هجعfell asleep الكونthe universe ياO حبيبيmy beloved وعادتand returned
هجع الكون يا حبيبي وعادت
كلevery روحsoul إلىto مقرّdwelling هواهاits love
كل روح إلى مقرّ هواها
The universe has fallen asleep, my beloved, and back has gone
The universe has fallen asleep, my beloved, and
each soul to the dwelling of its love.
Every soul has returned to its longing abode,
كلّevery شيءٍthing حولىaround me يعانِقُهembraces it الصمsilence (first fragment)
كلّ شيءٍ حولى يعانِقُه الصم
تُcompletion of 'silence' وكلّand all العيونthe eyes نامتfell asleep رؤاهاtheir visions
تُ وكلّ العيون نامت رؤاها
Everything around me is embraced by silence,
Everything around me is embraced by silence,
and the visions of all eyes have fallen asleep.
And all eyes have slept their visions away.
لمnot يعدremains فيin الظلامthe darkness روحa soul شقيwretched
لم يعد في الظلام روح شقي
غيرexcept روحa soul محاerased الظلامthe darkness سناهاits radiance
غير روح محا الظلام سناها
No wretched soul remains in the darkness
In the darkness remains no wretched soul,
except a soul whose radiance the darkness has erased.
Except my soul that has erased its gloom.
هيit روحيmy soul التيwhich أحبّتكloved you حتىto the point that
هي روحي التي أحبّتك حتى
قدّستsanctified فيكin you حزنهاits sorrow وأساهاand its grief
قدّست فيك حزنها وأساها
It is my soul, which loved you so deeply
It is my soul that loved you until
that it sanctified its sorrow and grief in you.
It sanctified in you its sorrow and agony.
كلevery شيءthing حوليaround me كئيبٌgloomy رهيبfearsome
كل شيء حولي كئيبٌ رهيب
يبعثawakens الوجدlonging أوor يثيرstirs الشجوناsorrows
يبعث الوجد أو يثير الشجونا
Everything around me is gloomy and fearsome,
Everything around me is gloomy and dreadful,
awakening longing or stirring sorrows.
It evokes ecstasy or arouses passions.
كلevery شيءٍthing حوليaround me يشاركنيshares with me الوحloneliness (first fragment)
كل شيءٍ حولي يشاركني الوح
دةcompletion of 'loneliness' والشوقand yearning والضنىand wasting pain والحنيناand longing
دة والشوق والضنى والحنينا
Everything around me shares my loneliness,
Everything around me shares my solitude,
my yearning, my wasting pain, and my longing.
Yearning, ardour, grief and pining.
خمدتdied out جذوةember الحياةlife وشبّتand flared up
خمدت جذوة الحياة وشبّت
جذوةember الحبlove لوعةburning anguish وأنيناand moaning
جذوة الحب لوعة وأنينا
The ember of life died out, and there flared
The spark of life has faded out and ignited
the ember of love, in anguish and moaning.
Is the spark of ardent love and lament.
ومشىand walked الليلthe night ذاهلdazed الحسّthe senses نشواintoxicated (first fragment)
ومشى الليل ذاهل الحسّ نشوا
نcompletion of 'intoxicated' يحيىrevives بروحهwith its spirit العاشقيناthe lovers
ن يحيى بروحه العاشقينا
And night walked on, its senses dazed, intoxicated,
The night has walked lightly awakening
giving life to lovers with its spirit.
With its spirit the two lovers.
اسألask الليلthe night ياO حبيبيmy beloved عنيabout me
اسأل الليل يا حبيبي عني
فأناfor I أسألask المقاديرthe fates عنكاabout you
فأنا أسأل المقادير عنكا
Ask the night about me, my beloved,
Ask the night about me, my beloved,
for I ask the fates about you.
While I ask destiny about you.
اسألask الليلthe night ربماperhaps أسعدgladdened الليthe night (first fragment)
اسأل الليل ربما أسعد اللي
لcompletion of 'the night' نداءa call يحبّهloves it الليلthe night منكاfrom you
ل نداء يحبّه الليل منكا
Ask the night; perhaps the night will be gladdened
Ask the night - perhaps the night will bless
by a call from you that the night loves.
A call it loves to hear from you.
كمhow often شربناهُwe drank it رقّةtenderness وحناناand affection
كم شربناهُ رقّة وحنانا
وأرقناهand we poured it out أدمعاًtears تتشكّىlament
وأرقناه أدمعاً تتشكّى
How often we drank it as tenderness and affection,
How gently we sipped it and affectionately,
and poured it out as tears that lament.
And how we made it shed tears of lament.
وغرسناand we planted آمالناour hopes فيهin it زهراflowers
وغرسنا آمالنا فيه زهرا
كيفhow عدناwe returned نبدّلwe exchange الزهرthe flowers شوكاthorns
كيف عدنا نبدّل الزهر شوكا
And we planted our hopes in it as flowers;
We planted our hopes in it like flowers -
how have we come to exchange the flowers for thorns?
How we've come to turn the flowers into thorns!
ياO غريبstranger الديراthe lands لاذُقتmay you not taste يوماa day
يا غريب الديرا لاذُقت يوما
ماwhat أقاسيI endure منof محنتيmy ordeal وخطوبيand my calamities
ما أقاسي من محنتي وخطوبي
O stranger in foreign lands, may you never, even for a day, taste
O stranger to my abode, you once suffered
what I endure of my ordeal and calamities.
The adversity and trials I endure,
ياO غريبstranger الديارthe lands هذيthese مغانيdwellings
يا غريب الديار هذي مغاني
كyour تنادىcall out ومالهاand they have no منany مجيبone who answers
ك تنادى ومالها من مجيب
O stranger in foreign lands, these dwellings
O stranger to my home, these are my songs
of yours call out, with no one to answer.
Calling you while none answers their call.
أنتyou صيّرتهاyou made them منthrough البعدseparation ثكلىbereaved
أنت صيّرتها من البعد ثكلى
تتساقىshare draughts معwith الظلامthe darkness نحيبيmy sobbing
تتساقى مع الظلام نحيبي
You made them bereaved through separation,
You have made it, from afar, deserted -
sharing draughts of my sobbing with the darkness.
Flowing with the darkness my weeping.
وشبابيand my youth علىupon رباهاtheir hills خيالa phantom
وشبابي على رباها خيال
عاثِرُstumbling الظلthe shadow عبقريّextraordinary الشحوبpallor
عاثِرُ الظل عبقريّ الشحوب
And my youth upon their hills is a phantom,
My youth has stumbled like a specter
with a stumbling shadow and an extraordinary pallor.
In the shadow, a genius of gloom.
ياO حبيبيmy beloved هذاthis نصيبيmy lot منfrom
يا حبيبي هذا نصيبي من
حبكloving you قلبa heart يعيشlives للحرمانfor deprivation
حبك قلب يعيش للحرمان
My beloved, this is my lot from
My beloved, this is my fate of your love -
loving you: a heart that lives for deprivation.
A heart that lives for deprivation.
هذهthis واحتيmy oasis الحزينةsorrowful تبكيweeps
هذه واحتي الحزينة تبكي
كfor you وتشكوand complains إليكto you ظلمinjustice زمانيmy time
ك وتشكو إليك ظلم زماني
This is my sorrowful oasis, weeping
My sad tent weeps for you
for you and complaining to you of the injustice of my days.
And complains to you of the injustice of time.
أتراهاdo you think it كانتwas جنايةa crime حظّيmy fortune
أتراها كانت جناية حظّي
ياO حبيبيmy beloved أمor قسوةcruelty الإنسانhumankind
يا حبيبي أم قسوة الإنسان
Do you think it was my fortune's crime,
Was it the crime of my fortune, my beloved,
my beloved, or human cruelty?
Or the human cruelty?
أهلكyour family الكافرونthe disbelievers بالحبin love أهليmy family
أهلك الكافرون بالحب أهلي
والقضاءand fate الذيthat رماكstruck you رمانيstruck me
والقضاء الذي رماك رماني
Your kin, who disbelieve in love, are my kin,
The infidels have killed my family
and the fate that struck you struck me.
And the fate that cast you out cast me out.
اسألask الليلthe night ياO حبيبيmy beloved عنيabout me
اسأل الليل يا حبيبي عني
واعذرand excuse الليلthe night حينwhen يطرقbows its head عيّاtongue-tied
واعذر الليل حين يطرق عيّا
Ask the night about me, my beloved,
Ask the night about me, my beloved,
and excuse the night when it bows its head, tongue-tied.
And forgive the night when it comes Blindly.
أناI علّمتهI taught it الذهولbewilderment بصمتيthrough my silence
أنا علّمته الذهول بصمتي
وذهوليand my bewilderment مماat what جنيتyou perpetrated علياagainst me
وذهولي مما جنيت عليا
I taught it bewilderment through my silence
I have taught it to be bemused by my silence,
and my bewilderment at the wrong you have done me.
And my bemusement is from what I have reaped.
رحمmay have mercy الحبّlove كلevery أغنيةsong ماتdied (first fragment)
رحم الحبّ كل أغنية مات
تfeminine ending of 'died' وحالتand became رسماًa trace علىupon شفتيّاmy lips
ت وحالت رسماً على شفتيّا
May love have mercy on every song that died
May love have mercy on every song that died
and became a trace upon my lips.
And turned into a drawing on my lips.
كانused to يهفوyearn إلىfor صداهاits echo زمانيmy time
كان يهفو إلى صداها زماني
ليغنّىto sing بهاthrough it الوجودexistence الشقيّاwretched
ليغنّى بها الوجود الشقيّا
My days once yearned for its echo,
My time was craving to hear its echo
to sing of wretched existence through it.
To sing it for the wretched being.
Sol 6.1