خَليليَّ في قلبي من الوَجْد جَذْوَةٌ
تأجَّجُ في شَوقٍ شديدٍ إليكما
My two friends, within my heart a live coal of passion burns,
My friends, in my heart there is an ember of passion
Blazing with an intense longing for you both.
That burns with intense longing for you both
يعاني فؤادي ما يعاني من الجوى
وما هو إلاَّ منكما وعليكما
My heart endures all that it endures of love’s torment,
My heart suffers what it suffers from fervor
And it is only from you both, and for your sake.
And it is only because of you two and for you both
وقد كادَ هذا القلب يضرم ناره
ويوشك قَلْبُ الصّبّ أنْ يتضرَّما
This heart has nearly set its own fire raging,
This heart has almost ignited its fire
And the lover’s heart is on the verge of bursting into flame.
And the heart of the youth is about to blaze
ولي أعينٌ غرقى ولكنْ بمائها
تساقط منها الدَّمع فذًّا وتوأما
I have eyes drowned—but in their own waters;
I have eyes flooded, but with their water
From them tears fall, singly and in pairs.
Tears pour abundantly and in pairs
وأعذِرُ أجفاني على فيض أدمعي
ولو أنَّها فاضَتْ لفقدكما دما
I forgive my eyelids for the flood of my tears,
And I excuse my eyelids for my overflowing tears
Even had they shed blood for losing you both.
Even if they had spilled, it would be blood for missing you both
وأدعو لها بالغمض وهو بمعزل
لعلَّ خيالاً يطرق العين منكما
I summon sleep to them, but sleep keeps far away,
I plead for them to close, though in isolation
In hope that some vision of you both may visit my eyes.
Perhaps an image of you will visit the eyes
تناءَيتُما عن وامقٍ فيكما شجٍ
فأَنْجَدْتُما يا صاحبيَّ وأَتْهَما
You two have drawn far from a lover, heartsick for you,
You both avoided a painful separation
Journeying into Najd, my two companions, and down to Tihama.
So you triumphed, my friends, and prevailed
فهل تريا بيناً رُمينا بسهمه
درى أيّ قلب قد رماه وما رمى
Do you see the separation whose arrow struck us?
Do you see someone struck by its arrow?
Did it know what heart it pierced—and what a shot it made?
Who knows which heart it hit and what it aimed?
وها أنا حتَّى تنقضي مدَّة النَّوى
أُعَلِّلُ قلبي في عسى ولربَّما
And here I am, until the term of our parting ends,
And here I am, until the period of pining is over
Sustaining my heart on “perhaps” and “it may yet be.”
Justifying my heart with a perhaps and maybe
لذكركما أُصغي إذا ما ذُكِرْتُما
وأَذكرُ عَهداً منكما قد تقدَّما
I listen keenly for mention of you whenever your names are spoken,
To your mention I listen when you are spoken of
And remember a time with you both that has passed,
And I recall a past time with you both
وعيشاً قَضَيْناه نعيماً بقربكم
ولله عيشٌ ما ألَذّ وأنعما
And a life we spent in bliss beside you.
And a life we spent in bliss being near you
By God, what a life—how sweet, how full of joy!
By God, no life is sweeter and more pleasant
وما اجتاز بي ركبٌ يجد بسيره
من الرُّوم إلاَّ أَسأَلُ الرّكب عنكما
No caravan from Byzantium passes me, pressing onward,
No caravan passed me on its journey
But that I ask the travelers for news of you both.
From Rome except I asked the caravan about you both
وإنْ نُشِرَتْ صُحفُ الغرام لديكما
ففي طيِّها منِّي السَّلام عليكما
And if the pages of love are unfolded before you,
And if the scrolls of passion are unfurled before you
Folded within them is my greeting of peace to you both.
In their folds, my greetings to you both
Sol 5.6