أَدِرْهَاpass it round قَبْلَbefore تَغْرِيدِcooing الْحَمَامَهْthe dove
أَدِرْهَا قَبْلَ تَغْرِيدِ الْحَمَامَهْ
فَمَاfor nothing يَنْفِيdispels الْهُمُومَcares سِوَىexcept الْمُدَامَهْwine
فَمَا يَنْفِي الْهُمُومَ سِوَى الْمُدَامَهْ
Pass it round before the dove begins to coo,
Drink before the cooing of the dove
for nothing dispels cares but wine.
For nothing dispels cares like wine
مُعَتَّقَةًwell-aged إِذَاwhen سَلَكَتْit enters ضَمِيراًa heart
مُعَتَّقَةً إِذَا سَلَكَتْ ضَمِيراً
مَحَتْit wipes away عَنْهُfrom it الْكَلالَةَweariness وَالسَّآمَهْand ennui
مَحَتْ عَنْهُ الْكَلالَةَ وَالسَّآمَهْ
Well-aged, when it enters a heart,
When it courses a free spirit
it wipes away its weariness and ennui.
It wipes away gloom and tedium
أَلَمْhave ... not? تَرَyou see كَيْفَhow أَصْبَحَتِhave become الْغَوَادِيthe morning rains
أَلَمْ تَرَ كَيْفَ أَصْبَحَتِ الْغَوَادِي
لَهَاfor them فِيin كُلِّevery نَاحِيَةٍquarter عَلامَهْa mark
لَهَا فِي كُلِّ نَاحِيَةٍ عَلامَهْ
Have you not seen how the morning rains
Have you not seen how the valleys
have now left their mark in every quarter?
Bear signs in every direction?
فَكَمْfor how many فِيon الأَرْضِthe earth مِنْof مَجْرَىa course غَدِيرٍa brook
فَكَمْ فِي الأَرْضِ مِنْ مَجْرَى غَدِيرٍ
وَكَمْand how many فِيin الْجَوِّthe sky مِنْof مَسْرَىa path غَمَامَهْa cloud
وَكَمْ فِي الْجَوِّ مِنْ مَسْرَى غَمَامَهْ
For how many a brook has its course on earth,
How much in the earth is a brook's course
and how many a cloud its path through the sky!
And how much in the sky is a cloud's track?
فَبَادِرْso hasten to seize صَفْوَةَthe choicest of الأَيَّامِthe days تَغْنَمْyou will gain
فَبَادِرْ صَفْوَةَ الأَيَّامِ تَغْنَمْ
لَذَاذَتَهَاtheir delight وَلاand do not تَخْشَfear الْمَلامَهْreproach
لَذَاذَتَهَا وَلا تَخْشَ الْمَلامَهْ
So hasten to seize the choicest days and gain
So seize the choicest of days and profit
their delight, and do not fear reproach.
By its sweetness, fear no blame
وَلاand do not تَحْزَنْgrieve عَلَىover شَيءٍanything تَوَلَّىthat has passed
وَلا تَحْزَنْ عَلَى شَيءٍ تَوَلَّى
فَإِنَّfor indeed الْحُزْنَsorrow مِقْرَاضُshears السَّلامَهْwell-being
فَإِنَّ الْحُزْنَ مِقْرَاضُ السَّلامَهْ
And do not grieve over anything that has passed,
And grieve not over what is past
for sorrow is the shears of well-being.
For grief but mars tranquility
Sol 6.1