خلّيانيleave me, you two وَصَبوَتيand my passion وَشُجونيand my sorrows
خلّياني وَصَبوَتي وَشُجوني
ياO خَليليَّmy two friends فَالصَبابةfor passionate love دينيmy faith
يا خَليليَّ فَالصَبابة ديني
Leave me with my passion and my sorrows,
Let me be, my youthfulness, and my passions,
O my two friends, for passionate love is my faith.
O my beloved, for impetuosity is my faith,
وَدَعانيand leave me, you two فَإِنّfor indeed وَجديmy longing دَعانيhas called me
وَدَعاني فَإِنّ وَجدي دَعاني
لِأعانيso I may endure بِهِthrough it عَذابthe torment of الهونِhumiliation
لِأعاني بِهِ عَذاب الهونِ
And leave me, for my longing has called me
Leave me alone, for my fervor calls me,
to endure through it the torment of humiliation.
To bear with it the torment of love’s ache,
وَسَلاand ask, you two ظبيةthe gazelle of الحِمىthe sanctuary عَنabout فُؤاديmy heart
وَسَلا ظبية الحِمى عَن فُؤادي
هَلwhether سَلاit forgot love فَاِستحقّand thus deserved قَطعsevering الوَتينِthe aorta
هَل سَلا فَاِستحقّ قَطع الوَتينِ
And ask the sanctuary's gazelle about my heart:
Did the doe of ardour ask after my heart?
has it forgotten love, and thus deserved its life-vein severed?
Has she ever asked, to deserve the severing of the ties?
لاno وَمَنby the One who مَوَّهadorned الجُفونthe eyelids بِسحرٍwith magic
لا وَمَن مَوَّه الجُفون بِسحرٍ
باتَbecame هاروتHarut مِنهُfrom it كَالمَفتونِlike one bewitched
باتَ هاروت مِنهُ كَالمَفتونِ
No! By the One who adorned the eyelids with magic
No! And he who has seduced the eyelids with magic,
by which Harut became like one bewitched.
Harut slept from it as if spellbound,
ماnot سَلوتI forgot الهَوىlove وَعَهدand the days of الغَوانيbeautiful women
ما سَلوت الهَوى وَعَهد الغَواني
أَغِناis the song of الوُرقِthe gray doves عَنهُماin place of those two يغنينيsufficient for me
أَغِنا الوُرقِ عَنهُما يغنيني
I have not forgotten love or the days with beautiful women;
Neither have I asked about passion or the promise of the beautiful maidens,
can the gray doves' song replace them for me?
Would that the foliage make me needless of them both!
ماnot شَجانيmoved me to grief شَجوَthe lament of الحَمائمthe doves إِلّاexcept
ما شَجاني شَجوَ الحَمائم إِلّا
لِشُؤونfor cares بِهاthrough which تَسيلflow شُؤونيmy tear ducts
لِشُؤون بِها تَسيل شُؤوني
The doves' lament has moved me only
I was not saddened but by the cooing of the doves,
for cares that set my tear ducts flowing.
For it stirred my passions, so my passions poured forth,
أَناI وَالوُرقُand the gray doves فيin الحَدائقthe gardens سيّاequal (continued)
أَنا وَالوُرقُ في الحَدائق سيّا
نcompletion of 'equal' غَراماًin passion حَنينهاtheir yearning وَحَنينيand my yearning
ن غَراماً حَنينها وَحَنيني
The gray doves and I, in the gardens, are equals
I and the foliage in the gardens strolling,
in passion—their yearning and mine.
From infatuation - their yearning and my yearning,
حَبَّذاhow lovely صَبوَتيmy passion وَعَهدand the days of التَصابيyouthful dalliance
حَبَّذا صَبوَتي وَعَهد التَصابي
جادَهُmay it drench it صَيّبa downpour of العهادrecurrent rains الهتونِsteadily pouring
جادَهُ صَيّب العهاد الهتونِ
How lovely my passion and the days of youthful dalliance!
Excellent were my youthfulness and the days of comradeship,
May the steady downpour of recurring rains drench it,
He brought them, the warbler of promised fidelity,
وَسَقىand water بِالحِمىin the sanctuary مَلاعبَthe playgrounds of غيدٍlithe maidens
وَسَقى بِالحِمى مَلاعبَ غيدٍ
غانياتbeautiful women كَاللؤلؤlike pearls المَكنونِhidden
غانيات كَاللؤلؤ المَكنونِ
and water the sanctuary's playgrounds of lithe maidens,
And quenched with fever the frolics of the gazelle,
beauties like hidden pearls.
The singing slave-girls like hidden pearls,
مربعa springtime abode كانَwas ليfor me كَجَنّةlike a garden عَدنٍEden
مربع كانَ لي كَجَنّة عَدنٍ
وَأَناand I مِنهُwithin it بَينَamong حورٍdark-eyed maidens وَعينِand wide-eyed maidens
وَأَنا مِنهُ بَينَ حورٍ وَعينِ
A springtime abode that was to me like Eden's garden,
A quadrangular garden I had, like Eden,
and I within it, among dark-eyed and wide-eyed maidens.
And I was in it, amongst houris and eyes,
بَينَbetween خودٍa tender maiden لَهاfor her الهِلالُthe crescent moon قَرينa peer
بَينَ خودٍ لَها الهِلالُ قَرين
لاحَshone مِنfrom فَوقabove حاجبa brow مَقرونِjoined
لاحَ مِن فَوق حاجب مَقرونِ
Between a maiden whose peer is the crescent,
Amongst cheeks, with them the new moon a companion,
shining above a joined brow,
That peeks out from above an eyebrow knit together,
وَفَتاةٍand a girl تَهزّsways قَدَّthe stature of قَناةٍa spear shaft
وَفَتاةٍ تَهزّ قَدَّ قَناةٍ
كَمhow many لَدىupon هَتكunveiling فَتكهِits deadly force مِنof طَعينِone pierced
كَم لَدى هَتك فَتكهِ مِن طَعينِ
and a girl who sways a spear-shaft figure:
And a girl sways a slender, delicate form,
how many are pierced when its deadly power is unveiled!
So many slain by her deadly onslaughts!
حَرَكاتmovements; vowel marks بنتbuilt عَلىupon الكَسرbreaking; the i-vowel قَلبيmy heart
حَرَكات بنت عَلى الكَسر قَلبي
فَغَداso it became ناصِباًweary; accusative-marking بِغَيرwithout سُكونِrest; vowellessness
فَغَدا ناصِباً بِغَير سُكونِ
Movements built my heart upon brokenness,
Movements of hers that broke my heart upon rejection
so it grew weary, finding no repose.
So it became hostile without any tranquility
وَظِباand the gazelles of التركthe Turks ماnot تَرَكنَthey abandoned قِتاليfighting me
وَظِبا الترك ما تَرَكنَ قِتالي
بِظُبىwith the sword-edges of الهِندIndia مِنfrom نِصالthe arrowheads of العُيونِthe eyes
بِظُبى الهِند مِن نِصال العُيونِ
And the Turkish gazelles have not ceased fighting me,
And the Turkish swords, all the battling they spared me,
with India's sword-edges—the arrowheads of their eyes.
With the Indian gazelles’ glances and arrows from their eyes,
أَتُرىdo you think لَوif جَنحتI inclined لِلسلمtoward peace يَوماًone day
أَتُرى لَو جَنحت لِلسلم يَوماً
هَلwhether يَقينيprotect me مِنهنَّfrom them حسنthe soundness of يَقينيmy conviction
هَل يَقيني مِنهنَّ حسن يَقيني
I wonder—if I inclined toward peace one day,
Would I find, if I incline toward peace one day,
would my sound conviction protect me from them?
Would their beauty grant me confidence, confidence in myself?
وَبِروحيand by my soul ماwhatever أنسI forget لاnot أنسI forget غُصناًa branch
وَبِروحي ما أنس لا أنس غُصناً
بِالتَثَنّيby swaying مَعwith الهَوىlove يثنينيbends me
بِالتَثَنّي مَع الهَوى يثنيني
And by my soul, whatever I forget, I will not forget a branch
By my soul! I cannot forget any branch,
whose swaying, together with love, bends me.
That bends toward passion, bending me with it,
وَغَزالاًand a gazelle مَتىwhenever تَصدّىcomes forward لِصَدِّيto repel me
وَغَزالاً مَتى تَصدّى لِصَدِّي
أَوor غَزانيattacks me جَفاforsakes الرقادُsleep جُفونيmy eyelids
أَو غَزاني جَفا الرقادُ جُفوني
And a gazelle—whenever he sets himself to spurn me
Or a gazelle, if she turns to face my opposition,
or attacks me, sleep forsakes my eyelids.
Or if languor of sleep overcame my eyelids,
ياO مَليكking of الجمالbeauty رِفقاًgently بِعَبدٍwith a slave
يا مَليك الجمال رِفقاً بِعَبدٍ
طالَماfor so long هامَwas love-struck فيكَwith you كَالمَجنونِlike a madman
طالَما هامَ فيكَ كَالمَجنونِ
O king of beauty, be gentle with a slave
O fairest of beauty, be gentle with a slave
who has long been lost in love with you, like a madman.
Who has yearned for you like a madman,
وَعَنand from البَحرthe sea دَمعُهُhis tears باتَhave come to يرويrecount
وَعَن البَحر دَمعُهُ باتَ يروي
ماwhat رَوىrecounted البَحرthe sea عَنabout أَياديthe benefactions of الأَمينِal-Amin
ما رَوى البَحر عَن أَيادي الأَمينِ
And his tears recount, on the sea's authority,
And his tears flowed about the sea
what the sea has told of al-Amin's benefactions.
That the sea never gave to the hands of the faithful,
الأَميرthe prince الَّذيwho سَجاياهhis virtues تنسيmake one forget
الأَمير الَّذي سَجاياه تنسي
ذكرthe mention of فَضلthe excellence of الرَشيدal-Rashid وَالمَأمونِand al-Ma'mun
ذكر فَضل الرَشيد وَالمَأمونِ
The prince whose virtues make one forget
The prince whose commendable qualities bring to mind
the mention of al-Rashid's and al-Ma'mun's excellence.
The excellence of Al-Rashid and Al-Ma’mun,
مَنhe who تَسامَتrose high بِعزِّهِthrough his might آلthe house of رَسلاRasla- (Raslan)
مَن تَسامَت بِعزِّهِ آل رَسلا
ن-n (completes Raslan) عَلىabove الفرقدينthe twin Farqadan stars بِالتَمكينِin established power
ن عَلى الفرقدين بِالتَمكينِ
He through whose might the house of Raslan rose
The one with whom the family of Ruslan rose up high
above the twin Farqadan stars, firm in power.
With power over the two brilliants (the sun and moon),
أَريحيٌّgenerous لَوif حاتمٌHatim ضَنَّbegrudged بِالتُرwith dust (continued)
أَريحيٌّ لَو حاتمٌ ضَنَّ بِالتُر
بcompletion of 'dust' لَأَمسىhe would become بِالتبرwith gold dust غَيرnot ضَنينِstingy
ب لَأَمسى بِالتبر غَير ضَنينِ
A generous soul: if Hatim were to begrudge dust,
One of Bani Urayhah, if Hatim spurned generosity,
he would be unstinting with gold dust.
He would have ended up, due to his spurning, ungenerous
ذوpossessor of هِباتgifts أَقلُّهاthe least of them فَوقَabove ماwhat فيin
ذو هِبات أَقلُّها فَوقَ ما في
كُلّevery كنزtreasure يُعزىis attributed إِلىto قارونِQarun
كُلّ كنز يُعزى إِلى قارونِ
A giver whose smallest gift exceeds what is in
The one whose donations - even the least of them - surpass
every treasure attributed to Qarun.
Everything attributed to Qarun and his treasures
مغنطيسُa magnet for القُلوبhearts تَجذبهاdraws them جدbounty (continued)
مغنطيسُ القُلوب تَجذبها جد
واهُcompletion of 'his bounty' جَذبthe drawing of الظاميthe thirsty one لِماءٍto water مَعينِflowing
واهُ جَذب الظامي لِماءٍ مَعينِ
A magnet for hearts: his bounty draws them
He attracts hearts like a magnet, pulls them
as a thirsty man is drawn to flowing water.
With the attraction of water for the thirsty,
طالماoften جلتُI roamed فيin البِلادthe lands فَأنّىso wherever
طالما جلتُ في البِلاد فَأنّى
مِنfrom رِكابيmy riding mounts حَلّتcame to rest رِحالthe saddles of ظَعينِa traveler
مِن رِكابي حَلّت رِحال ظَعينِ
Long have I roamed the lands; wherever
How often have I wandered the lands so that, from my travels,
a traveler's saddles have been unloaded from my mounts,
My feet detached from the saddle of the weary camel,
أَجِدِI find الناسَthe people بِالدُعاءwith prayers لَهُfor him فيin
أَجِدِ الناسَ بِالدُعاء لَهُ في
مَأمنa safe haven وَالزَمانand time فيin تَأمينِsaying 'Amen'
مَأمن وَالزَمان في تَأمينِ
I find the people praying for him in
I find the people praying for him, securely
a safe haven, and Time saying 'Amen.'
And time in safekeeping,
وَإِذاand when سَرَتI travel فَالثَناءthen praise أَماميbefore me
وَإِذا سَرَت فَالثَناء أَمامي
وَوَرائيand behind me وَيسرَتيand to my left وَيَمينيand to my right
وَوَرائي وَيسرَتي وَيَميني
And whenever I journey, praise lies before me,
And if I depart, praise is before me
and behind me, to my left, and to my right.
And behind me, on my right side and my left,
آصفيٌّAsaf-like إِذاwhen اِدَلهمَّgrew dark بِناaround us الخَطthe calamity (continued)
آصفيٌّ إِذا اِدَلهمَّ بِنا الخَط
بُcompletion of 'calamity' دَعَوناهwe invoke him بِالقَويِّas the strong one المَتينِthe steadfast
بُ دَعَوناه بِالقَويِّ المَتينِ
Asaf-like, when calamity darkens around us,
The family of Asafi - if hardship befalls us -
we call upon him as the Strong, the Steadfast.
They call us with the title ‘the Firm and Strong’,
فارسa horseman of الخَيلthe horses لاdo not تَخالsuppose لَهُfor him فيin
فارس الخَيل لا تَخال لَهُ في
مَجدِهِhis glory غَيرother than سَعدِهِhis good fortune مِنany قَرينِpeer
مَجدِهِ غَير سَعدِهِ مِن قَرينِ
A horseman: do not imagine he has, in
The horseman of horses, for his glory none can compare but
his glory, any peer but his good fortune.
For his good fortune - his companion,
بَطَلa hero لَوif سَطاattacked لَماwould not خلتyou think إِلّاexcept
بَطَل لَو سَطا لَما خلت إِلّا
أَنَّهُthat he اِغتالَslew unawares كُلّevery لَيثِlion of عَرينِa lair
أَنَّهُ اِغتالَ كُلّ لَيثِ عَرينِ
A hero—if he struck, you could only imagine
A hero - had he brandished his sword - none would remain
that he had ambushed and slain every lion in its den.
Except that he slew each lion in its lair,
كَمhow many لَهُhe has فيamong الكماةarmored warriors مِنof طَعنَةٍa thrust فيinto
كَم لَهُ في الكماة مِن طَعنَةٍ في
مُقلَةٍan eye تَحتَbeneath وَسمةٍa mark فيon جَبينِa forehead
مُقلَةٍ تَحتَ وَسمةٍ في جَبينِ
How many thrusts has he dealt armored warriors,
How many stabs with a spear tipped with death, from him,
into an eye beneath a mark upon a forehead!
Under the birthmark on a forehead!
وَلَهُand he has رَهبَةٌa dread تَكادalmost لعمريby my life
وَلَهُ رَهبَةٌ تَكاد لعمري
فيwithin الحَشاthe womb تستفزُّshakes قَلبَthe heart of الجَنينِthe fetus
في الحَشا تستفزُّ قَلبَ الجَنينِ
And he inspires a dread that, by my life, almost
He has an awesomeness that almost
shakes the unborn child's heart within the womb.
Can stir the heart of the embryo in the womb,
كَوكَبthe star of المَوكبthe cavalcade الَّذيwho قامَrose يهديguides
كَوكَب المَوكب الَّذي قامَ يهدي
كُلَّevery سارٍnight traveler بِنورِهِby his light المُستَبينِclearly shining
كُلَّ سارٍ بِنورِهِ المُستَبينِ
The cavalcade's star, who rose to guide
He is the star in the procession that rises to guide
every night traveler by his clearly shining light.
Every one who travels by the light of his shining lamp,
تَستَميلcaptivate النُهىthe minds عُقودُthe necklaces of أَماليdictated sayings
تَستَميل النُهى عُقودُ أَمالي
هhis بِباهيwith splendid التَرصيعinlay وَالتَرصينِand firm construction
ه بِباهي التَرصيع وَالتَرصينِ
The necklaces of his dictated sayings captivate minds
My hopes’ necklaces draw favor through
with splendid inlay and firm construction.
The beauty of its studding and composition,
فَتَرىso you see الدرّthe pearls يزدريshows contempt بِالدَراريfor the brilliant stars
فَتَرى الدرّ يزدري بِالدَراري
زينةan adornment تَزدَهيshines proudly بِلاwithout تَزيينِembellishment
زينة تَزدَهي بِلا تَزيينِ
So you see pearls disdain the brilliant stars,
So you see the jewels disdain the river pebbles -
an adornment that shines without embellishment.
Adornment made more beautiful without adornment,
حِكَمٌwise sayings تَنجَليshine forth بِآياتwith signs of فَضلٍexcellence
حِكَمٌ تَنجَلي بِآيات فَضلٍ
تَتَسامىrise high بِحُكمthrough the judgment of حَقٍّtruth مُبينِclear
تَتَسامى بِحُكم حَقٍّ مُبينِ
Wise sayings shining with signs of excellence,
Wisdom gleaming with signs of grace
rising high through the judgment of manifest truth.
Rising with the wisdom of clear divine decree,
قُدرةpower مَعwith تَعفّفٍself-restraint وَسَخاءٌand generosity
قُدرة مَع تَعفّفٍ وَسَخاءٌ
مَعَwith حلمٍforbearance وَشدَّةٌand firmness مَعwith لينِgentleness
مَعَ حلمٍ وَشدَّةٌ مَع لينِ
Power with self-restraint, and generosity
Power along with dignity, generosity along with
with forbearance, and firmness with gentleness.
Clemency, and firmness along with softness,
هَكَذاthus ميسمthe hallmark of الكِرامthe noble وَإِلّاand otherwise
هَكَذا ميسم الكِرام وَإِلّا
فَالمَعاليthen lofty virtues بِغَيرwithout حرزa refuge مَكينِsecure
فَالمَعالي بِغَير حرز مَكينِ
Such is the hallmark of the noble; otherwise,
Thus is the springtime of the generous, but otherwise
lofty virtues have no secure refuge.
Glory without firm control is unattainable,
وَإِذاand if لَمnot تصنare guarded بِأَيديby the hands of كَريمa noble man
وَإِذا لَم تصن بِأَيدي كَريم
فَهيَthen they لَيسَتare not بِذاتendowed with عرضٍhonor مَصونِprotected
فَهيَ لَيسَت بِذات عرضٍ مَصونِ
And if they are not guarded by a noble man's hands,
For if a man of prestige does not protect them,
then they possess no inviolable honor.
They are no longer of guarded honor,
هاكَهاtake her ياO أَجلَّnoblest مَنof those who وَلّيwas entrusted with الحُكrule (continued)
هاكَها يا أَجلَّ مَن وَلّي الحُك
مَcompletion of 'rule' بِلُبنانَin Lebanon مِنamong رَفيعthe high-ranking وَدونِand the lowly
مَ بِلُبنانَ مِن رَفيع وَدونِ
Take her, O noblest of those entrusted with rule
There! A gift to you - the most majestic of those appointed to power
in Lebanon, among those of high estate and low.
Over Lebanon, both the eminent and commons,
غادَةa maiden مِنfrom كُنوزthe treasures of شُكريَmy gratitude for نعماfavors (continued)
غادَة مِن كُنوز شُكريَ نعما
كyour تَحلّتadorned herself بِعقدwith a necklace of دُرٍّpearls ثَمينِprecious
ك تَحلّت بِعقد دُرٍّ ثَمينِ
A maiden from the treasures of my gratitude for your favors,
An offering from the treasures of my gratitude, adorned
adorned with a necklace of precious pearls.
With a string of precious pearls,
وَأَتَتand she came بِالعيدon the feast السَعيدhappy تهنّيoffering congratulations
وَأَتَت بِالعيد السَعيد تهنّي
حينَwhen حَيّاgreeted بِالطالعwith the rising star المَيمونِauspicious
حينَ حَيّا بِالطالع المَيمونِ
And she came on the happy feast to offer congratulations,
And it came at the joyous feast to give congratulations
when it brought greetings under an auspicious star.
When the fortune-favored crescent brought good tidings,
عيدa feast فطرbreaking the fast لَهُit has مَواهبgifts of أَجرreward
عيد فطر لَهُ مَواهب أَجر
وَلَكَand for you اللَهGod فيهِin it خَيرthe best ضَمينِguarantor
وَلَكَ اللَه فيهِ خَير ضَمينِ
Eid al-Fitr, with its gifts of reward,
The feast of Ramadan whose rewards are great
and in it God is your best guarantor.
And may Allah grant you its hidden good on it,
كُلّevery عيدٍfeast بِالناسamong people يشريbuys تَهانيcongratulations (continued)
كُلّ عيدٍ بِالناس يشري تَهاني
كَyour هَناءًhappiness فَلَيسَso it is not بِالمَغبونِat a loss
كَ هَناءً فَلَيسَ بِالمَغبونِ
Every feast among men buys your congratulations
Every feast reminds people to exchange greetings
as happiness, and is not cheated in the bargain.
As joy - so it is not shortchanged,
كَمhow many بِمَعناكwith your essence هامَwas enamored شَهرa month of صِيامfasting
كَم بِمَعناك هامَ شَهر صِيام
ذوpossessed of غَرامpassion أَودىbrought ruin بِهِupon it للأَنينِto groaning
ذو غَرام أَودى بِهِ للأَنينِ
How many a fasting month has been enthralled by your essence,
How many times in your presence did the fasting month pine,
with a passion that has driven it to groans.
One who loves you or is tormented unto moaning,
وَلعمريand by my life لَأَنتَyou indeed منthe one who لَوif رَأىsaw البدthe full moon (continued)
وَلعمري لَأَنتَ من لَو رَأى البد
رُcompletion of 'full moon' سناهhis radiance لَعادَit would become كَالعرجونِlike a date-cluster stalk
رُ سناه لَعادَ كَالعرجونِ
And by my life, you are such that, if the full moon saw
By my life, you must be one whom if the full moon saw
your radiance, it would turn like a curved date-cluster stalk.
It would go back curved like the crescent,
فَاِهنَso rejoice واِنعمand enjoy bliss وَسُدand rule وجُدand give generously واِرقَand rise وَاِغنَمand gain
فَاِهنَ واِنعم وَسُد وجُد واِرقَ وَاِغنَم
وَاِبقَand remain وَاِسلمand be safe وَدُمand endure وَصُمand fast كُلّevery حينِtime
وَاِبقَ وَاِسلم وَدُم وَصُم كُلّ حينِ
So rejoice, enjoy bliss, rule, give, rise, and reap gain;
So delight and enjoy, treat well and be treated well, hope and gain,
live on, be safe, endure, and fast at every season.
Live long and prosper, be calm and fast - at all times,
طِبتَyou are sweet ذِكراًin mention يُعطِّرperfumes الفَمthe mouth شُكراًwith thanks
طِبتَ ذِكراً يُعطِّر الفَم شُكراً
فَاِلقso meet دَهراًa lifetime هَناهits joy غَيرnot مُهينِabasing
فَاِلق دَهراً هَناه غَير مُهينِ
Sweet is the mention of you, perfuming the mouth with thanks;
You are of excellent repute - your name scents the mouth with gratitude -
so meet a lifetime whose joy does not abase you.
So face time that has let you down with no disgrace,
لاmay it not اِنبَرىwear away لِلوَرىfor mankind يرىsees كُلَّevery يَومday
لا اِنبَرى لِلوَرى يرى كُلَّ يَوم
بِكَin you عيدa feast عَلىthrough مَمَرّthe passing of السِنينِthe years
بِكَ عيد عَلى مَمَرّ السِنينِ
May it never wear away for mankind, who see each day
Rise above the creation - let it see you every day
a feast in you as the years pass,
With a feast marking the passing of years,
ماso long as صباgrew love-struck الرَوضthe garden نَشرهُits fragrance فاحwafted لَمّاwhen
ما صبا الرَوض نَشرهُ فاح لَمّا
بِيَديهِwith its two hands اِستَمالinclined عَطفthe bend of الغُصونِthe branches
بِيَديهِ اِستَمال عَطف الغُصونِ
so long as the garden pines, its fragrance wafting when
Neither has the garden poured its blossoms and fragrance
with both hands it draws the branches to bend,
When he charmed the branches’ affection with his hands,
أَوor تَثنّتswayed أَفنانthe boughs of دَوحa great tree وَريقٍleafy
أَو تَثنّت أَفنان دَوح وَريقٍ
فَتَغَنَّتand then sang ورقاءُa gray dove ذاتُpossessing فُنونِvaried melodies
فَتَغَنَّت ورقاءُ ذاتُ فُنونِ
or the boughs of a leafy tree sway,
Nor have the stems of the lote tree and willow’s frond bent over,
and a gray dove sings in varied strains,
So the foliage sang, endowed with arts,
أَوor شَداsang منone who رَوىrecounted حَديثthe tale of التَصابيyouthful dalliance
أَو شَدا من رَوى حَديث التَصابي
خَلّيانيleave me, you two وَصَبوَتيand my passion وَشُجونيand my sorrows
خَلّياني وَصَبوَتي وَشُجوني
or one who recounts the tale of youthful dalliance sings:
Nor has one who recalled the tale of youth and passion sung,
Leave me with my passion and my sorrows.
Let me be, my youthfulness, and my passions.
Sol 6.1