جادَ الذُفافِيَّ في أَرضِهِ
رُكامُ الغَمامِ عَلى ظُلمِهِ
May al-Dhufafi in his land be showered with rain
My friend wandered in his land
by heaped-up clouds, despite his injustice.
Clouds piled upon his darkness
أَخٌ لِيَ لَم تَتَّصِل نِسبَتي
بِقُربى أَبيهِ وَلا أُمِّهِ
A brother of mine, though my lineage is not linked
A brother of mine, though no blood ties us
by kinship to his father or his mother.
Neither his father nor mother are kin to me
تَنَكَّرَ حَتّى لَأَنكَرتُهُ
خَلا أَنَّني عارِفٌ بِاِسمِهِ
He changed so much that I would not have recognized him,
He's changed until I hardly know him
except that I know his name.
Except I do know his name
وَما لِيَ مِنهُ سِوى رِقَّةٍ
يَراحُ لَها الشَعرُ في فَهمِهِ
And I have nothing from him but a tenderness
And he means to me only tenderness
that gladdens poetry in his understanding.
For which poetry flows in his understanding
كَذا المِسكُ ما فيهِ مُستَمتَعٌ
لِمُتَّخِذيهِ سِوى شَمِّهِ
So it is with musk: there is nothing to enjoy in it
So is musk - it gives no pleasure
for those who possess it, save smelling it.
To its bearer but its scent
Sol 6.1