آليتُ لا حِلْتُ ولا حِلْتُمُ

عن كلَّ ما أعهدُهُ منكمُ

I have resolved and you have not resolved

To abandon all the pledges between us

وبالذي ارعاه مِن عهدِكمْ

بعدَ نواكمْ يُعرَفُ المغرمُ

By that which I cared for of your covenant

After your benevolence, the passionate is known

قد كنتُ أبكي والنوى لم تَحِنْ

بعدُ فما الحيلةُ أن بِنتمُ

I used to weep while the intention was not ripe

Afterwards, so what can be done, you determined

وكيف لا يَقلَقُ مِنْ لم يزلْ

يُقْلِقُهُ حبُّكمُ الأقدَمُ

And how can one not be restless who

Is always made restless by your ancient love

أرتاحُ للريحِ إذا ماسرتْ

مشمولةً تُخبِرُني عنكمُ

I feel comforted by the wind when it passes

Bearing news of you and breathing your scent

كأنَّها تأسو جِراحَ الهوى

فهي لقلبي دونكمْ مرهمُ

As though it laments the wounds of passion

So to my heart without you it is a balm

ما عَلِمَ الرُّكبانُ ما حلَّ بي

في الوجدِ لو لم يَلُحِ المَعْلَمُ

The voyagers do not know what befell me

In fervent love had the guide not divulged the markings

كتمتُه حتى إذا ما بدا

أظهرتِ العبرةُ ما أكتمُ

I concealed it until when it manifested

Tears revealed what I was hiding

ولم تزلْ تُظهِرُ سرَّ الهوى

منّي إذا ما زرتُها الأرسُمُ

And you did not cease to disclose the secret of passion

From me whenever I visited the gentle hills

أسألُها عن أهلِها ضَلَّةً

كأنّها تسمعُ أو تَفْهَمُ

I ask about her family feigning absence

As though she can hear or understand

وربَّما أعربَ عن كلَّ ما

يزيدُ وجدي ربعُها الأعجَمُ

And perhaps I express all that

Increases my fervor, though she is a foreigner

منازلٌ قد صِرْتُ أبكي لها

مِن بعدِ ما كنتُ بها أَبسِمُ

Encampments, I have come to weep for them

After once smiling in them

بادمعٍ مِن بعدِ أهلِ الهوى

على ثرى أطلالِهم تَسْجُمُ

With tears, after the beloved ones

Upon the soil of their ruins I lament

اِنْ أعوزَ الغيثُ وان أنجمَتْ

سحائبُ الرَّىَّ انبرتْ تَثجِمُ

If rain is scarce and if the clouds

Of abundant rain rumble and swell

والدهرُ حالانِفطوراً له

بؤسي وطوراً بعدها أنعُمُ

And time is inconstant, experiencing for me

Misery, then comfort after it

فلا تَضيقَنَّ بأفعالِه

فربَّما هانَ الذي يَعظُمُ

So do not resent its actions

For often the esteemed becomes insignificant

أحبابَنا لا تَرِدوا أدمعي

فاِنَّها بعدَ نواكُمْ دَمُ

My loved ones, do not spurn my tears

For after you they are blood

بَعُدْتُمُ فالدهرُ في ناظري

بغيرِ أنوارِكمُ مُظلِمُ

You are distant, so time in my eyes

Without your lights is gloomy

وعيشتي البيضاءُ بعدَ النوى

كدَّرها هجركُمُ الأدهَمُ

And my bright life after desire

Was darkened by your swarthy estrangement

لولا دموعي يومَ توديعكمْ

لم تكُ أسرارُ الهوى تُعلَمُ

Had it not been for my tears the day I bid you farewell

The secrets of passion would not have been known

أأشتكيكمْ أم إلى جورِكمْ

أشكو الذي قد حلَّ بي منكمُ

Shall I complain of you or to your injustice

Complain of what has befallen me from you

ولا أرى في مذهبي أَنَّهٌ

يُنصِفُني مَنْ لم يزلْ يَظلِمُ

And I do not see that my course of action

Grants me justice from one who has always wronged me

شِنْشنَةٌ صارتْ له مذهباً

وهو لها دونَ الورى أخزَمُ

Harmfulness has become for it a doctrine

And it for harmfulness, beyond all mankind, is staunchest

أحبَّةٌ لو قيلَماذا الذي

نختارُه ما قلتُإلا همُ

Loved ones, if asked what we would choose

I would not say but them

هم أسلموني لاِسارِ الهوى

ظلماً وظنُّوا أنَّني أسلمُ

They surrendered me to the humiliation of passion

Unjustly, and thought that I submit

قلبي على ما نالَهُ منهمُ

لا يعرفُ البثَّ ولا يسأمُ

My heart for what it bore from them

Does not know weeping and does not tire

اِنْ أنجدوا أو أتهموا لم يزلْ

وهو المَرُوعُ المنجِدُ المتهِمُ

Whether they support or accuse, it has not ceased

To be apprehensive, supportive and accusative

وناظرٍ لم يَغْفُ خوفَ النوى

والبينِ لمّا هجعَ النوَّمُ

And a watcher whose eyes the thought of parting does not sleep

And for whom tears prevent slumber

جيرانَنا ها أنا باقٍ على

عهدي فهل أنتمْ كما كنتمُ

Our neighbors, here I am, still true

To my vow, so are you as you once were?

ما غيَّرَ الدهرُ لنا وجهُهُ

عنِ الرَّضى حتى تغيَّرتُمُ

Time has not changed its face toward us

To displeasure, that you have changed

وفَيْتُ لمّا خانَ أهلُ الهوى

ولم أقلْإِنكمُ خنتُمُ

I fulfilled my duty when the people of passion betrayed

And did not say that you betrayed

كنايةٌ في طيَّها كلُّ ما

يُوهنُني منكمْ وما يؤلمُ

An allusion in its folds is every thing

That weakens me of you and pains me

فليتكمْ لمّا سرتْ عيسُكمْ

عن أبْرَقِ الحنّانِ ودَّعتُمُ

Would that you when your night journey departed

Had bid farewell at the brilliant goodbyes

آهاً على طيبِ ليالي الغَضا

لو أنَّها عادَتْ ولو عُدْتُمُ

Alas for the pleasant nights of youth

If only they returned and you returned

غبتمْ فما لذَّ لنا عيشُنا

ولا استُحِثَّ الكاسُ مذ غِبتُمُ

You went away, and there is no longer pleasure in our life

Nor was the wine cup stirred since you left

فالغيثُ والمنثورُ هذا أسًى

للبينِ يبكيكمْ وذا يَلطِمُ

So rain and shooting stars are sorrow

For the estranged one, weeping for you and lamenting

وأصفرُ الزهرِ ومبيضُّهُ

هذاكَ دينارٌ وذا درهمُ

And the yellowing of flowers and their whitening

This is a dinar and that a dirham

والروضُ مخضلٌّ بقطرِ الندى

فالطيبُ مِن أرجائهِ يَفْغَمُ

The meadow is verdant with the drops of dew

And its fragrance is redolent from its corners

وللهوى في كبدي جذوةٌ

تبيتُ مِن خوفِ النوى تُضرَمُ

And for passion in my heart is an ember

That remains lit in fear of parting

فهل أرى حيَّهمُ باللَّوى

يُدنيهِ منّي البازلُ المُكْدَمُ

Will I then see their encampments in the terrain

Brought near to me by the stooping camel

كأنَّه في هَبَواتِ السُّرى

يُثيرُهنَّ الخاضِبُ الأصلَمُ

As though in the confusion of travel

He rouses them, the blackish violent one

كم رُفِعَتْ أخفافهُ عنْ دَمٍ

كأنَّه في اِثرِه عَنْدَمُ

How often his hooves were lifted off blood

As though in his track instantly coagulated

ترتاعُ للصوتِ واِرهابِه

كأنَّما في ثِنيهِ أرقمُ

They tremble at his voice and terror

As though in his forelock there is a shackle

يا أيُّها النظمُ نداءَ امرئٍ

يَشغَفُهُ مذهبُكَ الأقومُ

O you verses, the call of one

Captivated by your most upright method

تَعُبُّ كالسيلِ على خاطرٍ

طمى عليه بحرُكَ المُفْعَمُ

You gush forth like a torrent into a mind

Flooded by your brimming sea

أُثني بما فيكَ على رُتْبَةٍ

لم يُعْطَها عادٌ ولا جُرْهُمُ

I extol you for what is in you to a status

Given by neither jurhum nor 'ad

لو كنتَ في عصرِ رجالٍ مَضَوا

صَلَّوا على لفظكَ او سَلَّموا

If you were in the age of men now gone

Who prayed for your words or were silent