كَأَنَّكَas though you لَمdid not تَغنَهُdwell in it إِذwhen لَمdid not تُلاقِهاmeet her
كَأَنَّكَ لَم تَغنَهُ إِذ لَم تُلاقِها
وَإِنand if تَلقَهاmeet her فَالقَلبُthen the heart راضٍpleased وَقانِعُand content
وَإِن تَلقَها فَالقَلبُ راضٍ وَقانِعُ
As though you had never dwelt there, when you did not meet her;
It's as if you didn't sing it, when you didn't meet her
And if you meet her, the heart is pleased and content.
And if you meet her, the heart is content and satisfied
فَياso O قَلبُheart خَبِّرنيtell me إِذاwhen شَطَّتِwent far away النَوىseparation
فَيا قَلبُ خَبِّرني إِذا شَطَّتِ النَوى
بِلُبنىwith Lubna وَصَدَّتand she turned away عَنكَfrom you ماwhat أَنتَyou صانِعُgoing to do
بِلُبنى وَصَدَّت عَنكَ ما أَنتَ صانِعُ
So tell me, heart: when separation carries off
So tell me, oh heart, when the beloved departs
Lubna, and she turns away from you, what will you do?
To Lubna, and prevents you from what you want to do
أَتَصبُرُwill you endure? لِلبَينِin the face of parting المُشِتِّsundering مَعَwith الجَوىlove's anguish
أَتَصبُرُ لِلبَينِ المُشِتِّ مَعَ الجَوى
أَمَor اِنتَyou اِمرُؤٌa man ناسيforgetting الحَياءِshame فَجازِعُand so distraught
أَمَ اِنتَ اِمرُؤٌ ناسي الحَياءِ فَجازِعُ
Will you bear a parting that sunders, along with love's anguish,
Will you be patient with the painful separation, and passionate love?
Or are you a man who forgets shame and so gives way to grief?
Or are you a man who has lost all shame, and is uncontrollable?
فَماfor not أَناI إِنif بانَتdeparted لُبَينىLubayna بِهاجِعٍsleeping at all
فَما أَنا إِن بانَت لُبَينى بِهاجِعٍ
إِذاwhen ماan emphatic particle اِستَقَلَّتbore up بِالنِيامِwith the sleepers المَضاجِعُthe beds
إِذا ما اِستَقَلَّت بِالنِيامِ المَضاجِعُ
For if Lubayna departs, I will not sleep,
So I wouldn't be if my Lubna slept in an embrace
When the beds bear up the sleepers.
When the sleeping places became empty
وَكَيفَand how يَنامُsleep المَرءُa man مُستَشعِرَwearing next to his skin الجَوىlove's anguish
وَكَيفَ يَنامُ المَرءُ مُستَشعِرَ الجَوى
ضَجيعَa bedfellow الأَسىof sorrow فيهِwithin him نِكاسٌrelapses رَوادِعُdaunting
ضَجيعَ الأَسى فيهِ نِكاسٌ رَوادِعُ
And how can a man sleep, wearing love's anguish next to his skin,
And how can one sleep, feeling passionate love
A bedfellow of sorrow, with daunting relapses within him?
A companion of sorrow, in him sadness and pain?
فَلاso no خَيرَgood فيin الدُنياthis world إِذاif لَمnot تُواتِناfavor us
فَلا خَيرَ في الدُنيا إِذا لَم تُواتِنا
لُبَينىLubayna وَلَمand not يَجمَعgathers لَناfor us الشَملَthe company جامِعُone who gathers
لُبَينى وَلَم يَجمَع لَنا الشَملَ جامِعُ
So there is no good in this world if we are not favored
So there is no good in life, if Lubna doesn't come to us
By Lubayna, and no one gathers us together.
And reunite us, the one who brings us together
أَلَيسَتis she not? لُبَينىLubayna تَحتَbeneath سَقفٍa roof يُكِنُّهاshelters her
أَلَيسَت لُبَينى تَحتَ سَقفٍ يُكِنُّها
وَإِيّايَand me هاذاthis إِنif نَأَتshe is far away لِيَto me نافِعُbeneficial
وَإِيّايَ هاذا إِن نَأَت لِيَ نافِعُ
Is Lubayna not beneath a roof that shelters her
Isn't my Lubna under a roof that protects her
And me? This comforts me, even if she is far away.
And me, if this benefits me?
وَيَلبَسُناand clothes us اللَيلُthe night البَهيمُpitch-dark إِذاwhen دَجاgrows dark
وَيَلبَسُنا اللَيلُ البَهيمُ إِذا دَجا
وَنُبصِرُand we see ضَوءَlight الصُبحِof morning وَالفَجرُand dawn ساطِعُshining
وَنُبصِرُ ضَوءَ الصُبحِ وَالفَجرُ ساطِعُ
And the pitch-dark night clothes us when it grows dark,
The ignorant night will clothe us when it's dark
And we see the morning's light while dawn shines bright.
And we see the light of dawn shining
تَطاshe treads تَحتَbeneath رِجلَيهاher feet بُساطاًa carpet وَبَعضُهُand part of it
تَطا تَحتَ رِجلَيها بُساطاً وَبَعضُهُ
أَطاهُI tread on it بِرِجليwith my foot لَيسَnot يَطويهِfolds it up مانِعُone who prevents
أَطاهُ بِرِجلي لَيسَ يَطويهِ مانِعُ
She treads a carpet beneath her feet, and part of it
She extended a carpet beneath her feet and I
I tread with my foot; no one can fold it away.
Covered part of it with my feet, nothing prevents me
وَأَفرَحُand I rejoice إِنif تُمسيshe is at evening بِخَيرٍin good health وَإِنand if يَكُنthere be
وَأَفرَحُ إِن تُمسي بِخَيرٍ وَإِن يَكُن
بِهاupon her الحَدَثَthe calamity العاديassailing تَرُعنيfrighten me الرَوائِعُterrors
بِها الحَدَثَ العادي تَرُعني الرَوائِعُ
And I rejoice if she is well at evening; but should
And I rejoice if she is well in the evening, and if
A ravaging calamity befall her, terrors frighten me.
Usual events happen, passions renew in me
كَأَنَّكَas though you بِدعٌa novelty لَمnot تَرىsaw الناسَpeople قَبلَهاbefore her
كَأَنَّكَ بِدعٌ لَم تَرى الناسَ قَبلَها
وَلَمand not يَطَّلِعكَvisited you الدَهرُTime فيمَنamong those whom يُطالِعُit visits
وَلَم يَطَّلِعكَ الدَهرُ فيمَن يُطالِعُ
As though you were the first of your kind, never having seen people before her,
It's as if you're a unique one who hasn't seen people before her
And Time had never visited you among those it visits.
And time didn't show you who it shows
فَقَدfor indeed كُنتُI used to أَبكيweep وَالنَوىand separation مُطمَإِنَّةٌat rest
فَقَد كُنتُ أَبكي وَالنَوى مُطمَإِنَّةٌ
بِناwith us وَبِكُمand with you مِنfrom عِلمِknowledge of ماwhat البَينُparting صانِعُwould do
بِنا وَبِكُم مِن عِلمِ ما البَينُ صانِعُ
For I used to weep while separation lay quiet
So I used to cry while the beloved was content
With us and with you, knowing what parting would do.
With us, and with you all, knowing what separation will do
وَأَهجُرُكُمand I shun you هَجرَthe shunning of البَغيضِthe hated one وَحُبُّكُمand love for you
وَأَهجُرُكُم هَجرَ البَغيضِ وَحُبُّكُم
عَلىupon كَبِديmy liver مِنهُfrom it كُلومٌwounds صَوادِعُrending
عَلى كَبِدي مِنهُ كُلومٌ صَوادِعُ
And I shun you as one shuns the hated, though love for you
And I shun you like a hated one, yet my love for you
Leaves wounds upon my liver that tear it apart.
In my liver is painful sorrows
فَواso alas! كَبَديmy liver مِنfrom شِدَّةِthe intensity of الشَوقِlonging وَالأَسىand sorrow
فَوا كَبَدي مِن شِدَّةِ الشَوقِ وَالأَسى
وَواكَبَديand alas for my liver! إِنّيindeed I إِلىto اللَهِGod راجِعُreturning
وَواكَبَدي إِنّي إِلى اللَهِ راجِعُ
So alas for my liver, from the fierceness of longing and sorrow!
Oh my liver, from the intensity of passion and sorrow
And alas for my liver! Indeed, I am returning to God.
Oh my liver, I will return to God
وَأَعجَلُand I hasten لِلإِشفاقِout of anxious concern حَتّىuntil يَشُفَّنيit wastes me away
وَأَعجَلُ لِلإِشفاقِ حَتّى يَشُفَّني
مَخافَةَfor fear of شَحطِthe remoteness of الدارِthe dwelling وَالشَملُand the company جامِعُunited
مَخافَةَ شَحطِ الدارِ وَالشَملُ جامِعُ
And I am quick to fret, until it wastes me away,
And I hasten to show compassion, until it heals me
Fearing the dwelling's remoteness, though we are still together.
Fearing the corruption of the house, and reunion brings together
وَأَعمِدُand I head لِلأَرضِfor the land الَّتيthat مِنfrom وَرائِكُمbeyond you
وَأَعمِدُ لِلأَرضِ الَّتي مِن وَرائِكُم
لِيَرجِعَنيso as to bring me back يَوماًone day عَلَيكِto you الرَواجِعُthe returning ones
لِيَرجِعَني يَوماً عَلَيكِ الرَواجِعُ
And I make for the land that lies beyond you,
And I turn to the land which is behind you
So that those returning may one day bring me back to you.
So that one day, I, the returning one, may return to you
Sol 6.1