يا وامِضَ البَرقِ كم نبَّهتَ من شجَنٍ
في أَضلُعٍ ذَهَلت عن دائِها حينا
O flash of lightning, how much sorrow you have awakened
O lightning that flashes, how many yearnings have you awakened
In ribs that had forgotten their ailment for a while!
In ribs that had forgotten their pain for a while
فالماءُ في مُقلٍ وَالنارُ في مهجٍ
قد حارَ بينَهُما أمرُ المُحِبّينا
So water is in eyes, and fire in hearts;
The water is in the ladle, the fire is in the flint
Between the two, the lovers are left bewildered.
The lovers' matter is confused between the two
لولا تذَكُّرُ أَيّامٍ لنا سَلَفت
ما باتَ يَبكى دماً في الحَيِّ باكينا
Were it not for remembering our bygone days,
If it were not for the memory of days that passed for us
Our weeper would not spend the night weeping blood among the clan.
No one would be crying tears of blood while alive
يا آل وُدِّيَ عودوا لا عدِمتُكُمُ
وَشاهِدوا وَيحَكُم فعلَ النَوى فينا
O my loved ones, return—may I never lose you!
O people of my love, return, I have missed you
And witness—alas for you!—what separation has done to us.
Witness, by your father, what longing has done to me
يا نسمَةً ضَمَّخت أذيالها سحراً
أَزهرُ أَندَلُسٍ هُبّي بوادينا
O breeze whose skirts were perfumed before dawn
O breeze, who at dawn dampened her skirts
By the blossoms of Andalus, blow through our valley!
Blow the fragrance of al-Andalus to our valleys
Sol 6.1