أَقُولُI say لِلْخِدْنِto the intimate friend الأَبَّرِّthe kindest الَّذِيwho
أَقُولُ لِلْخِدْنِ الأَبَّرِّ الَّذِي
أَهْدَىgave a gift وَمَاand not إِهْدَاؤُهُhis giving بِالْيسِيرْinsignificant
أَهْدَى وَمَا إِهْدَاؤُهُ بِالْيسِيرْ
I say to the kindest friend who
I say to the generous host who gifted me
Gave a gift—and his gift is no small thing:
Though his gift was no trivial deed
يَاO مَخْرَجاًan outlet مَاwhat جَاشَsurged فِيin صَدْرِهِhis breast
يَا مَخْرَجاً مَا جَاشَ فِي صَدْرِهِ
وَجَالَand roamed أَخْفَىmost hidden جَوْلَةًa wandering فِيin الضَّميرْthe inner self
وَجَالَ أَخْفَى جَوْلَةً فِي الضَّميرْ
O outlet for what surged in his breast
O you who vent what boiled in your chest
And wandered most secretly within the soul,
And spoke most privately in your conscience
طَرَائِفُmarvels الأَفْكَارِthe thoughts أَجرَيْتَهَاyou made them flow
طَرَائِفُ الأَفْكَارِ أَجرَيْتَهَا
فِيin أَيِّwhat قَوْلٍspeech عَبْقَرِيٍّinspired مُنِيرْluminous
فِي أَيِّ قَوْلٍ عَبْقَرِيٍّ مُنِيرْ
Wondrous thoughts—you have set them flowing
You wove the tapestries of thoughts
In what inspired, luminous speech!
In which eloquent, brilliant saying?
مُنْتَظِمٌordered مُنْتثِرٌscattered ضَاحِكٌlaughing
مُنْتَظِمٌ مُنْتثِرٌ ضَاحِكٌ
بَاكِweeping لَهُit has مَاءٌwater وَفِيهِand within it سَعِيرْa blazing fire
بَاكِ لَهُ مَاءٌ وَفِيهِ سَعِيرْ
Ordered, scattered, laughing,
Organized, scattered, laughing
Weeping; it has water, and within it a blaze.
Crying for him whose water has blaze
يُحَرِّكُit moves الْطَّوْدَthe towering mountain إِذَاwhen ثَارَit rages أَوْor
يُحَرِّكُ الْطَّوْدَ إِذَا ثَارَ أَوْ
يَهْدَأُit grows calm رِفْقاًgently فيَهِزُّso it rocks السَّرِيرْthe bed
يَهْدَأُ رِفْقاً فيَهِزُّ السَّرِيرْ
It moves the mountain when it rages, or
It stirs a passion when aroused
Grows gently calm, then rocks the bed.
Or gently calms to rock the bed
هَذَاthis هُوَit الشِّعْرُthe poetry الطَّلِيقُunfettered الَّذِيwhich
هَذَا هُوَ الشِّعْرُ الطَّلِيقُ الَّذِي
لَيْسَis not لَهُto it كَاتِبُهُits author بِالأَسِيرْa captive
لَيْسَ لَهُ كَاتِبُهُ بِالأَسِيرْ
This is the unfettered poetry to which
This is the unconstrained poetry that
Its author is no captive.
Its writer is no captive to it
رَقَّتْgrew delicate مَعَانِيَهُits meanings وَأَلْفَاظُهُand its words
رَقَّتْ مَعَانِيَهُ وَأَلْفَاظُهُ
فَهْوَso it is شُعَاعُa ray الْوَحْيِinspiration وَهْيَand they are الأَثِيرْthe ether
فَهْوَ شُعَاعُ الْوَحْيِ وَهْيَ الأَثِيرْ
Its meanings and its words grew delicate:
Delicate are its meanings and words
So it is inspiration's ray, and they are the ether.
It's the ray of revelation and the ether
Sol 6.1