رقادكyour sleep قلبيmy heart شجاكhas saddened you الألمpain
رقادك قلبي شجاك الألم
وهدand has shattered كيانكyour being برحseverity السقمsickness
وهد كيانك برح السقم
Sleep, my heart; pain has saddened you,
Your sleep my heart, your pain wounded
And the severity of sickness has shattered your being.
And weakened your being, the sickness fled
رقادكyour sleep اخلforsake الأنينthe groaning الممضpiercing
رقادك اخل الأنين الممض
وثبand return للهدوءto calm ولاand do not تضطرمblaze
وثب للهدوء ولا تضطرم
Sleep; leave the piercing groan behind,
Your sleep brought painful moans
And return to calm; do not blaze.
Wake up to calmness and don't ignite
وحسبكand enough for you هذاthis العذابtorment الأليمpainful
وحسبك هذا العذاب الأليم
وحسبكand enough for you قلبيmy heart همworry وغمand grief
وحسبك قلبي هم وغم
Enough for you is this painful torment,
Enough is this painful agony
And enough, my heart, of worry and grief.
Enough my heart, worries and sorrows
وعادِand make an enemy of الحياةlife وضافِand consort with المماتdeath
وعادِ الحياة وضافِ الممات
ونمand sleep فيin حواشيthe fringes of الردىdeath والعدمand nothingness
ونم في حواشي الردى والعدم
Make life your foe and consort with death,
Return to life and shun death
And sleep on the fringes of death and nothingness.
Sleep on the fringes of loss and nonexistence
فماfor not أناI قلبيmy heart المحبone who loves الحياةlife
فما أنا قلبي المحب الحياة
وماand not أناI قلبيmy heart المطيقone who endures الألمpain
وما أنا قلبي المطيق الألم
For I, my heart, am not one who loves life,
For I am not, my loving heart, a lover of life
Nor, my heart, am I one who can endure pain.
Nor am I, my heart, patient of pain
وماand not أناI إلاexcept الاسيفsorrowful الحزينsad
وما أنا إلا الاسيف الحزين
علىon account of انthat لفظتُI was cast out لشاطيonto the shore of الظلمinjustice
على ان لفظتُ لشاطي الظلم
I am only sorrowful and sad,
I am but a sad sword
At having been cast onto the shore of injustice.
For I uttered to the injustice of darkness
فلمso did not أرI see نفسيmyself سوىother than ذرةa speck
فلم أر نفسي سوى ذرة
تموجtosses in waves حيرىbewildered بيمin a sea خضمvast and deep
تموج حيرى بيم خضم
So I saw myself as nothing but a speck,
I saw myself as but a speck
Tossing bewildered in a vast, deep sea.
Swaying confusedly in a maelstrom
تعيثwreak havoc بهاupon it سافياتdust-scattering الرياحwinds
تعيث بها سافيات الرياح
وتنزوand spring عليهاupon it ضواريpredatory الرخمvultures
وتنزو عليها ضواري الرخم
Dust-scattering winds wreak havoc upon it,
Savage winds wreaking havoc on it
And predatory vultures spring upon it.
And embers of ashes raining down upon it
فطوراًso at times تحلقit soars فوقabove الفضاءthe open sky
فطوراً تحلق فوق الفضاء
وطوراًand at times تمرغit is rolled in dust تحتbeneath القدمthe foot
وطوراً تمرغ تحت القدم
So at times it soars above the open sky,
Sometimes soaring through the sky
And at times it is rolled in dust beneath the foot.
Other times groveling under feet
تضلit loses السبيلthe path السويstraight فتلقىand is cast
تضل السبيل السوي فتلقى
فريسةas prey to هذاthis القضاءfate الاصمdeaf
فريسة هذا القضاء الاصم
It loses the straight path and is cast
Losing the right path, thus becoming
As prey to this deaf fate.
Prey to this deaf fate
تجيءit comes فتمضيthen passes away كمثلlike الهباءdust
تجيء فتمضي كمثل الهباء
وتحياand it lives فتطويthen is folded away كمثلlike العدمnothingness
وتحيا فتطوي كمثل العدم
It comes, then passes away like dust,
Coming then going like a mirage
And lives, then is folded away like nothingness.
Living then perishing like nothingness
رقادكyour sleep قلبيmy heart ودعand leave behind ذكرياتmemories الأthe hopes (first fragment)
رقادك قلبي ودع ذكريات الأ
مانيhopes (continuation) الحسانbeautiful العذابsweet النغمmelody
ماني الحسان العذاب النغم
Sleep, my heart, and leave the memories of
Your sleep my heart, leave memories of
Beautiful hopes, sweet in melody.
Sweet dreams, torture, melodies
وماذاand what تفيدكbenefits you ذكرىthe memory of أمانhopes
وماذا تفيدك ذكرى أمان
مضتpassed away فيin حواشيthe fringes of العلىthe heights كالحلمlike a dream
مضت في حواشي العلى كالحلم
And what good does the memory of hopes do you,
What use are memories of dreams
That passed like a dream on the fringes of the heights?
That have passed on the margins like fantasies
وفيand in ذكرياتmemories of الامانيhopes شجونsorrows
وفي ذكريات الاماني شجون
متىwhenever عبثتthey toy بالفتىwith the youth تخترمthey cut his life short
متى عبثت بالفتى تخترم
And in the memories of hopes lie sorrows;
In memories of dreams, there is sadness
Whenever they toy with a youth, they cut his life short.
When they toy with the youth, they wound
وماand what فاتhas passed ماتhas died فخلso abandon النداthe regret (first fragment)
وما فات مات فخل الندا
مةregret (continuation) وانفضand shake off غبارthe dust of السأمweariness
مة وانفض غبار السأم
And what has passed is dead, so abandon
What has passed has died, so leave behind
Regret, and shake off the dust of weariness.
The ruins and dust of boredom
وماذاand what تراهاdo you suppose it تكونis الحياةlife
وماذا تراها تكون الحياة
لنذهبthat we should perish فيهاin it ضحاياvictims of الندمregret
لنذهب فيها ضحايا الندم
And what do you suppose life is,
What then, do you see life to be
That we should perish in it as victims of regret?
That we may go into it, victims of regret
ولمand why انتyou قلبيmy heart تظلremain أسيرcaptive to الأthe hopes (first fragment)
ولم انت قلبي تظل أسير الأ
مانيhopes (continuation) وعبدand a slave to الهوىpassion والوهمand illusion
ماني وعبد الهوى والوهم
And why, my heart, do you remain captive to
Why, my heart, do you remain prisoner of
Hopes, and a slave to passion and illusion?
Dreams, slave of fantasies and illusions
ومالكand why do you تأتيcome to الرقادsleep وفيهand in it
ومالك تأتي الرقاد وفيه
يذوبmelts away العذابtorment ويخبوand dies down الالمpain
يذوب العذاب ويخبو الالم
And why do you turn to sleep, in which
Why do you come to sleep wherein
Torment melts away and pain dies down?
Agony melts and pain retreats
اتطمحdo you aspire قلبيmy heart إلىtoward أنthat تصيرyou become
اتطمح قلبي إلى أن تصير
أميرprince of القلوبhearts وليثand lion of الاجمthe thickets
أمير القلوب وليث الاجم
Do you aspire, my heart, to become
You aspire, my heart, to become
Prince of hearts and lion of the thickets?
Master of hearts and lion of bravery
وهبكand suppose you تصيرbecome so وهذاand this بعيدfar-fetched
وهبك تصير وهذا بعيد
فماfor not بكthrough you قلبيmy heart تساسare governed الأممnations
فما بك قلبي تساس الأمم
And suppose you became so—and that is far-fetched—
But for you to become so, is far-fetched
For nations, my heart, are not governed through you.
What ails you my heart, craving might?
فماذاwhat, then يكونwould happen اتبدوwould it appear الحياةlife
فماذا يكون اتبدو الحياة
بقلبwith a heart نقيpure وانفand a nose اشمhigh-bridged and proud
بقلب نقي وانف اشم
What would happen then? Would life appear
How can life appear with a heart
With a pure heart and a proud, high-bridged nose?
Pure and a nose that smells
أليستdoes it not تظلremain كماas قدalready عهدتyou have known
أليست تظل كما قد عهدت
حياةa life of الجحيمhell ونارand a fire of الضرمraging flame
حياة الجحيم ونار الضرم
Would it not remain as you have known it:
Will it not remain as you've known it
A life of hell and a fire of raging flame?
A hellish life and scorching fire
تمثلare enacted فيهاin it فصولacts of الفسادcorruption
تمثل فيها فصول الفساد
وتلمعand gleam فيهاin it نصالthe blades of النقمvengeance
وتلمع فيها نصال النقم
In it, acts of corruption are staged,
Wherein acts of corruption are staged
And in it the blades of vengeance gleam.
And blades of vengeance gleam
فهذاso this one شهيدa martyr to الهوىpassion والشبابand youth
فهذا شهيد الهوى والشباب
وذاكand that one شهيدa martyr to الونىweakness والهرمand old age
وذاك شهيد الونى والهرم
This one is a martyr to passion and youth,
There lies a martyr of weakness and old age
And that one a martyr to weakness and old age.
This one goes, a victim of enmity
وهذاand this one يروحgoes قتيلslain by العداءenmity
وهذا يروح قتيل العداء
وذاكand that one ضحيةa victim of قذفthe hurling of الحممburning coals
وذاك ضحية قذف الحمم
This one goes slain by enmity,
That one, prey to spewed embers
And that one is a victim of hurled burning coals.
This fears the flies of homes
وهذاand this one يخافfears ذبابthe flies of البيوتhouses
وهذا يخاف ذباب البيوت
وذاكand that one يصارعwrestles اسدthe lions of الاكمthe hills
وذاك يصارع اسد الاكم
This one fears houseflies,
That wrestles the lion of battles
And that one wrestles the lions of the hills.
The weak die and the strong live
يموتdies الضعيفthe weak ويحياand lives القويthe strong
يموت الضعيف ويحيا القوي
ويجتاحand sweeps away هذينthese two سيلa torrent عرمraging
ويجتاح هذين سيل عرم
The weak dies and the strong lives,
And both are swept by a flood of ruin
And a raging torrent sweeps both away.
Oppressing the flowers is the thorns of bindweed
ويطغىand overruns علىover الزهرthe flowers شوكthe thorns of القتادthe thorny qatad shrub
ويطغى على الزهر شوك القتاد
فيفقدso loses ذاthis الكونuniverse لوناcolor وشمand scent
فيفقد ذا الكون لونا وشم
And the thorns of the qatad overrun the flowers,
Thus the universe loses its color and scent
So this universe loses its color and scent.
By your life, a miserable life
حياةa life لعمركby your life بئسwretched is الحياةlife
حياة لعمرك بئس الحياة
ففيهاfor in it الكلابdogs وفيهاand in it الرممdecaying remains
ففيها الكلاب وفيها الرمم
A life—by your life, what a wretched life!
Wherein dogs and germs abound
For in it are dogs, and in it are decaying remains.
The wise and prudent lose their way
لقدindeed حارwas bewildered فيهاin it الذكيthe intelligent الحصيفdiscerning
لقد حار فيها الذكي الحصيف
وقدand indeed ملهاgrew weary of it الفيلسوفthe philosopher العلمlearned
وقد ملها الفيلسوف العلم
The clever, discerning man has been bewildered by it,
And the learned philosopher is tired of it
And the learned philosopher has grown weary of it.
Why, my heart, do you seek life
فمالكso why do you قلبيmy heart ترومseek الحياةlife
فمالك قلبي تروم الحياة
وتبكيand weep for الأمانيhopes بدمعwith tears ودمand blood
وتبكي الأماني بدمع ودم
Why then, my heart, do you seek life,
Crying dreams with tears and blood?
And weep for hopes with tears and blood,
You feel behind life
وانتwhile you تحسsense وراءbeyond الحياةlife
وانت تحس وراء الحياة
حفيفthe rustle of السعادةhappiness فوقabove السدمthe mists
حفيف السعادة فوق السدم
When you sense beyond life
The rustling of happiness beyond the blockade
The rustle of happiness above the mists?
To it flutters the wing of eternity
يرفflutters إليهtoward it جناحthe wing of الخلودimmortality
يرف إليه جناح الخلود
ويهفوand yearns إليهtoward it شعاعthe ray of النسمsouls
ويهفو إليه شعاع النسم
Toward it flutters the wing of immortality,
And to it the ray of a breeze inclines
And toward it yearns the ray of souls.
There, where eternal beauty exists
هنالكthere حيثwhere البقاءeternal existence البهيradiant
هنالك حيث البقاء البهي
وحيثand where النعيمbliss وحيثand where النعمblessings
وحيث النعيم وحيث النعم
There, where abiding life is radiant,
And bounty and grace reside
And where there is bliss, and where there are blessings,
Angels gleaming in the ether
ملائكةangels تنجليappear فيin الأثيرthe ether
ملائكة تنجلي في الأثير
تناجيwhisper intimately to الحواريthe fair maidens بقلبwith a heart وفمand a mouth
تناجي الحواري بقلب وفم
Angels appear in the ether,
Conversing with the disciples with heart and mouth
Whispering to the fair maidens with heart and mouth,
Bringing chaste, brilliant melodies
فتغدوso they become نشاوىintoxicated with الهوىlove العبقريwondrous الthe
فتغدو نشاوى الهوى العبقري ال
نقيpure الحبيaffectionate الشجيplaintive النغمmelody
نقي الحبي الشجي النغم
And grow intoxicated with wondrous love,
Of sincere, passionate, heartfelt music
Pure and affectionate, plaintive in melody.
Your sleep my heart, leave life be
رقادكyour sleep قلبيmy heart وخلand leave الحياةlife
رقادك قلبي وخل الحياة
وخذand take hold بالحقيقةof truth دونrather than الوهمillusion
وخذ بالحقيقة دون الوهم
Sleep, my heart, and leave life behind,
And take truth without illusion
And embrace truth rather than illusion.
Whisper to the heavens while lost in
وناجand commune with السماءheaven وهمand wander فيin الخيالimagination الthe
وناج السماء وهم في الخيال ال
جميلbeautiful وطرand fly فوقabove هامthe crowns of القممthe peaks
جميل وطر فوق هام القمم
And commune with heaven, and wander through imagination,
A beautiful imagination, and fly over the summit of ambitions
Beautiful, and fly above the crowns of the peaks.
For there is nothing in life but pitfalls
فماfor not فيin الحياةlife سوىanything but الموبقاتruinous evils
فما في الحياة سوى الموبقات
فلذso take refuge بالمماتin death وهمand wander ونمand sleep
فلذ بالممات وهم ونم
For life holds nothing but ruinous evils;
So cling to death, worries and sleep
So take refuge in death, wander, and sleep.
Partial English translation: 77 of 78 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1