ياO بخيلاًmiser وكلّand every نظرةglance عينan eye
يا بخيلاً وكلّ نظرة عين
منهfrom him كنزٌa treasure للشاعرfor the poet المُفتَنّgifted
منه كنزٌ للشاعر المُفتَنّ
O miserly one, every glance of your eye
O miser, whose every glance of the eye
is a treasure to the consummate poet.
Is a treasure for the gifted poet.
أغننيmake me independent عنof جمالbeauty غيركanyone other than you ياO حُلsweet (first part of حلو)
أغنني عن جمال غيرك يا حُل
وcompletes حلو ('sweet') بماthrough what فيكis in you منof جمالbeauty وحسنand loveliness
و بما فيك من جمال وحسن
Make me need no beauty but yours, O sweet—
Make me need no other's beauty, O sweet
—one, through the beauty and loveliness within you.
one, through the beauty and loveliness in you.
لاdo not تدَعنيlet me أنظرlook إليكat you سراباًas a mirage
لا تدَعني أنظر إليك سراباً
شائعspreading النورthe light فيin سماواتthe heavens of فنّىmy art
شائع النور في سماوات فنّى
Do not leave me gazing upon you as a mirage,
Do not let me see you as a mirage,
its light diffused through the heavens of my art.
Spreading its light through the heavens of my art.
أنتyou ياO منthe one whom وهبتهI gave him صفوَthe best of عمريmy life
أنت يا من وهبته صفوَ عمري
كيفhow جازَيتنيyou repaid me بظلميby wronging me وغَبنيand shortchanging me
كيف جازَيتني بظلمي وغَبني
You, to whom I gave the choicest essence of my life—
You, O one to whom I gave the best of my life,
how have you repaid me by wronging and cheating me?
How could you repay me by wronging and shortchanging me?
لمdid not يرَsee الناسthe people منكَin you غيرَanything but قوامٍa figure
لم يرَ الناس منكَ غيرَ قوامٍ
مُبدعٍexquisite فيin دلالهِits coquetry والتثنّيand swaying
مُبدعٍ في دلالهِ والتثنّي
People have seen in you nothing but a figure,
People saw in you nothing but a figure,
wondrously fashioned in its coy charm and graceful sway;
Exquisite in its coquetry and swaying;
وأناand I لاdo not أراكَsee you غيرanything but وجودٍa being
وأنا لا أراكَ غير وجودٍ
كاملperfect الخلقِform فيin فؤاديmy heart وعينيand my eye
كامل الخلقِ في فؤادي وعيني
but I see you as nothing other than my very being,
And I see you only as a being,
perfectly formed in my heart and in my eyes.
Perfect in form, in my heart and my eye.
Sol 6.1