أقامتshe established بالتَّثنِّيby swaying فيin الغَلائِلthe fine robes
أقامت بالتَّثنِّي في الغَلائِل
علىof كلَفيmy infatuation بِقامتِهاwith her figure دَلائِلproofs
على كلَفي بِقامتِها دَلائِل
She stood there, swaying in her delicate robes;
Swaying in her fine robes, she furnished
her figure bore witness to my infatuation.
proofs of my infatuation with her figure.
وسلَّتand she drew مِنfrom لواحِظهاher glances حُساماًa keen sword
وسلَّت مِن لواحِظها حُساماً
عليهِupon it منfrom ذَوائِبِهاher tresses حَمائِلsword-belts
عليهِ من ذَوائِبِها حَمائِل
From her sidelong glances she drew a sword,
And from her glances she drew a keen sword,
with her tresses as the straps that bore it.
with her tresses for its sword-belts.
ممنَّعةٌwell-guarded منَamong الخَفراتِthe modest maidens تحميshe protects
ممنَّعةٌ منَ الخَفراتِ تحمي
حِماهاher sanctuary بالكتائبِwith the battalions والقَبائِلand the tribes
حِماها بالكتائبِ والقَبائِل
Fortified among modest maidens, she guards
Well-guarded among modest maidens, she protects
her sanctuary with battalions and tribes.
her sanctuary with battalions and tribes.
تقولُshe says إِذاwhen طلبتُI request الوصلَunion منهاfrom her
تقولُ إِذا طلبتُ الوصلَ منها
وماand there is no فيin قَتلِهاher killing العُشَّاقَthe lovers طائِلbenefit
وما في قَتلِها العُشَّاقَ طائِل
She says whenever I seek union with her—
She says, when I ask her for union—
though there is no gain in slaying lovers—
though she gains nothing by killing lovers—
عدمتَyou have lost العقلَreason ياO مغرورُdeluded one حتَّىto the point that
عدمتَ العقلَ يا مغرورُ حتَّى
ترومَyou seek العقلَblood-money مِنfrom مُقَلِthe eyes of العَقائِلthe noble maidens
ترومَ العقلَ مِن مُقَلِ العَقائِل
“May you be bereft of reason, deluded man, since
“You have lost your reason, deluded one, to the point
you seek reason in the eyes of noble ladies!”
of seeking blood-money from noble maidens’ eyes.”
يَميناًI swear ماnot الحمائمُthe doves حينwhen تشدُوthey sing
يَميناً ما الحمائمُ حين تشدُو
بشَجوٍwith sorrow فوقabove أغصانِbranches مَوائِلswaying
بشَجوٍ فوق أغصانِ مَوائِل
By my oath, neither the doves, when they sing
I swear: no doves, when they sing
mournfully upon swaying boughs,
plaintively above swaying branches,
فيجلُبُand so it brings نَوحُهاtheir lament للرُّوحِto the soul شَجواًsorrow
فيجلُبُ نَوحُها للرُّوحِ شَجواً
ويسلُبُand it takes away كلَّevery همِّcare كانَwas هائِلoverwhelming
ويسلُبُ كلَّ همِّ كانَ هائِل
their lament bringing sorrow to the soul
their lament bringing sorrow to the soul
and stealing away every dreadful care;
and dispelling every overwhelming care,
ولاnor قُضبُboughs الأراكِthe arak tree إذاwhen كستهاclothed them الthe
ولا قُضبُ الأراكِ إذا كستها ال
سَواريnight rains وهيَwhile they are عاريةُbare الخمائِلthe thickets
سَواري وهيَ عاريةُ الخمائِل
nor the arak boughs, when clothed by the—
nor arak boughs, when clothed by the
night-rain clouds, though bare of leafy mantles—
night rains, with their thickets bare,
بِأَعشقَmore impassioned مِنthan طَرائِقهاher musical styles غناءًin song
بِأَعشقَ مِن طَرائِقها غناءً
وأرشَقَand more graceful مِنthan معاطِفهاher curves شَمائِلin bearing
وأرشَقَ مِن معاطِفها شَمائِل
are more passion-stirring in song than her cadences,
are more impassioned in song than her melodies,
or more lithe in grace than the curves of her form.
or more graceful in bearing than her curves.
فديتُكَI would ransom you غُصنَbough قامتِهاher figure لوَif only انِّيthat I
فديتُكَ غُصنَ قامتِها لوَ انِّي
بظلِّكin your shade مِنfrom هجيرِthe scorching midday heat الهجرِseparation قائِلresting at noon
بظلِّك مِن هجيرِ الهجرِ قائِل
May I ransom you, bough of her figure, if only I
May I be your ransom, bough of her figure! If only I
might rest at noon in your shade from separation’s scorching heat.
could rest at noon in your shade from separation’s scorching heat!
وعصرُand the time of وصالِناour union والرَّبعُand the dwelling زاهٍradiant
وعصرُ وصالِنا والرَّبعُ زاهٍ
بصُحبتِناwith our companionship لوَif only انَّكَthat you غيرُnot زائِلfleeting
بصُحبتِنا لوَ انَّكَ غيرُ زائِل
O age of our union, and O dwelling made radiant
And, time of our union, when the dwelling shone
by our companionship—if only you had not passed away!
with our companionship—if only you were not fleeting!
أماindeed وخلاصِهاby her release مِنfrom أسرِthe captivity of وجدٍpassion
أما وخلاصِها مِن أسرِ وجدٍ
قديماًlong ago مدَّit laid ليfor me ولهاand for her حبائِلsnares
قديماً مدَّ لي ولها حبائِل
By her release from the captivity of a passion
Indeed, by her release from the captivity of passion
whose snares were stretched long ago for her and me:
that long ago laid snares for me and her,
لقدindeed كثُرتthey became many بحُسنِthrough the sweetness of العيشِlife فيهاin them
لقد كثُرت بحُسنِ العيشِ فيها
لناfor us تلكَthose الُّييلاتُthe brief nights القلائِلthe few
لنا تلكَ الُّييلاتُ القلائِل
through the sweetness of the life within them, they became many—
indeed, through the sweetness of life in them, they became many—
for us, those few, those little nights!
for us, those few brief nights—
إلىuntil أَنthat آضَbecame صَرفُthe vicissitudes of الدَّهرِtime ظُلماًunjustly
إلى أَن آضَ صَرفُ الدَّهرِ ظُلماً
عليناagainst us بانقطاعِby the severing of الوصلِunion صائِلan assailant
علينا بانقطاعِ الوصلِ صائِل
Until Time’s turn, in its injustice, became
until time’s vicissitudes turned unjustly
a barrier against us, cutting off union;
against us, assailing us by severing our union.
وأصبحَand it became بَينَbetween خُلَّةِthe friendship of أهلِthe people of وُدّيmy affection
وأصبحَ بَينَ خُلَّةِ أهلِ وُدّي
وبينيand between me بالسَّطاwith force والحولِand might حائِلa barrier
وبيني بالسَّطا والحولِ حائِل
and now between a beloved among those I cherish
And it stood between the friendship of those dear to me
and me stands a barrier of displeasure and change.
and me, a barrier of force and might.
أعادَit brought back بسلِّهِby its unsheathing سيفَthe sword of التَّعدِّيaggression
أعادَ بسلِّهِ سيفَ التَّعدِّي
عليَّupon me دموعَtears أجفانٍeyelids سَوائِلflowing
عليَّ دموعَ أجفانٍ سَوائِل
Drawn from its sheath, the sword of aggression brought back
Unsheathing the sword of aggression, it brought back
upon me the tears of ever-streaming eyelids.
upon me the streaming tears of my eyelids.
ألاah ياO دهرُTime مالَكَwhat ails you? تبتلينيyou afflict me
ألا يا دهرُ مالَكَ تبتليني
بأَحداثٍwith calamities أواخِرُهاtheir endings أوائِلbeginnings
بأَحداثٍ أواخِرُها أوائِل
O Time, what ails you, that you afflict me
Ah, Time, why do you afflict me
with calamities whose endings are beginnings?
with calamities whose endings are beginnings?
أَلمdid you not تعلمknow بأنيِّthat I am فيin أمانٍsafety
أَلم تعلم بأنيِّ في أمانٍ
منَfrom الَمِلكthe king الرَّحيمِthe merciful أبيAbu (father of) الفَضائِلthe virtues
منَ الَمِلك الرَّحيمِ أبي الفَضائِل
Do you not know that I am under the protection
Do you not know that I am under the protection
of the merciful King, the Father of Virtues?
of the merciful king, Abu al-Fada’il?
Sol 6.1