ياO مُفرداًunrivaled one بَينَamong أَربابmen of المُروءةchivalry فيin
يا مُفرداً بَينَ أَرباب المُروءة في
بَذلexerting المَساعيefforts وَتَبليغand helping attain الصَديقthe friend مُنىwishes
بَذل المَساعي وَتَبليغ الصَديق مُنى
O you, unrivaled among men of chivalry in
O you who stand alone among the noble in
exerting efforts and helping a friend attain his wishes.
Generosity and conveying joy to a friend,
أَشكوI complain إِلَيكto you هَوىlove ظَبيa gazelle لَهُhe has دَعجٌdeep blackness
أَشكو إِلَيك هَوى ظَبي لَهُ دَعجٌ
فيin المُقلَتينthe two eyes وَفيand in الوَجهthe face البَديعwondrous سَناradiance
في المُقلَتين وَفي الوَجه البَديع سَنا
I complain to you of love for a gazelle with deep blackness
I complain to you of the love of a gazelle whose
in his eyes, and radiance in his wondrous face.
Eyes in her face are seducing and beautiful,
مُهفهفslender القَدِّthe figure أَحوىdark-lipped قَدindeed حَوىhe possesses أَدَباًrefinement
مُهفهف القَدِّ أَحوى قَد حَوى أَدَباً
وَكُلّand every وَصفquality حَواهhe possesses it فيamong الوَرىhumankind حَسناbeautiful
وَكُلّ وَصف حَواه في الوَرى حَسنا
Slender of figure, dark-lipped, he possesses refinement,
Curly-haired, she has mastered decorum
and every quality he possesses is beautiful among humankind.
And every quality the best in all creation.
مِنof قَومthe people of عيسىJesus إِذاwhen مَسَّتtouch أَنامِلُهُhis fingertips
مِن قَوم عيسى إِذا مَسَّت أَنامِلُهُ
مَيتَone dead الهَوىlove قامَhe rises حَيّاًalive بَعدَماafter دُفِناhe was buried
مَيتَ الهَوى قامَ حَيّاً بَعدَما دُفِنا
Of Jesus's people—when his fingertips touch
Of the folk of Jesus, when her fingertips
one dead of love, he rises alive after being buried.
Touch, dead love comes alive after buried.
نَظَرتُI looked يَوماًone day لَهُat him حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen نَظَرَتlooked
نَظَرتُ يَوماً لَهُ حَتّى إِذا نَظَرَت
عَيناهُhis two eyes ليat me أَلقَتاthey both cast فيinto مُهجَتيmy heart شَجناsorrow
عَيناهُ لي أَلقَتا في مُهجَتي شَجنا
I looked at him one day, until
One day I looked at her until when she looked
his eyes looked at me and cast sorrow into my heart.
Her eyes cast agony into my soul,
فَهَلso, will you? فَدَيتكmay I be your ransom ياO غَوثrescuer of الصَريخone crying for help إِذاwhen
فَهَل فَدَيتك يا غَوث الصَريخ إِذا
دعاhe calls تُقلّدُyou adorn جيديmy neck بِاللُقاthrough a meeting منناfavors
دعا تُقلّدُ جيدي بِاللُقا مننا
So will you—may I be your ransom—O rescuer of one crying for help when
So my ransom, o succor of one who cries out,
he calls, adorn my neck with favors through a meeting?
Will you adorn my neck with favors if
إِنif يَنجَحsucceeds القَصدthe aim لِلهَيجاءto battle كُنتI shall be أَخاًa brother
إِن يَنجَح القَصد لِلهَيجاء كُنت أَخاً
أَوor لاnot فَإِنَّthen indeed أَخاa brother to الصَبرpatience الجَميلِbeautiful أَناI am
أَو لا فَإِنَّ أَخا الصَبر الجَميلِ أَنا
If the aim succeeds, I shall be a brother to battle;
My purpose succeeds for the passionate one, be a brother,
or, if not, then I am a brother to beautiful patience.
Or not, for I am brother to patience, the beautiful.
Sol 6.1