وَمُهَفهَفand slender الاِعطافlimbs سَيفthe sword لِحاظِهof his glances
وَمُهَفهَف الاِعطاف سَيف لِحاظِه
جُرحwounded القُلوبhearts وَماand not بَداemerged مِنfrom غَمدِهits sheath
جُرح القُلوب وَما بَدا مِن غَمدِه
And a slender-limbed beloved—the sword of his glances
has wounded hearts, though it has not left its sheath.
بَدرa full moon تَكامُلgrew perfect فيin سَماءthe sky جَمالِهof his beauty
بَدر تَكامُل في سَماء جَمالِه
وَتَهَلَّلَتand shone radiantly مِنهُfrom him كَواكِبَthe stars سَعدِهof his good fortune
وَتَهَلَّلَت مِنهُ كَواكِبَ سَعدِه
A full moon grown perfect in the sky of his beauty,
and from him the stars of his good fortune shone.
ذوpossessing غُرّةa radiant brow تَحكىresembling نَهارthe day وَصالهof union with him
ذو غُرّة تَحكى نَهار وَصاله
وَذُؤابَةand a tress تَحكيresembling لَيالِthe nights صَدّهof his rejection
وَذُؤابَة تَحكي لَيالِ صَدّه
He has a radiant brow like the day of union with him,
and a tress like the nights of his rejection.
قَمرa moon حجازيHijazi العُيونeyes مقرطقtunic-clad
قَمر حجازي العُيون مقرطق
أَردافهhis buttocks لعبتplayed بِطُرّةwith the fringe بندهof his sash
أَردافه لعبت بِطُرّة بنده
A moon with Hijazi eyes, clad in a short tunic,
his rounded hips toyed with the fringe of his sash.
رقمتinscribed مَحاسِنَهhis charms شُروطthe rules جَمالِهof his beauty
رقمت مَحاسِنَه شُروط جَمالِه
بِجبينهon his brow وَبصدغهand on his temple وبخدّهand on his cheek
بِجبينه وَبصدغه وبخدّه
The rules of his beauty have inscribed his charms
on his brow, on his temple, and on his cheek.
مازَحتُهI teased him يَوماone day عَلىon شرطthe terms الهَوىof love
مازَحتُه يَوما عَلى شرط الهَوى
فرناthen he gazed وَهزand swayed عَلَيّtoward me عادلwell-proportioned قَدّهhis figure
فرنا وَهز عَلَيّ عادل قَدّه
I teased him one day on love's terms;
then he gazed and swayed his well-proportioned figure toward me.
لاdo not تَعذِلونيreproach me وَاِعذُرونيand excuse me اِنَّنيindeed I
لا تَعذِلوني وَاِعذُروني اِنَّني
أَبدَيتI revealed ماwhat لَولاbut for الهَوىlove لَمnot أَبدهreveal it
أَبدَيت ما لَولا الهَوى لَم أَبده
Do not reproach me; excuse me, for I
revealed what, but for love, I would not have revealed.
أَبدَلتI exchanged فيهfor his sake تَنسكيmy piety بتهتكيfor my shameless abandon
أَبدَلت فيه تَنسكي بتهتكي
وَأَخذتand I took منfrom قَولthe words العَدوّof the enemy بِضدّهtheir opposite
وَأَخذت من قَول العَدوّ بِضدّه
For his sake I traded my piety for shameless abandon,
and did the opposite of what the enemy said.
سَمحgranted الزَمانTime لَناto us بِهhim يَوماone day فَماand not
سَمح الزَمان لَنا بِه يَوما فَما
تَركspared السُرورjoy بغيهits desire عَنfrom جهدهits utmost effort
تَرك السُرور بغيه عَن جهده
One day Time granted him to us, and no
effort did joy spare in pursuing its desire,
فيin مَجلسa gathering ماnot فيهin it منany عَيبflaw سِوىexcept
في مَجلس ما فيه من عَيب سِوى
نَمامthe telltale عارِضهof his cheek وَنفحةand the fragrance وردهof his rose
نَمام عارِضه وَنفحة ورده
in a gathering with no flaw except
the telltale down on his cheek and the fragrance of his rose.
وَالغُصنand the bough يَسجدprostrates itself لِلنَّسيمbefore the breeze وَيُنثَنيand bends
وَالغُصن يَسجد لِلنَّسيم وَيُنثَني
فيin مَرّةone turn شَوقاin longing اِلَيهِtoward him وَردّهand his response
في مَرّة شَوقا اِلَيهِ وَردّه
And the bough prostrates itself before the breeze and bends,
once, yearning for him and for his response.
وَتَناثَرَتand scattered أَزهارُهits blossoms لماwhen رَأىit saw
وَتَناثَرَت أَزهارُه لما رَأى
هذاthis الغَزالgazelle محجباveiled فيin بَردهhis cloak
هذا الغَزال محجبا في بَرده
And its blossoms scattered when it saw
this gazelle veiled in his cloak.
ياoh ماhow أَحيليsweet قَدّهhis figure لماwhen مَشىhe walked
يا ما أَحيلي قَدّه لما مَشى
فيin مَجلِسa gathering تيهاproudly وَجادand was generous بوعدهwith his promise
في مَجلِس تيها وَجاد بوعده
Oh, how sweet his figure was when he walked
in a gathering, proudly, and generously gave his promise.
وَدَناand he drew near وَأَتحَفَنيand gifted me وَأَطفَأand quenched لَوعَتيmy burning anguish
وَدَنا وَأَتحَفَني وَأَطفَأ لَوعَتي
وَشَفىand healed فُؤاديmy heart منof تلهفanguished longing بَعدهhis absence
وَشَفى فُؤادي من تلهف بَعده
And he drew near, gave me a gift, and quenched my anguish,
and healed my heart of yearning caused by his absence.
فَوَقَفتso I stood مُمتَثِلاobediently وَقلتand I said لَهto him اِحتَكِمcommand as you will
فَوَقَفت مُمتَثِلا وَقلت لَه اِحتَكِم
ياO سَيِّديmy lord حكمthe rule الاِميرof the prince بِجُندِهover his troops
يا سَيِّدي حكم الاِمير بِجُندِه
So I stood obediently and said to him: Command,
my lord, as a prince commands his troops.
أَفديهِI would ransom it بيwith myself مِنsuch a مَجلسgathering قَدindeed ضَمَّنيembraced me
أَفديهِ بي مِن مَجلس قَد ضَمَّني
مَعهwith him وَلَولاand but for ذاthis الرَشاyoung gazelle لَمnot أَفِدI come
مَعه وَلَولا ذا الرَشا لَم أَفِد
I would give my life for that gathering which brought me
together with him; but for this young gazelle, I would not have come.
لَمwhy لاnot أَهيمI go mad with love بِهfor him وَوَجنَتِهwhile his cheek حكتmirrored
لَم لا أَهيم بِه وَوَجنَتِه حكت
نيرانthe fires قَلبيof my heart حينَwhen هامَit went love-mad بوجدهin longing for him
نيران قَلبي حينَ هامَ بوجده
Why should I not be mad with love for him, when his cheek mirrored
the fires of my heart when it was lost in longing for him?
ياO عاذِليmy reproacher دَعنيleave me فَماfor ... not قَلبيmy heart مَعيwith me
يا عاذِلي دَعني فَما قَلبي مَعي
أَسلوهI forget him بَلrather فيunder حُكمهhis rule وَبيدّهand in his hand
أَسلوه بَل في حُكمه وَبيدّه
O my reproacher, leave me: my heart is not with me
to forget him; rather, it is under his rule and in his hand.
وَحَياتِهby his life وَحَياتِهby his life أَناI عَبدُهhis slave
وَحَياتِه وَحَياتِه أَنا عَبدُه
فَدَعوهُso let him يَفعَلdo ماwhatever يَشاءhe wishes بِعَبدِهwith his slave
فَدَعوهُ يَفعَل ما يَشاء بِعَبدِه
By his life, by his life, I am his slave;
so let him do whatever he wishes with his slave.
اِنيindeed I عَلىwith ماwhatever يَرتَضيهhe approves of it صابِرpatient
اِني عَلى ما يَرتَضيه صابِر
ماso long as لَمnot يَجرّعنيhe makes me drink مَرارَةthe bitterness فَقدِهof losing him
ما لَم يَجرّعني مَرارَة فَقدِه
I patiently endure whatever he deems fit,
so long as he does not make me drink the bitterness of losing him.
Sol 6.1