توسَّديrest your head on أحرفيmy letters واستدفئيand warm yourself هدبيmy lashes
توسَّدي أحرفي واستدفئي هدبي
وحلِّقيand soar فوقabove حرفيmy letter واسلكيand travel through لَهَبيmy flame
وحلِّقي فوق حرفي واسلكي لَهَبي
Rest your head on my letters, and find warmth in my lashes.
Rest your head on my letters and warm yourself with my affection
And soar above my letter, and travel through my flame.
Soar above my words and ignite my flame
جوبيroam السراةthe Sarat highlands التيwhich رصَّعتُهاI studded her قُبلاًwith kisses
جوبي السراة التي رصَّعتُها قُبلاً
مازجتُهاI mingled with her بفميwith my mouth أسقيتهاI watered her تعبيmy weariness
مازجتُها بفمي أسقيتها تعبي
Roam al-Sarat, which I studded with kisses.
Traverse the paths that I once adorned with kisses
I mingled with her through my mouth; I watered her with my weariness.
I blended them with my mouth and quenched them with my weariness
تحسسيfeel نغميmy melody فيهاin her وقافيتيand my rhyme
تحسسي نغمي فيها وقافيتي
وسائليand ask زُمرَbands العُشاقof lovers عنabout طربيmy rapture
وسائلي زُمرَ العُشاق عن طربي
Feel my melody in her, and my rhyme.
Feel my melody within them and my rhyme
And ask the bands of lovers about my rapture.
And ask the throngs of lovers about my rapture
وفتِّشيand search تجديyou will find لونيmy color ورائحتيand my scent
وفتِّشي تجدي لوني ورائحتي
فوقupon الرُّباthe hills فيin زُهورblossoms اللوزalmond والعنبand grape
فوق الرُّبا في زُهور اللوز والعنب
And search: you will find my color and my scent
Search and you’ll find my color and fragrance
Upon the hills, in almond and grape blossoms.
Above the dew in the blossoms of almond and grape
أميرةَprincess الحبof love ماتَhas died الحبُّlove فانتفضيso rise up
أميرةَ الحب ماتَ الحبُّ فانتفضي
وحرِّكيand stir مِعزَفيmy musical instrument المخبوءhidden واقتربيand draw near
وحرِّكي مِعزَفي المخبوء واقتربي
Princess of love, love has died—so rise up!
Princess of love, love has died so awaken
And stir my hidden instrument, and draw near.
And stir my concealed musical instrument and come near
مدّيstretch ظفائركyour braids الخضراءgreen فوقover يديmy hand
مدّي ظفائرك الخضراء فوق يدي
وسامريand keep nightly company with رعشةَthe tremor الموَّالthe mawwal (lyrical song) وانسكبيand pour yourself out
وسامري رعشةَ الموَّال وانسكبي
Stretch your green braids over my hand.
Extend your green tresses above my hand
And keep the mawwal's tremor company by night, and pour yourself out.
And share with me the tremor of intimacy and pour yourself out
أقبلتُI have come أُهديكI offer you أفراحيmy joys معتقةwell-aged
أقبلتُ أُهديك أفراحي معتقة
مكيَّةMeccan الطعمin flavor تحكيvoicing شوقthe longing مغتربof one far from home
مكيَّة الطعم تحكي شوق مغترب
I have come to offer you my well-aged joys,
I came to bestow upon you my preserved joys
Meccan in flavor, voicing the longing of one far from home,
Sweet like musk, telling of an expatriate’s longing
منfrom قِبلةqibla (prayer direction) الأملof hope الورديrosy منfrom وطنيmy homeland
من قِبلة الأمل الوردي من وطني
ماnot صُدِّرتwere exported منfrom قِلاعfortresses الزيفِof falsehood فيin عُلبtins
ما صُدِّرت من قِلاع الزيفِ في عُلب
From the qibla of rosy hope, from my homeland.
From the rosy kiss of hope from my homeland
They were not exported in tins from the fortresses of falsehood.
Not exported from the castles of falsehood in crates
ركضاًrunning أتيتكI came to you أشواقيmy longings تسابقنيrace to outpace me
ركضاً أتيتك أشواقي تسابقني
دلفتI entered أبحثI search عنfor وجهيmy face وعنand for لُعبيmy toys
دلفت أبحث عن وجهي وعن لُعبي
I came running to you, my longings racing to outpace me.
My passions raced me as I ran to you
I entered, searching for my face and my toys.
I entered searching for my face and my playfulness
حوريةheavenly maiden العصرof the age ياO وجهاًa face يُعلمنيteaches me
حورية العصر يا وجهاً يُعلمني
صِدْقsincerity الهوىof love فيin زمانan age الزيفof falsehood والكذبand lies
صِدْق الهوى في زمان الزيف والكذب
Houri of the age, O face that teaches me
Beauty of the age, O face that teaches me
Love's sincerity in an age of falsehood and lies.
The sincerity of love in the time of falsity and lying
ياO نخلةًpalm tree عِذقهاher date cluster يهميrains down وياand O حُلُماًa dream
يا نخلةً عِذقها يهمي ويا حُلُماً
يندسُّslips in فيinto صمتيmy silence الدافيwarm وفيand into صخبيmy clamor
يندسُّ في صمتي الدافي وفي صخبي
O palm whose date cluster rains down, and O dream
O palm tree whose clusters inspire me and O a dream
That slips into my warm silence and into my clamor.
That sneaks into my silent and clamorous solitude
تسامقيtower high ياO حصونfortresses الشعرof poetry والتحفيand wrap yourself
تسامقي يا حصون الشعر والتحفي
بُرْدَmantle الضبابof fog ومُصِّيand suck ناهدbudding breast السحبof the clouds
بُرْدَ الضباب ومُصِّي ناهد السحب
Tower high, O fortresses of poetry, and wrap yourselves
Rise up, O fortresses of poetry and excel
In the mantle of fog, and suck at the clouds' budding breast.
The coolness of mist and extend the clouds
وبادلينيand share with me جنونthe madness البوحِof confiding واستمعيand listen to
وبادليني جنون البوحِ واستمعي
قصائديmy poems شاركينيshare with me نشوةthe ecstasy الشغبof mischief
قصائدي شاركيني نشوة الشغب
And share with me the madness of confiding, and listen to
And share with me the madness of confiding and listen
My poems; share with me the ecstasy of mischief.
To my poems, partake with me in the intoxication of tumult
تعاتبينyou reproach غيابيmy absence والهوىand love عتبٌreproach
تعاتبين غيابي والهوى عتبٌ
فعاتبيso reproach إنindeed أحلىthe sweetest الحبlove فيin العتبreproach
فعاتبي إن أحلى الحب في العتب
You reproach me for my absence, and love is reproach.
Reproach me for my absence, and longing is reproach
So reproach me; indeed, love is sweetest in reproach.
So reproach me, for the sweetest love is in reproach
إنif غبتُI am absent عنكfrom you لأمرٍfor some reason ياO معذِّبتيmy tormentor
إن غبتُ عنك لأمرٍ يا معذِّبتي
فإنthen indeed قلبيmy heart مقيمٌdwelling فيكin you لمhas not يغبbeen absent
فإن قلبي مقيمٌ فيك لم يغب
If I am absent from you for some reason, O my tormentor,
If I am absent from you for some matter, O my tormentor
Then my heart dwells in you; it has not been absent.
My heart still resides in you, it did not depart
فأنتfor you are أنشودتيmy song الأحلىsweetest التيthat حَفِظتyou kept
فأنت أنشودتي الأحلى التي حَفِظت
سِريmy secret وأشرعتِand you flung open الأبوابthe doors للشُّهبfor the shooting stars
سِري وأشرعتِ الأبواب للشُّهب
For you are my sweetest song, the one that kept
For you are my sweetest chant that I memorized
My secret and flung the doors open for the shooting stars.
And revealed my secret and opened the doors to comets
هواكlove for you سافرjourneyed فيthrough قلبيmy heart وفيand through قلميmy pen
هواك سافر في قلبي وفي قلمي
وأنبتand made grow الألقَradiance الأزديAzdi (of Azd) فيin أدبيmy writing
وأنبت الألقَ الأزدي في أدبي
Love for you journeyed through my heart and through my pen,
Your love traveled in my heart and in my pen
And made Azdi radiance blossom in my writing.
And grew refined rhetoric in my literature
فلنso will not يغيرنيchange me تاجيmy crown وأوسمتيand my medals
فلن يغيرني تاجي وأوسمتي
فأنتِfor you are أكبرgreater منthan تاجيmy crown ومنand than لقبيmy title
فأنتِ أكبر من تاجي ومن لقبي
So my crown and my medals will not change me,
So neither your crown nor your medals will change me
For you are greater than my crown and my title.
For you are greater than your crown and title to me
Sol 6.1