you as lightning in Yemen
وَكَيفَand how? وَدوَنَهاand before it هَضَباتُthe hills of سَلعٍSal'
وَكَيفَ وَدوَنَها هَضَباتُ سَلعٍ
وَأَعلامُand the peaks of الأَبارِقِthe rocky hills تَعلَمانِyou two know
وَأَعلامُ الأَبارِقِ تَعلَمانِ
But how, when the hills of Sal' lie before it,
How could it be, when below it are the hills of Sala’
and the peaks of the rocky hills, as you both know?”
And the lightning rods point the way to its place?
كَأَنَّas though الريحَthe wind تَرفَعُlifts مِنfrom سَناهاits radiance
كَأَنَّ الريحَ تَرفَعُ مِن سَناها
بَنائِقَcloth panels حُلَّةٍa robe مِنof أُرجُوانِcrimson
بَنائِقَ حُلَّةٍ مِن أُرجُوانِ
As though the wind were lifting from its radiance
It seems the wind lifts from its peak
panels of a robe of crimson.
Cloaks of purple brocade
وَمِمّاand among what هاجَنيstirred me فَاِزدَدتُso I increased شَوقاًin longing
وَمِمّا هاجَني فَاِزدَدتُ شَوقاً
بُكاءُthe weeping of حَمامَتَينِtwo doves تَجاوَبانِanswering each other
بُكاءُ حَمامَتَينِ تَجاوَبانِ
And among what stirred me, increasing my longing,
And something that stirred me up, making me long even more
was the weeping of two doves answering one another.
Was the cooing of two doves calling to each other
تَجاوَبَتاthey both answered each other بِلَحنٍwith a melody أَعجَمِيٍّunintelligible
تَجاوَبَتا بِلَحنٍ أَعجَمِيٍّ
عَلىon غُصُنَينِtwo branches مِنof غَرَبٍwillow وَبانِand ban trees
عَلى غُصُنَينِ مِن غَرَبٍ وَبانِ
They answered one another in an unintelligible song,
They called to each other in an incomprehensible melody
on two branches of willow and ban trees.
On two branches, one eastern and one western
فَأَسبَلتُso I let fall الدُموعَthe tears بِلاwithout اِحتِشامٍshame
فَأَسبَلتُ الدُموعَ بِلا اِحتِشامٍ
وَلَمand not أَكُI was بِاللِئيمِa base man وَلاnor الجَبانِa coward
وَلَم أَكُ بِاللِئيمِ وَلا الجَبانِ
So I let my tears flow without shame,
So I shed tears without shame
and I was neither base nor a coward.
And I was neither mean nor cowardly
فَقُلتُso I said لِصاحِبَيَّto my two companions وَكُنتُand I used to أَحزوread omens
فَقُلتُ لِصاحِبَيَّ وَكُنتُ أَحزو
بِبَعضِfrom some of الطَيرِthe birds ماذاwhat تَحزُوانِyou two foretell
بِبَعضِ الطَيرِ ماذا تَحزُوانِ
Then I said to my two companions—I used to read omens
I said to my friend, and I was saddened
from certain birds—“What omen do you two read?”
By some of the birds, what saddens you?
فَقالاso they both said الدارُhome جامِعَةٌbringing together قَريبٌsoon
فَقالا الدارُ جامِعَةٌ قَريبٌ
فَقُلتُso I said بَلrather أَنتُنماyou two مُتَمَنِّيانِwishing
فَقُلتُ بَل أَنتُنما مُتَمَنِّيانِ
They said, “Home will soon bring us together.”
They said: The homecoming is near at hand
I said, “No; you two are merely wishing.”
I said: No, you are only wishing
وَقُلتُand I said لِصاحِبَيَّto my two companions دَعاboth leave off مَلاميreproaching me
وَقُلتُ لِصاحِبَيَّ دَعا مَلامي
وَكُفّاand both restrain اللَومَthe blame عَنّيfrom me وَاِعذُرانيand both excuse me
وَكُفّا اللَومَ عَنّي وَاِعذُراني
And I said to my two companions, “Leave off reproaching me,
And I said to my friend: Leave off blaming me
stop blaming me, and excuse me.”
And stop criticizing me, make excuses for me
فَكانَso it was البانُthe ban tree أَنthat بانَتdeparted سُلَيمىSulayma
فَكانَ البانُ أَن بانَت سُلَيمى
وَفيand in الغَرَبِthe willow اِغتِرابُexile غَيرُnot دانيnear
وَفي الغَرَبِ اِغتِرابُ غَيرُ داني
Thus the ban tree meant that Sulayma had departed,
For it was clear that Sulaymah appeared in the East
and in the willow lay a distant exile.
While in the West, my strangeness admits no compromise
أَلَيسَdoes ... not? اللَيلُthe night يَجمَعُgather أُمَّUmm (mother of) عَمرُوAmr
أَلَيسَ اللَيلُ يَجمَعُ أُمَّ عَمرُو
وَإِيّاناand us فَذاكَso that لَناfor us تَدانىcloseness
وَإِيّانا فَذاكَ لَنا تَدانى
Does not the night gather Umm Amr
Doesn’t the night bring together Umm ‘Amr
and us together? That is closeness for us.
And me, so that is an intimacy for us
بَلىyes وَتَرىand she sees الهِلالَthe crescent moon كَماjust as أَراهُI see it
بَلى وَتَرى الهِلالَ كَما أَراهُ
وَيَعلوهاand rises over her النَهارُdaylight كَماjust as عَلانيit rose over me
وَيَعلوها النَهارُ كَما عَلاني
Yes; she sees the crescent just as I see it,
Yes, and you see the crescent as I see it
and daylight rises over her as it has risen over me.
And the day overwhelms her as it overwhelms me
فَماso nothing بَينَbetween التَفَرُّقِparting غَيرُexcept سَبعٍseven
فَما بَينَ التَفَرُّقِ غَيرُ سَبعٍ
بَقينَremaining مِنَof المُحَرَّمِMuharram أَوor ثَمانِeight
بَقينَ مِنَ المُحَرَّمِ أَو ثَمانِ
So only seven nights lie between us and parting,
So between our parting, nothing remains
remaining in Muharram—or eight.
But seven days left of Muharram, or maybe eight
فَياso, O أَخَوَيَّmy two brothers مِنof جُشَمِJusham بنِson of سَعدٍSa'd
فَيا أَخَوَيَّ مِن جُشَمِ بنِ سَعدٍ
أَقِلاَّboth lessen اللَومَthe blame إِنif لَمnot تَنفَعانيyou two help me
أَقِلاَّ اللَومَ إِن لَم تَنفَعاني
So, O my two brothers of Jusham ibn Sa'd,
O brothers of Jusham ibn Sa’d
lessen your blame, if you do not help me.
Lessen your blame, if it will not benefit me
إِذاwhen جاوَزتُماyou two pass beyond سَعَفاتِthe palm fronds of حَجرٍHajr
إِذا جاوَزتُما سَعَفاتِ حَجرٍ
وَأَودِيَةَand the valleys of اليَمامَةِal-Yamama فَاِنعِيانيthen both announce my death
وَأَودِيَةَ اليَمامَةِ فَاِنعِياني
When you pass the palm fronds of Hajr
When you pass by the fronds of Hajar
and the valleys of al-Yamama, announce my death
And the valleys of Yamamah, cry out for me
إِلىto قَومٍa people إِذاwhen سَمِعواthey hear بِنَعييof my death announcement
إِلى قَومٍ إِذا سَمِعوا بِنَعيي
بَكىwill weep شُبّانُهُمtheir young men وَبَكىand will weep الغَوانيthe beautiful women
بَكى شُبّانُهُم وَبَكى الغَواني
to a people; when they hear the news of my death,
To a people, if they hear of my death
their young men will weep, and their beautiful women will weep.
Their youth and their elders will cry
وَقولاand both say جُحدُرٌJuhdur أَمسىhas become رَهيناًa captive
وَقولا جُحدُرٌ أَمسى رَهيناً
يُحاذِرُhe fears وَقعَthe stroke of مَصقولٍa polished blade يِمانيYemeni
يُحاذِرُ وَقعَ مَصقولٍ يِماني
And say, “Juhdur has become a captive,
And say: Juhdur has passed away a captive
fearing the stroke of a polished Yemeni blade;
Fearing the smooth Yemeni blade that would strike him
يُحاذِرُhe fears صَولَةَthe onslaught of الحَجّاجِal-Hajjaj ظُلماًunjustly
يُحاذِرُ صَولَةَ الحَجّاجِ ظُلماً
وَماand not الحَجّاجal-Hajjaj ظَلّاماًan oppressor لِجانِto an offender
وَما الحَجّاج ظَلّاماً لِجانِ
he fears al-Hajjaj's unjust onslaught,
Fearing the injustice of al-Hajjaj without cause
yet al-Hajjaj is no oppressor of an offender.”
For al-Hajjaj is not unjust to the righteous
أَلَمdid ... not? تَرَنيyou see me غُذيتُI was reared أَخاa brother of حُروبٍwars
أَلَم تَرَني غُذيتُ أَخا حُروبٍ
إِذاwhen لَمnot أَجنِI commit an offense كُنتُI was مِجَنَّthe shield of جانِan offender
إِذا لَم أَجنِ كُنتُ مِجَنَّ جانِ
Have you not seen that I was reared a warrior?
Didn’t you see me, brother of wars
When I committed no offense, I was an offender's shield.
If I don’t commit sins, I’m accused of sin
فَإِنso if أَهلِكI perish فَرُبَّthen many a فَتىyoung man سَيَبكيwill weep
فَإِن أَهلِك فَرُبَّ فَتى سَيَبكي
عَلَيَّfor me مُهَذَّبٍwell-bred رَخصِtender of البَنانِfingers
عَلَيَّ مُهَذَّبٍ رَخصِ البَنانِ
So if I perish, many a young man will weep
So if I die, how many noble youths will weep
for me—well-bred, with tender fingers—
For me, well-mannered, cheap to please?
وَكُلَّand every فَتىًyoung man لَهُhe has أَدَبٌcourtesy وَحِلمٌand forbearance
وَكُلَّ فَتىً لَهُ أَدَبٌ وَحِلمٌ
مَعدِيٍّof Ma'add كَريمٍnoble غَيرِnot وانِslack
مَعدِيٍّ كَريمٍ غَيرِ وانِ
and every youth endowed with courtesy and forbearance,
And every well-mannered and wise youth
a noble Ma'addite, never slack.
Generous, noble, flawless
وَلَمand not أَكُI was قَدalready قَضَيتُI settled دُيونَthe debts of نَفسيmy soul
وَلَم أَكُ قَد قَضَيتُ دُيونَ نَفسي
وَلاnor حَقَّthe due of المُهَنَّدِthe Indian-steel sword وَالسِنانِand the spearhead
وَلا حَقَّ المُهَنَّدِ وَالسِنانِ
And I have not yet paid the debts of my soul,
I have not yet paid off the debts I owe myself
nor the due of the Indian-steel sword and the spearhead.
Or the rights of the refined and sharp blades
كَذاthus المَغرورُthe deluded man فيin الدُنياthis world سَيَردىwill perish
كَذا المَغرورُ في الدُنيا سَيَردى
وَتُهلِكُهُand destroy him المَطامِعُcravings وَالأَمانيand wishes
وَتُهلِكُهُ المَطامِعُ وَالأَماني
Thus the deluded man in this world will perish,
Thus the arrogant in this life will be abased
and cravings and wishes will destroy him.
Consumed by greed and hopes
Sol 6.1