ألاَ حَبَّذَا البَيْتُ الذي أنْتَ هَاجِرُهْ
وَأنْتَ بِتَلْماحٍ منَ الطَّرْفِ نَاظِرُهُ
Oh how blessed is the house you emigrate to
While you glance at it with your eyes
لأنَّكَ مِنْ بَيْتٍ لِعَيْنيَّ مُعْجِبٍ
وأَمْلحُ في عَيْني منَ البَيْتِ عَامِرُهْ
For it is a house my eyes find pleasing
And the resident of the house is more beautiful in my eyes
أَصُدُّ حَياءً أنء يَلَجَّ بيَ الهَوَى
وفِيكَ المُنَى لَوْلاَ عَدوٌّ أُحَاذِرُهْ
I am too shy for passion to find its way to me
Though you are my wish if not for a foe I fear
وَفِيكَ حَبيبُ النَّفْسِ لَوْ تَسْتَطيعُهُ
لَمَاتَ الهَوى وَالشَّوْقُ حِينَ تُجاوِرُهْ
In you is the beloved of my soul if I could attain you
Passion and longing would die when we are neighbors
وَكانَ حَبيبُ النَّفْسِ للقَلْبِ وَاتراً
وكيْف يُحِبُّ القَلْبُ مَنْ هُوَ وَاتِرُهْ
Yet the beloved of my soul was unfaithful to my heart
How could my heart love one who betrays it?
فإنْ يكُنِ الأَعْداءُ أَحْمَوْا كَلامَهُ
عَلَيْنَا فَلَنْ تَحْمَى عَلَيْنَا مَنَاظِرُهْ
If enemies discredit his words about us
Their looks will not discredit us
كأنَّ سُلَيْمَى حِينَ قَامَتْ فأَشْرَفَتْ
بِوجْمةٍ أَسِيلٍ زَيَّنَتْهُ غدَائِرُهْ
It is as if Suleima arose and peered out
Adorned with supple, streaming braids
غَزَالٌ سِوى الأرْدافِ والفَرْعِ والشَّوَى
وَلكِنْ لِسلْمَى طَرْفهُ وَمَحاجِرُهْ
A gazelle save for hips, branches, and bend
But Suleima has his eyes and eyebrows
وثَغْرٍ إذا المِسْوَاكُ مَسَّ غُرُوبَهُ
تَعَسَّلَ واحْلَوْلَى فَطَابَتْ مَكَاسِرُهْ
And a mouth, if kissed, sweetens
And turns delicate its edges
أُحِبُّكِ يَا سَلمَى عَلَى غَيْرِ رِيبَةٍ
ولا بَأسَ في حُبٍّ تَعِفُّ سَرائِرُهْ
I love you, O Suleima, without doubt
And there is no harm in a love whose mysteries are chaste
وَيَا عَاذِلي لَوْلاَ نَفَاسَةُ حُبِّها
عَلَيْكَ لَمَا بَالَيْتَ أنَّكَ خَابِرُهْ
And oh you who blame me, were it not for her refined love
You would not have busied yourself that you censure me
بِنَفْسيَ مَنْ لاَبُدَّ أَنِّيَ هَاجِرُهْ
وَمَنْ أَنَا في المَيْسُورِ والعُسْرِ ذَاكِرُهْ
By my soul, she I cannot but emigrate to
And she I remember in ease and hardship
وَمَنْ قَدْ لَحاهُ النَّاسُ حَتَّى اتَّقَاهُمُ
ببْغِضيَ إِلاَّ ما تُجِنُّ ضَمائِرُهْ
And she the people have wronged until they fear her
With my hatred but what her conscience conceals
وَمَنْ ضَنَّ بالتَسْلِيمِ يَوْمَ فِرَاقه
عَلَيَّ ودَمْعُ العَيْنِ تَجْري بَوادِرُهْ
And she who scarcely bid farewell when we parted
While my tears flowed freely
وَمَنْ بَانَ مِنَّا يَوْمَ بَانَ وَمَا دَرَى
أَكُنْتُ أَنَا المَوْتُورَ أَمْ أَنَا وَاتِرُهْ
And she who parted from me one day and knew not
Whether I was the wounded or the wounder
وَحَالَ بَنُو العمَّاتِ والعَمُّ دُونَهُ
وَنَذْرُ عَدُوٍّ مَا تُغِبُّ نَذَائِرُهْ
While her paternal and maternal cousins and uncle draw near her
And the vow of an enemy does not conceal its traces
أَتَهجُرُ بَيْتاً بالحجازِ تَكَنَّفَتْ
جَوَانِبَهُ الأعْداءُ أَمْ أَنْتَ زَائِرهْ
Do I forsake a house in the Hijaz encircled
By enemies or will you visit it?
فإنْ آتِهِ لَم أَنْجُ إِلاّ بِظنَّةٍ
وَإِنْ يَأتِهِ غَيْري تُنَطْ بي جَرَائِرُهْ
If I go and do not escape safely it will be by suspicion
And if another goes its shame will cling to me
كَلاَمُكِ يَا سَلْمَى وإنْ قَلَّ نَافِعي
ولا تَحْسَبي أنِّي وَإنْ قَلَّ حَاقرُه
Your words, O Suleima, though few, benefit me
And do not assume if they are few I disdain them
أُحِبُّكِ حُبَّاً لَنْ أُعنِّفَ بَعْدَهُ
مُحِبَّاً وَلكِنِّي إذا لِيمَ عَاذِرُهْ
I love you with a love I will not rebuke afterward
As a lover, but if miserable I will censure it
وَقَدْ مَاتَ قَبْلِي أوَّلُ الحُبِّ فَانْقَضَى
وَلَو مِتُّ أضْحَى الحبُّ قَدْ مَاتَ آخِرُهْ
The first of loves died before me and so ended
Had I died, love would have died with its last
فَلَمَّا تَنَاهَى الحُبُّ في القَلْبِ وَارِداً
أَقامَ وَسُدَّتْ فيهِ عَنْهُ مَصَادِرُهْ
So when love flowed into my heart to its limits
It settled and its channels closed to it
وَقَدْ كانَ قَلبي في حِجَابٍ يُكِنُّهُ
بِحُبِّكَ مِنْ دُونِ الحِجابِ مُبَاشِرُهْ
My heart had been veiled from you though you dwell in it
Loving you beyond the veil directly
وأَيُّ طَبِيبٍ يُبْرِىءُ الدَّاءَ بَعْدَمَا
تَشَرَّبَهُ بَطْنُ الفُؤادِ وَظَاهِرُهْ
What physician can cure the disease after
The heart's interior and exterior have soaked it in?
ألاَ لاَ أُبالي أَيَّ حيٍّ تَحَمَّلوا
إذَا ثَمَدُ البَرْقَاءِ لَمْ يَجْلُ حَاضِرُهْ
Oh, I care not which lively tribe takes
The plateau if, when lightning flickers, its witness does not remain
وبالبَرْقِ أَطْلاَلٌ كأنَّ رُسُومَها
قَراطِيسُ خَطّ الحِبْرَ فيهن سَاطِرُهْ
At the plateau are ruins as if their features
Are scrolls on which its lines are inscribed
أَبَتْ سَرْحَةُ الأَثْمادِ إِلاَّ مَلاَحةً
وطِيباً إذا ما نَبْتُها اهْتَزَّ ناضِرُهْ
The meadows of Athmad refused but sweet blooms
And fragrance when their growth sways
وكُنْتُ إذا اسْتُودِعْتُ سِرّاً طَوَيْتُهُ
بِحْفِظٍ إذا مَا ضَيَّعَ السِّرَّ نَاشِرُهْ
When entrusted with a secret I would fold it away
With a care that if the secret were lost its spreader lacks
وإنِّي لأَرْعَى بالمَغِيبةِ صَاحبي
حَياءً كما أَرْعاهُ حِينَ أُحَاضِرُهْ
And I take care, when absent, of my companion
Out of propriety as I would if he were present