باللّهِ يا ريحَ الشّمالِ تحمّلي
منّي التحية نحوَ ذاكَ المنزلِ
By God, O north wind, bear
my greeting toward that dwelling.
خُفِّي على حملِ السّلامِ وخَفِّفي
عن قلب صبٍ بالصّبابةِ مثقلِ
Fly lightly as you carry the greeting, and lighten
the heart of a lover burdened with longing.
قولي لمن شغلَ الفؤاد بحبِّه
ويحاكَ إنَّ فؤادَهُ منه خلي
Tell the one whose love has occupied my heart:
“Alas for you—his own heart is empty of such love.
حلَّتْ عقودُ موعهِ وعقودُهُ
وعهودُهُ معقودةٌ لم تحللِ
The bonds of his promised tryst and pledges have come undone,
though his covenants were tied fast, never to be undone.”
سقياً لأَحبابٍ تبدَّلَ وُدُّهم
بعدي ولم أَنقضْ ولم أَتبدَّلِ
May rain bless beloved friends whose affection changed
in my absence, though I neither broke faith nor changed—
الظّاعنينَ وودُّهم مستوطنٌ
والرَّاحلينَ وذكرُهم لم يرحلِ
those who journeyed away while love for them stays lodged within me,
those who departed while remembrance of them never left.
لي بعدهم حالُ المعنَّى المُبتلى
حُزناً وعينُ السَّاهرِ المتململِ
Since they left, mine is the plight of one love-tormented, afflicted
by grief, and the eye of one sleepless, tossing restlessly.
يا راكباً يطوي الفلا مستعجلاً
هَيّجتَ أَحزاني فلا تستعجلِ
O rider hastily traversing the trackless waste,
you have stirred my sorrows—do not hurry on.
أَقفلت بابَ مسرَّتي وفتحتَ من
دمعي وحُزني كلَّ بابٍ مقفلِ
You locked the door of my joy and opened, with
my tears and grief, every door that had been locked.
عَرجْ وعُجْ نحوَ الحمى سُقي الحمى
أَعدلْ فليس عن الحمى مِن معدلِ
Turn aside and cry aloud toward the beloveds’ encampment—may rain bless that encampment.
Turn toward it—for from the beloveds’ encampment there is no turning away.
Sol 5.6