منيfrom me السلامُgreetings علىto منher who لوif تصافحهاshakes hands with her
مني السلامُ على من لو تصافحها
يدthe hand of النسيمthe breeze أحستwould feel غمزthe pinch of آلاميmy pains
يد النسيم أحست غمز آلامي
My greetings to her—were her hand clasped by
My greetings to those whose hand if touched
The breeze's hand, it would feel the pinch of my pains.
By the breeze's hand would feel my torment
مرتshe passed علىby الوردthe roses فيin الأكمامthe calyxes فارتعشتso she trembled
مرت على الورد في الأكمام فارتعشت
أسىin sorrow وقالتand she said أهذاis this? قلبهhis heart الداميbleeding
أسى وقالت أهذا قلبه الدامي
She passed by the roses in their calyxes and trembled
She passed by the rose in her sleeves and trembled
In sorrow, and said, "Is this his bleeding heart?"
With sorrow saying, "Is this his bloody heart?"
وأبصرتand she saw غصناًa branch ظمآنthirsty منطرحاًlying prostrate
وأبصرت غصناً ظمآن منطرحاً
فماso ... not رأتshe saw فيهin it إلاexcept بعضsome of أسقاميmy ailments
فما رأت فيه إلا بعض أسقامي
And she saw a thirsty branch lying prostrate,
And saw a thirsty branch fallen down
So she saw in it nothing but some of my ailments.
In which she saw nothing but my illnesses
وتسمعand she hears الطيرthe bird صداحاًsinging melodiously بأيكتهin its grove
وتسمع الطير صداحاً بأيكته
يشكوit laments فتسمعso she hears فيin شكواهits lament أنغاميmy melodies
يشكو فتسمع في شكواه أنغامي
And she hears the bird singing in its grove;
And you hear the birds lamenting with their cries
It laments, and in its lament she hears my melodies.
Complaining, and in their complaints you hear my melodies
حقيقةthe reality of الحبlove فيهاin her ثمand yet تظهرshe appears ليto me
حقيقة الحب فيها ثم تظهر لي
كأننيas though I عالقclinging منهاof her بأوهامto illusions
كأنني عالق منها بأوهام
The reality of love is in her, yet she appears to me
The essence of love in it appears to me
As though I were clinging to illusions of her.
As if I'm stuck in its fantasies
ياO! للعجيبةwhat a marvel! للمرآةthe mirror! أنظرهاI look at it
يا للعجيبة للمرآة أنظرها
ولاand not أرانيI see myself فيهاin it وهيwhile it is قداميbefore me
ولا أراني فيها وهي قدامي
How strange the mirror I look upon,
Oh, the wonder, I look in the mirror
Yet I do not see myself in it, though it is before me.
And I don't see myself though it's in front of me
ياO أختsister of شمسa sun كلونlike the color of الخدthe cheek مشرقةradiant
يا أخت شمس كلون الخد مشرقة
وأختand sister of بدرa full moon كنورlike the light of الوجهthe face بسامever-smiling
وأخت بدر كنور الوجه بسام
O sister of a sun radiant as the cheek's hue,
Oh sister of the sun, your cheek glows like it
And sister of a full moon beaming like the face's light,
And sister of the moon, your face shines
ماnot كنتyou were مثلهماlike them both إلاexcept لتبتسميso that you might smile
ما كنت مثلهما إلا لتبتسمي
علىupon لياليmy nights فيin حبيmy love وأياميand my days
على ليالي في حبي وأيامي
You were like them both only to smile
I was not like them but so you may smile
Upon my nights and days in love.
At my nights in love and my days in love
Sol 6.1