وَقَريبِ المَزارِ نائي النَوالِ
مانِعٍ وَصلُهُ عَلى كُلِّ حالِ
And one near enough to visit, yet distant in bestowing favors,
Nearby burial ground, remote stream,
Who withholds his affection in every circumstance.
Its union impeded, no matter my scheme.
قُلتُ لِلعاذِلينَ فيهِ أَفيقوا
لَستُ أَصحو لِلَومَةِ العُذّالِ
I told those who reproached me about him: Come to your senses!
To those who rebuke me I boldly retort,
I do not sober up at the reproachers’ rebuke.
I'll not be deterred by your scolding cohort.
أَنا عَبدٌ لِمَن هَويتُ وَلَكِن
ما اِحتِيالي مِن سوءِ رَأيِ الوالي
I am a slave to the one I love, and yet—
I'm servant to her whom my heart does pursue,
What recourse have I against the ruler’s ill judgment?
No trickery here, the Viceroy’s word holds true.
أَصُدودٌ لِغَيرِ ذَنبٍ وَهَجرُ
كُن كَما شِئتَ لَستُ عَنكَ بِسالِ
Rejection for no offense, and abandonment?
Estranged without cause, abandoned mid verse,
Be as you wish; I am not one to forget you.
Be as you desire, I'll not feel any worse.
Sol 6.1