غرامكِpassion for you لاnot يبقىspares علىupon نفسِthe soul of إنسانِa human being
غرامكِ لا يبقى على نفسِ إنسانِ
فسلهُso ask it لماذاwhy غالَslew قلبيmy heart وأبقانيand kept me alive
فسلهُ لماذا غالَ قلبي وأبقاني
Passion for you spares no human soul;
Your love does not stay in a human soul
So ask it why it slew my heart and kept me alive.
So ask it why has my heart become so expensive and made me stay
أفيis it in كلِّevery يومٍday ليfor me منfrom الحبِّlove حسرةٌanguish
أفي كلِّ يومٍ لي من الحبِّ حسرةٌ
وحزنٌand sorrow وقدand already ضاقَhas grown too narrow الفضاءُthe vast expanse بأحزانيwith my sorrows
وحزنٌ وقد ضاقَ الفضاءُ بأحزاني
Must love bring me anguish every day,
Do I have every day from love regret
And sorrow, when all space has grown too narrow for my sorrows?
And sorrow, and space has become too narrow for my sorrows
وهاand behold أناI ذاhere بينَbetween الصبابةِpassionate longing والصباand youth
وها أنا ذا بينَ الصبابةِ والصبا
تجاذبنيpulls at me الأولىthe first فيدفعنيand so pushes me الثانيthe second
تجاذبني الأولى فيدفعني الثاني
And here I am between passionate longing and youth;
And here I am between youth and youthfulness
The first pulls at me, and the second pushes me.
The first antagonizes me and the second pushes me away
ولمand did not يبقِleave منof جسميmy body الهوىpassion غيرother than ذرةٍa speck
ولم يبقِ من جسمي الهوى غير ذرةٍ
كماjust as أبقتِleft الكاساتُthe cups منof عقلِthe reason of نشوانِa drunken man
كما أبقتِ الكاساتُ من عقلِ نشوانِ
And passion has left of my body nothing but a speck,
Nothing remains of my body of love but an atom
Like what the cups have left of a drunken man's reason.
As cups left from the mind of a reveler
أكادُI almost لذاكَtoward that الحيِّencampment إنif مرتِpasses الصباthe east wind
أكادُ لذاكَ الحيِّ إن مرتِ الصبا
أطيرُI fly وإنْand even if لمnot يحتملنيbear me جناحانِtwo wings
أطيرُ وإنْ لم يحتملني جناحانِ
Toward that encampment, when the east wind passes, I almost
I almost for that alive one if the youth passed
Fly, though no pair of wings bears me.
I would fly even if two wings could not carry me
وتنظرُand looks at هذيthis الشمسُsun عينيmy eye كأنهاas though it were
وتنظرُ هذي الشمسُ عيني كأنها
وقدand already أذكرتنيreminded me حسنَthe beauty of وجهكَyour face شمسانِtwo suns
وقد أذكرتني حسنَ وجهكَ شمسانِ
And my eye sees this sun as though it were—
And this sun looks at my eyes as if
Having recalled your face's beauty to me—two suns.
It reminded me of the beauty of your face, two suns
همthey عبدوهاworshipped it فيfor الجمالِbeauty ضلالةًin error
هم عبدوها في الجمالِ ضلالةً
ويمنعنيand prevents me منfrom مثلِthe like of ذلكَthat إيمانيmy faith
ويمنعني من مثلِ ذلكَ إيماني
They worshipped it for its beauty, in error,
They worshipped it in beauty astray
And my faith keeps me from doing the same.
And my faith prevents me from the like of that
علىdespite أنهمthat they ذلواsubmitted لسلطانِto the sovereignty of حسنهاits beauty
على أنهم ذلوا لسلطانِ حسنها
وحسنكَand your beauty سلطانٌa sovereign علىover كلِّevery سلطانِsovereign
وحسنكَ سلطانٌ على كلِّ سلطانِ
Yet they bowed to the sovereignty of its beauty,
But they were humble to the sultan of its beauty
While your beauty is sovereign over every sovereign.
And your beauty is a sultan over every sultan
فقالواso they said حكيتَyou resembled الظبيَthe gazelle جيداًin neck ولفتةًand in glance
فقالوا حكيتَ الظبيَ جيداً ولفتةً
وأشبهتَand you resembled غصنَa branch of البانِthe bān tree فيin هيفِthe slenderness of البانِthe bān tree
وأشبهتَ غصنَ البانِ في هيفِ البانِ
They said, 'You resemble the gazelle in neck and glance,
So they said you told the gazelle very beautifully and smoothly
And resemble a bān branch in its slender grace.'
And you likened the branch of the acacia tree in the bending of the acacia tree
وأقسمُand I swear ماnot الغزلانُthe gazelles فيin لفتاتهاtheir turning glances
وأقسمُ ما الغزلانُ في لفتاتها
ولاnor هيفُthe slenderness of الأغصانِthe branches إلاbut الشبيهانِthe two likenesses
ولا هيفُ الأغصانِ إلا الشبيهانِ
And I swear: the gazelles in their turning glances,
And I swear the gazelles are not in their twists
And the branches' slenderness, are but two likenesses of you.
Nor is the bending of the branches but the two alike
لكَyours الحسنُbeauty منfrom كلِّall الحسانِthe beautiful ones وللذيand for the one who
لكَ الحسنُ من كلِّ الحسانِ وللذي
يحبكَloves you فيin أشعارهِhis poems كلُّevery إحسانِexcellence
يحبكَ في أشعارهِ كلُّ إحسانِ
Yours is the beauty of all the fair; and whoever
For you beauty from all the beautiful and for the one
Loves you has every excellence in his poetry.
Who loves you in his poems all benefaction
وأنتَand you الذيthe one who قربتَyou brought near منto جسميmy body الضناwasting illness
وأنتَ الذي قربتَ من جسمي الضنا
وأنتَand you الذيthe one who باعدتَyou widened ماwhat lies بينَbetween أجفانيmy eyelids
وأنتَ الذي باعدتَ ما بينَ أجفاني
And you are the one who brought wasting illness to my body,
And you are the one who brought relief closer to my body
And you are the one who drew my eyelids apart.
And you are the one who distanced what was between my eyelids
فإنso if قيلَit is said عنيabout me أنهُthat he ماتَdied عاشقاًas a lover
فإن قيلَ عني أنهُ ماتَ عاشقاً
فقلْthen say لهمto them ماnot رحمةُmercy for الميتِthe dead man منof شانيmy concern
فقلْ لهم ما رحمةُ الميتِ من شاني
So if it is said of me, 'He died a lover,'
So if it is said about me that he died a lover
Then tell them, 'Mercy for the dead is none of my concern.'
Then tell them what is the mercy of the dead from my business
إذاif كنتَyou are لاnot ترثيshow pity وفيَّand in me بقيةٌa remnant of life
إذا كنتَ لا ترثي وفيَّ بقيةٌ
فكيفَthen how إذاwhen ماأدرجونيthey have wrapped me (emphatic) بأكفانيin my shrouds
فكيفَ إذا ماأدرجوني بأكفاني
If you show no pity while some life remains in me,
If you do not mourn me and some of me remains
Then how will it be when they wrap me in my shrouds?
Then how when they shroud me in my shroud
وإنand if يقرأread العذالُthe reproachers ماwhat أناI كاتمٌconceal
وإن يقرأ العذالُ ما أنا كاتمٌ
فقدthen indeed خطَّwere inscribed فيon خديَّmy two cheeks بالدمعِwith tears سطرانِtwo lines
فقد خطَّ في خديَّ بالدمعِ سطرانِ
And if the reproachers read what I conceal,
And if the critics read what I am not hiding
Then two lines have been inscribed in tears upon my cheeks.
For he has written on my cheek with tears two lines
ولوand had شئتَyou wished لمnot يدرواthey would know بماof what دارَpassed بينناbetween us
ولو شئتَ لم يدروا بما دارَ بيننا
ولوand even if أنthat حساديthose who envy me عليكَover you منamong الجانِthe jinn
ولو أن حسادي عليكَ من الجانِ
Had you wished, they would not have known what passed between us,
And if you wanted they would not know what went on between us
Even were those who envy me over you of the jinn.
And if my enviers of you were of the Jinn
أبىhas refused الدهرُtime أنto يلقىmeet أخوa brother of الحبِّlove صاحباًa companion
أبى الدهرُ أن يلقى أخو الحبِّ صاحباً
منamong الإنسِhumans إلاunless دونهُin his way ألفُa thousand شيطانِdevils
من الإنسِ إلا دونهُ ألفُ شيطانِ
Time has refused to let a lover find a companion
Fate refused that the brother of love finds a human companion
Among humankind without a thousand devils in the way.
Except less than him a thousand devils
فياso, oh ليتَwould that أنthat الأفقَthe horizon تهويplunge نجومهُits stars
فيا ليتَ أن الأفقَ تهوي نجومهُ
علىupon كلِّevery واشٍtalebearer بالمحبيَنagainst the lovers خوَّانِtreacherous
على كلِّ واشٍ بالمحبيَن خوَّانِ
Would that the horizon's stars would plunge
So I wish that the horizons would crash its stars
Upon every treacherous talebearer against the lovers!
Upon every slanderer betraying lovers
وياand oh ليتَwould that نيرانَthe fires of الجحيمِHell تزيدهمْadd to them
ويا ليتَ نيرانَ الجحيمِ تزيدهمْ
قلوباًhearts تلظىblaze حسرةًwith anguish فوقَabove نيرانِfires
قلوباً تلظى حسرةً فوقَ نيرانِ
And would that the fires of Hell would give them
And I wish the hellfire would increase for them
Hearts blazing with anguish, on top of the flames!
Hearts that blaze in sorrow above the fires
وياand oh ليتَwould that أنthat الأرضَthe earth دكتْcrushed flat جبالهاits mountains
ويا ليتَ أن الأرضَ دكتْ جبالها
فكمfor how many فيهمْamong them منof مثلِthe like of رضوىRadwa وثهلانِand Thahlan
فكم فيهمْ من مثلِ رضوى وثهلانِ
And would that the earth would level its mountains!
And I wish the earth would crush its mountains
For how many among them are like Radwa and Thahlan!
For among them there are many like Radwa and Thehlan
وماand not كنتُI used to أدريknow قبلهمْbefore them أنَthat فيamong الورىhumankind
وما كنتُ أدري قبلهمْ أنَ في الورى
منamong الناسِpeople أقوامٌgroups of people علىin شكلِthe shape of أوثانِidols
من الناسِ أقوامٌ على شكلِ أوثانِ
And before them, I did not know that among humankind
And I did not know before them that there are folks in existence
There were people in the shape of idols.
Of people in the image of idols
فياso, O منyou who لحانيreproached me فيfor الصبابةِpassionate longing ماwhat ترىdo you think
فيا من لحاني في الصبابةِ ما ترى
ملامكَyour reproach هذاthis بالصبابةِin passionate longing أغوانيled me astray
ملامكَ هذا بالصبابةِ أغواني
O you who reproached me for longing—what do you think?
So O you who seduced me in my youth what do you see
This reproach of yours has drawn me deeper into longing.
Blaming me for my youth made me sin
وبيand I am smitten with رشاًa fawn لمnot يبقِleave منيof me دلالهُhis coquetry
وبي رشاً لم يبقِ مني دلالهُ
سوىexcept ماwhat تراهُyou see it منof همومٍcares وأشجانِand sorrows
سوى ما تراهُ من همومٍ وأشجانِ
And I am smitten with a fawn whose coquetry has left of me
And showered me and nothing remained of my evidence
Only the cares and sorrows you see.
Except what you see of worries and sorrows
تعشقتهُI fell in love with him ظمآنَthirsty للحبِّfor love فارتوىand so was quenched
تعشقتهُ ظمآنَ للحبِّ فارتوى
فؤاديmy heart ولكنْbut ردنيhe sent me back جدvery ظمآنِthirsty
فؤادي ولكنْ ردني جد ظمآنِ
I fell in love with him, thirsty for love, and quenched was
I loved him thirsty to love, so my heart was saturated
My heart; yet he made me desperately thirsty again.
But my grandfather returned me very thirsty
وأضحكنيand made me laugh دهريmy fate زماناًfor a time بقربهِthrough his nearness
وأضحكني دهري زماناً بقربهِ
ولكنهثbut it (apparent typo) منfrom بعدِafter ذلكَthat أبكانيmade me weep
ولكنهث من بعدِ ذلكَ أبكاني
And my fate made me laugh awhile in his nearness,
And my fate made me laugh for a time with his proximity
But afterward it made me weep.
But after that it made me cry
ولنand will not تجدِyou find النياthe world (apparent typo) سوىother than ماwhat وجدتهاI found it
ولن تجدِ النيا سوى ما وجدتها
ولاnor سائرَall other الأزمانِtimes إلاexcept كأزمانيlike my times
ولا سائرَ الأزمانِ إلا كأزماني
And you will find the world no different from how I found it,
And you will not find promises except what you found them
Nor all other times any different from my own.
Nor the rest of the times but like my times
وياand O جيرتيmy neighbors والنفسُand the soul جمَّgrew great عناؤُهاits suffering
ويا جيرتي والنفسُ جمَّ عناؤُها
ألاis there no عاشقlover عانsuffering لذاfor this العاشقlover العَانيthe suffering one
ألا عاشق عان لذا العاشق العَاني
And O my neighbors, my soul's suffering has grown great:
And O my neighbor and the soul is tired with hardship
Is there no suffering lover for this suffering lover?
Isn’t every lover suffering for this suffering lover?
رأيتُI saw فؤاديmy heart مطبقاًclosing جفنهُits eyelid الأسىsorrow
رأيتُ فؤادي مطبقاً جفنهُ الأسى
كماas اكتحلتْwere lined with kohl بالنومِwith sleep أجفانُthe eyelids of وسنانِa drowsy man
كما اكتحلتْ بالنومِ أجفانُ وسنانِ
I saw my heart, with sorrow closing its eyelid,
I saw my heart closing its eyelid with sorrow
As a drowsy man's eyelids are lined with the kohl of sleep.
As sleep lined with its eyelids Wassnan’s
وقدand indeed كانَit had been ليfor me كأساًa cup لدىat مجلسِthe gathering of الهوىpassion
وقد كانَ لي كأساً لدى مجلسِ الهوى
إذِwhen الحبُّlove راحيmy wine والحبائبُand beloveds ريحانيmy sweet basil
إذِ الحبُّ راحي والحبائبُ ريحاني
And it had been my cup at love's gathering,
And I had a cup in the session of passion
When love was my wine and beloveds my sweet basil.
When love entertained me and loved ones were my scent
وفيand in الحبِّlove سلوانٌsolace ولكننيbut I أرىsee
وفي الحبِّ سلوانٌ ولكنني أرى
تأسيthe self-consolation of ذيone with الحاجاتِneeds ليسَis not بسلوانِsolace at all
تأسي ذي الحاجاتِ ليسَ بسلوانِ
And in love there is solace, but I see
And there is solace in love but I see
That a needy man's self-consolation is no solace.
My disappointment for the needy is not solace
وهذاand this الهوىpassion تاجٌa crown علىupon كلِّevery عاشقٍlover
وهذا الهوى تاجٌ على كلِّ عاشقٍ
فماso what شرفُthe honor of الأملاكِkings منfrom غيرِlack of تيجانِcrowns
فما شرفُ الأملاكِ من غيرِ تيجانِ
And this passion is a crown upon every lover;
And this passion is a crown over every lover
What honor, then, have kings without crowns?
So what is the honor of angels without crowns?
Sol 6.1