أَنَاI فِيin الرَّوْضِthe garden سَاهِرٌkeeping vigil وَهْوَwhile it is نَائمْasleep
أَنَا فِي الرَّوْضِ سَاهِرٌ وَهْوَ نَائمْ
بَاتَspent the night فِيin قُرَّةِthe coolness الدُّجَىof darkness وَهْوَwhile it was نَاعِمْat ease
بَاتَ فِي قُرَّةِ الدُّجَى وَهْوَ نَاعِمْ
I keep vigil in the garden while it sleeps.
It spends the night in darkness’s coolness, at ease.
كُلَّمَاwhenever جِئْتُهُI came to it وَقَلْبِيwhile my heart بَاكٍwas weeping
كُلَّمَا جِئْتُهُ وَقَلْبِي بَاكٍ
رَقَّgrew clear دَمْعِيmy tears كَماَئِهِlike its water فَهْوَwhile it is بَاسِمْsmiling
رَقَّ دَمْعِي كَماَئِهِ فَهْوَ بَاسِمْ
Whenever I come to it with a weeping heart,
my tears grow clear as its water, while it smiles.
أَبْتَغِيI seek فِيهِin it مِنْfrom مُصَابٍan affliction
أَبْتَغِي فِيهِ مِنْ مُصَابٍ
لَمْdid not يُلَطِّفْهُsoften it عَهْدُهُits duration المُتَقَادِمْlong-standing
لَمْ يُلَطِّفْهُ عَهْدُهُ المُتَقَادِمْ
I seek solace there from an affliction
which the long passage of time has not eased.
يَاO لَعَزْمِيmy resolve مِنَagainst الأَسَىsorrow وَلِحِلمِيand my forbearance
يَا لَعَزْمِي مِنَ الأَسَى وَلِحِلمِي
أَسْعَدانِيhelp me, you two عَلَىagainst الْخُطُوبِcalamities الغَوَاشِمْruthless
أَسْعَدانِي عَلَى الْخُطُوبِ الغَوَاشِمْ
O my resolve against sorrow, and my forbearance,
come to my aid against ruthless calamities!
غَلَبَتْنِيovercame me صُرُوفُthe vicissitudes دَهْرِيof my days عَلَىover صَبْmy patience (first part)
غَلَبَتْنِي صُرُوفُ دَهْرِي عَلَى صَبْ
رِيmy patience (completion) وَأَفْنَتْهُand consumed it نَارُهَاtheir fire فِيin الَملاحِمْthe battles
رِي وَأَفْنَتْهُ نَارُهَا فِي الَملاحِمْ
The turns of my days have overcome my patience;
their fire has consumed it in the battles.
أَلأَمَانَquarter! الأَمَانَquarter! أَلْقَيْتُI cast down سَيْفِيmy sword
أَلأَمَانَ الأَمَانَ أَلْقَيْتُ سَيْفِي
وَطَوَيْتُand I furled اللِّوَاءَthe banner تَسْلِيمَin surrender رَاغِمْof one humbled
وَطَوَيْتُ اللِّوَاءَ تَسْلِيمَ رَاغِمْ
Quarter! Quarter! I have cast down my sword
and furled the banner in a humbled man’s surrender.
خَانَbetrayed عَزْمِيmy resolve الشَّبَابُyouth وَاقْتَصَّand took revenge ضَعْفِيmy weakness
خَانَ عَزْمِي الشَّبَابُ وَاقْتَصَّ ضَعْفِي
مِنْupon ثَبَاتِيmy steadfastness فَكَيْفَso how مِثْلِيone like me يُقَاوِمْcan resist
مِنْ ثَبَاتِي فَكَيْفَ مِثْلِي يُقَاوِمْ
Youth betrayed my resolve, and my weakness took revenge
upon my steadfastness; how can one like me resist?
إِنَّindeed منْwhoever سَيْفُهُhis sword شَبَابٌyouth نَضِيرٌfresh
إِنَّ منْ سَيْفُهُ شَبَابٌ نَضِيرٌ
فَعُيُوبُthen the flaws الشَّبَابِof youth فِيهِin it مَثَالِمْnotches
فَعُيُوبُ الشَّبَابِ فِيهِ مَثَالِمْ
Indeed, whoever has fresh youth for his sword—
youth’s flaws are notches in its blade.
وَالذِيand the one who دِرْعُهُhis armor فُؤَادٌa heart رَقِيقٌtender
وَالذِي دِرْعُهُ فُؤَادٌ رَقِيقٌ
فَجَريحٌis then wounded إِنْif يُقْتَحَمْhe is assailed أَوْor يُقَاحِمْhe attacks
فَجَريحٌ إِنْ يُقْتَحَمْ أَوْ يُقَاحِمْ
And he whose armor is a tender heart
is wounded whether assailed or attacking.
أيُّهَاO الرَّوْضُgarden كَنْbe لِقَلْبِيfor my heart سَلاماًpeace
أيُّهَا الرَّوْضُ كَنْ لِقَلْبِي سَلاماً
وَمَلاذاًand a refuge مِنfrom الشَّقَاءِmisery المُلازِمْunceasing
وَمَلاذاً مِن الشَّقَاءِ المُلازِمْ
O garden, be peace to my heart
and a refuge from unrelenting misery.
ماhow أَقَرَّstill النَّدىthe dew وَمَاand how أَلْعَبَplayful النُّوthe light (first part)
ما أَقَرَّ النَّدى وَمَا أَلْعَبَ النُّو
رَthe light (completion) وَمَاand how أَجْزعَfearful الظِّلالَthe shadows الْحَوَائِمْhovering
رَ وَمَا أَجْزعَ الظِّلالَ الْحَوَائِمْ
How still the dew, how playful the light,
and how fearful the hovering shadows!
زَهَرٌflowers ذَابِلٌdrooping كَأَنّيas though I أَرَاهُI see them
زَهَرٌ ذَابِلٌ كَأَنّي أَرَاهُ
ثَمِلاًintoxicated مِنْby أَنْفَاسِهِtheir breath فِيwithin الْكَمَائِمْthe calyxes
ثَمِلاً مِنْ أَنْفَاسِهِ فِي الْكَمَائِمْ
Drooping flowers—I seem to see them
drunk on their own breath within their calyxes.
وَغَدِيرٌand a pool صَافٍclear أَقَامَhas raised سِيَاجاًa fence
وَغَدِيرٌ صَافٍ أَقَامَ سِيَاجاً
حَوْلَهُaround it بَاسِقٌtall مِنَof الدَّوْحِgreat spreading trees قَائِمْstanding
حَوْلَهُ بَاسِقٌ مِنَ الدَّوْحِ قَائِمْ
And a clear pool, with a fence raised
around it by tall, upright, spreading trees.
تَتَنَاغَىcoo to one another بِيضٌwhite ones مِنَamong الطَّيْرِthe birds فِيهِin it
تَتَنَاغَى بِيضٌ مِنَ الطَّيْرِ فِيهِ
سَابِحَاتٌswimming وَتَحْتَهَاand beneath them النَّجْمُthe stars عَائِمْfloating
سَابِحَاتٌ وَتَحْتَهَا النَّجْمُ عَائِمْ
White birds coo to one another upon it,
swimming, while beneath them the stars float.
كَيْفَمَاwherever سِرْنَthey glide فَالطَّرِيقُthen the path عُقُودٌnecklaces
كَيْفَمَا سِرْنَ فَالطَّرِيقُ عُقُودٌ
نُظِمَتْwere strung مِنْfrom مَحَاجِرٍeye sockets وَمَبَاسِمْand smiling mouths
نُظِمَتْ مِنْ مَحَاجِرٍ وَمَبَاسِمْ
Wherever they glide, their path is necklaces
strung from eye sockets and smiling mouths.
حَبَّذَاhow lovely البَدْرُthe full moon مُؤْنِساًas a companion يَتَجَلَّىit appears
حَبَّذَا البَدْرُ مُؤْنِساً يَتَجَلَّى
كَحَبِيبٍlike a beloved بَعْدَafter التَّغَيُّبِabsence قَادِمْarriving
كَحَبِيبٍ بَعْدَ التَّغَيُّبِ قَادِمْ
How lovely the full moon, appearing as a companion,
like a beloved returning after an absence.
حَبَّذَاhow lovely رَسْمُهُits portrayal الْبَرَايَاof creation كَأَبْهَىlike the fairest
حَبَّذَا رَسْمُهُ الْبَرَايَا كَأَبْهَى
مَاthat which تَرَىsees العَيْنُthe eye فِيon صَحِيفَةِa page رَاسِمْof a painter
مَا تَرَى العَيْنُ فِي صَحِيفَةِ رَاسِمْ
How lovely its painting of creation, like the fairest
that the eye beholds upon a painter’s page.
حَبَّذَاhow lovely المَاءُthe water وَالمَصَابِيحُand the lamps فِيهِin it
حَبَّذَا المَاءُ وَالمَصَابِيحُ فِيهِ
كَبَنَانٍlike fingers يَزِينُهَاit adorns them بِخَوَاتِمْwith rings
كَبَنَانٍ يَزِينُهَا بِخَوَاتِمْ
How lovely the water, with the lamps within it,
like fingers that it adorns with rings.
جَنَّةٌa paradise بَانَتِhave departed المَكَارِهُtroubles عَنْهَاfrom it
جَنَّةٌ بَانَتِ المَكَارِهُ عَنْهَا
وَهْيَwhile it is بِكْرٌvirginal مِنَfrom الأَذَىharm وَالمَحَارِمْand forbidden deeds
وَهْيَ بِكْرٌ مِنَ الأَذَى وَالمَحَارِمْ
A paradise from which troubles have departed,
virginal, untouched by harm or forbidden deeds.
إِنَّمَاonly أَهْلُهَاits inhabitants طُيُورٌbirds حِسَانٌbeautiful
إِنَّمَا أَهْلُهَا طُيُورٌ حِسَانٌ
إِنْif دَعَاهَاcalls them الصَّبَاحُthe morning قَامَتْthey rise تُنَادِمْkeep convivial company
إِنْ دَعَاهَا الصَّبَاحُ قَامَتْ تُنَادِمْ
Its only inhabitants are beautiful birds;
if morning calls them, they rise to make merry.
وَضِيَاءٌand light يَمُوجُsurges فِيin المَاءِthe water حَتَّىuntil
وَضِيَاءٌ يَمُوجُ فِي المَاءِ حَتَّى
لَتَرَاهُyou surely see it كَأَنَّهُas though it were مُتَلاَطِمْsurging and colliding
لَتَرَاهُ كَأَنَّهُ مُتَلاَطِمْ
And light surges in the water, until
you see it as though it were waves colliding.
وَمُرُوجٌand meadows مُدَبَّجَاتٌembroidered كَوَشْيٍlike brocade
وَمُرُوجٌ مُدَبَّجَاتٌ كَوَشْيٍ
أَتْقَنَتْperfected صُنْعَهُits making حِسَانُbeautiful ones المَعَاصِمْof wrist
أَتْقَنَتْ صُنْعَهُ حِسَانُ المَعَاصِمْ
And embroidered meadows, like brocade
whose workmanship fair-wristed women perfected.
وَغُصُونٌand branches تَهُزُّهَاsway them نَسَمَاتٌbreezes
وَغُصُونٌ تَهُزُّهَا نَسَمَاتٌ
كَمُهُودٍlike cradles تَهُزُّهُنَّrock them رَوَائِمْtender mothers
كَمُهُودٍ تَهُزُّهُنَّ رَوَائِمْ
And branches swayed by breezes,
like cradles rocked by tender mothers.
هَذِهِthis عُزْلَتِيmy solitude أَفِرُّI flee إِلَيْهَاto it
هَذِهِ عُزْلَتِي أَفِرُّ إِلَيْهَا
مِنْfrom مَجَالِthe arena الأَسَىof sorrow وَمَجْرَىand the course المَظَالِمْof injustices
مِنْ مَجَالِ الأَسَى وَمَجْرَى المَظَالِمْ
This is my solitude; I flee to it
from sorrow’s arena and injustice’s course.
هَهُنَاhere أَجْتَلِيI contemplate مِثَالَيْنِtwo forms بَاتَاthey both dwelt
هَهُنَا أَجْتَلِي مِثَالَيْنِ بَاتَا
فِيin سَمَاءٍa sky صَفَتgrew clear وَرَاءَbeyond الغَمَائِمْthe clouds
فِي سَمَاءٍ صَفَت وَرَاءَ الغَمَائِمْ
Here I contemplate two forms that dwell
in a sky grown clear beyond the clouds.
هَهُنَاhere أَلْتَقِيI meet بِطَيْفِيْwith the two phantoms of حَبِيبَmy two beloveds (first part)
هَهُنَا أَلْتَقِي بِطَيْفِيْ حَبِيبَ
يَّmy (completing 'my two beloveds') الدَّفِيْنَيْنِboth buried فِيin فُؤَادِيmy heart الوَاجِمْsilent with grief
يَّ الدَّفِيْنَيْنِ فِي فُؤَادِي الوَاجِمْ
Here I meet the twin phantoms of my beloveds,
buried within my grief-silenced heart,
حَيْثُwhere لاno عَيْنَeye لِلرِّيَاءِfor hypocrisy وَلاnor لِلْخُبْfor malice (first part)
حَيْثُ لا عَيْنَ لِلرِّيَاءِ وَلا لِلْخُبْ
ثِmalice (completion) أُذْنٌan ear وَلاnor فَمٌa mouth لِلنَّمائِمْfor slander
ثِ أُذْنٌ وَلا فَمٌ لِلنَّمائِمْ
where hypocrisy has no eye, nor malice
an ear, nor slander a mouth.
إِيهِah فَانِيFani (name) وَكُلُّand everyone مَنْwho عَاشَlived فَانٍis mortal
إِيهِ فَانِي وَكُلُّ مَنْ عَاشَ فَانٍ
أَيْنَwhere بَاتَتْhave ended up تِلكَthose الْخِلالُvirtues الْكَرَائِمْnoble
أَيْنَ بَاتَتْ تِلكَ الْخِلالُ الْكَرَائِمْ
Ah, Fani—and all who have lived must perish—
where have those noble virtues gone?
مَلَكٌan angel مَرَّpassed بِالْحَيَاةِthrough life كَرِيماًnobly
مَلَكٌ مَرَّ بِالْحَيَاةِ كَرِيماً
وَتَوَلَّىand departed عَنْهَاfrom it تَوَلِّيَwith the departure غَانِمْof a victor
وَتَوَلَّى عَنْهَا تَوَلِّيَ غَانِمْ
An angel passed nobly through life
and departed from it like a victor.
زَهْرَةٌa flower لَمْdid not تَكَدْalmost تُوفِيcomplete رَبِيعاًa spring
زَهْرَةٌ لَمْ تَكَدْ تُوفِي رَبِيعاً
ذَبُلَتْwithered وَاللِّدَاتُwhile her peers لُدْنٌsupple نَوَاعِمْtender
ذَبُلَتْ وَاللِّدَاتُ لُدْنٌ نَوَاعِمْ
A flower, scarcely having completed one spring,
withered while her peers were supple and tender.
يَاO عَرُوساًbride مَرَّتْpassed بِهَاfor her أَشْهُرُthe months الصَّفْof serenity (first part)
يَا عَرُوساً مَرَّتْ بِهَا أَشْهُرُ الصَّفْ
وِserenity (completion) سِرَاعاًswiftly كَأَنَّهَاas though they were حُلْمُa dream حَالِمْof a dreamer
وِ سِرَاعاً كَأَنَّهَا حُلْمُ حَالِمْ
O bride, whose months of serenity passed
so swiftly, like a dreamer’s dream,
قَدْindeed سَقَاكَgave you to drink المُحِبُّthe lover كَأْساًa cup وَمَاand did not إِنْat all (emphatic)
قَدْ سَقَاكَ المُحِبُّ كَأْساً وَمَا إِنْ
خَالَhe imagined فِيهَاin it سِوَىanything except الدَّوَاءِthe medicine المُلائِمْsuitable
خَالَ فِيهَا سِوَى الدَّوَاءِ المُلائِمْ
your lover gave you a cup to drink, never
imagining it held anything but the proper remedy.
هَفْوَةٌa mistake رَامَهاintended it الْقَضَاءُfate وَفَادِيand your redeemer (first part)
هَفْوَةٌ رَامَها الْقَضَاءُ وَفَادِي
كِyour (feminine suffix) هَفَاهَاcommitted it بِغَيْرِcontrary to مَاwhat هُوَhe رَائِمْintends
كِ هَفَاهَا بِغَيْرِ مَا هُوَ رَائِمْ
An error fate intended; your redeemer
committed it contrary to his intent.
فَفَقَدْتِso you lost الْحَيَاةَlife فَقْدَas one loses نَفِيسٍa precious thing
فَفَقَدْتِ الْحَيَاةَ فَقْدَ نَفِيسٍ
تَزْدَرِيهِscorns it نَفْسُthe soul الكَرِيمِof the noble الحَازِمْresolute
تَزْدَرِيهِ نَفْسُ الكَرِيمِ الحَازِمْ
So you lost life as one loses a precious thing
scorned by a noble, resolute soul.
وَاسْتَقىand drank صَبُّكِyour ardent lover الْحِمَامَdeath بِكَأْسٍfrom a cup
وَاسْتَقى صَبُّكِ الْحِمَامَ بِكَأْسٍ
مِنْof أسىًgrief لَيْسَis not مُستَقِيهاits drinker بِآثِمْsinful
مِنْ أسىً لَيْسَ مُستَقِيها بِآثِمْ
And your ardent lover drank death from a cup
of grief—its drinker is no sinner.
كَأْسُa cup مَوْتٍof death سَقَاكِهَاhe gave it to you to drink وَاسْتَقَاهَاand drank it himself
كَأْسُ مَوْتٍ سَقَاكِهَا وَاسْتَقَاهَا
مِنْfrom يَدِthe hand الحُزْنِof sorrow وَافِياًfaithful غَيْرَnot نَادِمْregretful
مِنْ يَدِ الحُزْنِ وَافِياً غَيْرَ نَادِمْ
A cup of death he gave you, and himself drank
from sorrow’s hand, faithful, without regret.
فَتَوَلَّىso he departed فِيin عُنْفُوانthe prime الْعُمْof life (first part)
فَتَوَلَّى فِي عُنْفُوان الْعُمْ
رِlife (completion) حَلِيفَan ally الْعُلىof greatness أَلِيفَa companion الْعَظَائِمْof mighty deeds
رِ حَلِيفَ الْعُلى أَلِيفَ الْعَظَائِمْ
Thus he departed in the prime of life,
an ally of greatness, a companion of mighty deeds.
عَاهَدَتْهُpledged him فَوَائِحُthe wafting fragrances المَجْدِof glory هْداًprobably 'a pledge' (unclear text)
عَاهَدَتْهُ فَوَائِحُ المَجْدِ هْداً
وَعَلَىand in الإِثْرِthe aftermath أَخْلَفَتْهُfailed him الْخَوَاتِمْthe endings
وَعَلَى الإِثْرِ أَخْلَفَتْهُ الْخَوَاتِمْ
Glory’s fragrances had given him [a pledge],
and straight afterward the endings failed him.
بَاتَhe spent the night فِيat ذُرْوَةِthe summit السُّرُورِof joy وَأَضْحَىand by morning was
بَاتَ فِي ذُرْوَةِ السُّرُورِ وَأَضْحَى
فِيin قَرَارٍthe depths مِنَof الأَسَىgrief المُتَفَاقِمْever worsening
فِي قَرَارٍ مِنَ الأَسَى المُتَفَاقِمْ
He spent the night at joy’s summit, and morning found him
in the depths of ever-worsening grief.
صَاعَدَclimbed alongside النَّجْمَthe stars ثُمَّthen قَطَّرَهُhurled him down عَنْfrom
صَاعَدَ النَّجْمَ ثُمَّ قَطَّرَهُ عَنْ
أَوْجِهِhis zenith حَادِثٌa calamity مِنَof الدَّهْرِfate حَاطِمْshattering
أَوْجِهِ حَادِثٌ مِنَ الدَّهْرِ حَاطِمْ
He climbed beside the stars; then was hurled from
his zenith by a crushing stroke of fate.
هَكَذَاthus فَارَقَdeparted الْحَبِيبَانِthe two lovers دَاراًa dwelling
هَكَذَا فَارَقَ الْحَبِيبَانِ دَاراً
هِيَit is دَارُthe home الشَّقَاءِof misery دَارُthe home المَغَارِمْof burdens
هِيَ دَارُ الشَّقَاءِ دَارُ المَغَارِمْ
Thus the two lovers departed a dwelling
that is the home of misery, the home of burdens.
فَارَقَاهاthey both left it بِلاwithout قُطُوبٍfrowning وَكَانَاand they were
فَارَقَاها بِلا قُطُوبٍ وَكَانَا
كَابْتِسَامَيْنِlike two smiles فِيon وُجُوهِthe faces المَعَالِمْof the landmarks
كَابْتِسَامَيْنِ فِي وُجُوهِ المَعَالِمْ
They left it without a frown, and they had been
like two smiles upon the faces of the landscape.
خَتَمَاthey both ended الْعُرْسَthe wedding فِيin غَيَابَةِthe darkness رَمْسٍof a grave
خَتَمَا الْعُرْسَ فِي غَيَابَةِ رَمْسٍ
وَخَتَمْنَاand we ended أَفْرَاحَنَاour joys بِالمَآتِمْwith mourning rites
وَخَتَمْنَا أَفْرَاحَنَا بِالمَآتِمْ
They ended their wedding in the darkness of a grave,
and we ended our joys with mourning rites.
مَاnever رَأَىsaw النَّاسُpeople مِثْلَthe like هذَاof this وَلاءًin loyalty
مَا رَأَى النَّاسُ مِثْلَ هذَا وَلاءً
عَنْهُfrom it يَنْبُوrecoils سَيْفُthe sword الْحِمَامِof death الْفَاصِمْsevering
عَنْهُ يَنْبُو سَيْفُ الْحِمَامِ الْفَاصِمْ
Never have people seen a loyalty like this,
against which death’s severing sword recoils.
فَاسْتَقِرَّاso rest, both of you فِيin رَحْمَةٍmercy وَدَعَانَاand leave us
فَاسْتَقِرَّا فِي رَحْمَةٍ وَدَعَانَا
فِيin حَيَاةٍa life أَوْلَىmore deserving بِرَحْمَةِof the mercy رَاجِمْof one who stones
فِي حَيَاةٍ أَوْلَى بِرَحْمَةِ رَاجِمْ
So rest, you two, in mercy, and leave us
in a life more deserving of a stone-thrower’s mercy.
أَنْتُمَاyou two فِيin رِضىًcontentment وَنَحْنُwhile we نُوَفِّيpay in full
أَنْتُمَا فِي رِضىً وَنَحْنُ نُوَفِّي
لِشَقَاءِto the misery الدَّنْيَاof this world بَقَايَاthe remnants الْعَزَائِمْof resolve
لِشَقَاءِ الدَّنْيَا بَقَايَا الْعَزَائِمْ
You two are content, while we pay
the misery of this world our remaining resolve.
Sol 6.1