يا بَدرَ تمٍّ لَيسَ لي
مِنهُ سِوى رَعي النُجومِ
O full moon, I have nothing
O full moon whose only task for me
from you but keeping watch over the stars.
Is to shepherd the stars,
أَجفانُكَ السَّكرى مُعَر
بِدَةٌ كَثيراتُ الخُصومِ
Your drunken eyelids are riot-
Your drunken eyelids
ous, with many foes.
Have many a foe,
ما سُكرُها إِلّا بِما
في فيكَ مِن بِنتِ الكُرومِ
Their drunkenness comes only from what
Their tipsiness comes but
your mouth holds of the daughter of the vines.
From the daughter of the vine in you,
لَو ذُقتُ خَمرَ لَماكَ لَم
أَكُ شاكِياً طولَ الهُمومِ
Had I tasted the wine of your dark lips, I would not
Had I tasted the wine of your cheeks
be lamenting the length of my sorrows.
My sorrows would not have lingered,
نَقَلَ القُلوبَ هَواكَ عَن
حُكمِ الخُصوصِ إِلى العُمومِ
Love for you has moved hearts from
Your love has carried hearts
the rule of the particular to that of the universal.
From privacy to the common.
Sol 6.1