تَولُّهيmy infatuation بكَwith you شيءٌsomething عنكَfrom you غيرُnot خَفِيhidden
تَولُّهي بكَ شيءٌ عنكَ غيرُ خَفِي
فَراقبِso be mindful of اللهَGod فيin الهُجرانِshunning ليme وخَفِand fear
فَراقبِ اللهَ في الهُجرانِ لي وخَفِ
My infatuation with you is no secret to you.
Something other than you preoccupies me though it's obscure
So be mindful of God when you shun me, and fear Him.
So watch over God during estrangement for me and be wary
واعدلand turn away عنfrom الظلُّمinjustice واعدلِand be just فيtoward النفُّوسsouls ولاand do not
واعدل عن الظلُّم واعدلِ في النفُّوس ولا
تَجُرbe unjust علىtoward المُستهامِthe love-crazed one الُمغرمِthe enamored one الدنَّفِthe wasting, lovesick one
تَجُر على المُستهامِ الُمغرمِ الدنَّفِ
Turn away from injustice, deal justly with souls, and do not
And turn away from injustice and turn in souls and do not
Wrong the love-crazed, enamored, wasting lover.
Drag the infatuated, weak soul into blame
ياO راِئشاًone who feathers arrows أسهُماًarrows منfrom لحظِthe glance of ناظرهِhis eye
يا راِئشاً أسهُماً من لحظِ ناظرهِ
فَوِّقnock the arrows فغيرَfor other than فؤاديmy heart ليسَthere is not منany هدفِtarget
فَوِّق فغيرَ فؤادي ليسَ من هدفِ
O you who feather arrows from your eye's glance,
O you who glance arrows from your gaze
Nock them, for there is no target but my heart.
Aim upwards for my heart is no target
سُبحانَglory be to مُعطيكَthe One who gave you خصراًa waist غيرَnot مختصرٍshortening
سُبحانَ مُعطيكَ خصراً غيرَ مختصرٍ
ليfor me فيin العَذابtorment وعِطفاًand a flank غيرَnot مُنعطفِinclining
لي في العَذاب وعِطفاً غيرَ مُنعطفِ
Glory to Him who gave you a waist that does not shorten
Glory to the One who gave you a waist other than concise
My torment, and a flank that will not bend toward me.
For me there is torment and kindness other than gentle
إِنِّيindeed, I شكوتُcomplained لِتَرثيso you might pity ليme وترحَمَand have mercy on ماwhat
إِنِّي شكوتُ لِتَرثي لي وترحَمَ ما
ألقاهI suffer it منfrom وجديmy passion الُمضنيwasting ومنand from كلفيmy infatuation
ألقاه من وجدي الُمضني ومن كلفي
I complained so that you might pity me and have mercy on what
I complained for you to eulogize me and pity what
I suffer from my wasting passion and my infatuation.
My burning, agonizing passion and my endeavor brought me
يردُّنيsends me back آيساًdespairing منof ذاكَthat عارضُكَyour cheek-down الthe (article fragment)
يردُّني آيساً من ذاكَ عارضُكَ ال
لامِيُّlām-shaped والمنثنيand the curved part منof قدِّكَyour stature الأَلفِalif-like
لامِيُّ والمنثني من قدِّكَ الأَلفِ
Your cheek-down sends me back despairing of that—
Hopeless your aversion sends me back
Lām-shaped—together with the curve of your alif-like figure.
Not reprimanding nor the thousand-folded bend of your neck
أَحبابناour loved ones بنَواحيin the districts of الغُوطتينِthe two Ghoutas سقَىmay water
أَحبابنا بنَواحي الغُوطتينِ سقَى
ربُوعَكمyour dwellings وابلٌa downpour منof دمعيَmy tears الذَّرفِstreaming
ربُوعَكم وابلٌ من دمعيَ الذَّرفِ
Our loved ones in the districts of the two Ghoutas, may
Our loved ones in Al-Ghoutah's plains were watered
A downpour of my streaming tears water your dwellings.
By showers of my streaming tears
قدindeed كنتُI used to قبلَbefore النَّوىseparation أشكوcomplain of الصُّدودshunning فَواso, alas!
قد كنتُ قبلَ النَّوى أشكو الصُّدود فَوا
لَهفيmy anguished longing علىfor الصَّدshunning يوميmy day ذاthis وياand O أسَفيmy sorrow
لَهفي على الصَّد يومي ذا ويا أسَفي
Before separation, I used to complain of your shunning—oh,
I used to complain before vowing of being spurned so alas
How I long for that shunning today, and how I grieve!
My fervor for being spurned daily oh what a pity
جادتكِmay it drench you ياO ساحتَيthe two courtyards of جيرونَJayrun ساريةٌa night-traveling raincloud
جادتكِ يا ساحتَي جيرونَ ساريةٌ
منfrom among السَّواريthe night-traveling rainclouds الثَّقالِheavy الوُكَّفِcopiously pouring الوطُفِdense and low-hanging
من السَّواري الثَّقالِ الوُكَّفِ الوطُفِ
May a night-traveling raincloud drench you, O two courtyards of Jayrun,
Your open space, my field, caravans pass by
From among the heavy, streaming, low-hanging night-clouds.
Of heavily laden camels, kneepads and howdahs
ولاand may not تعدَّاكَpass you by ياO باناسُBanas مُنهمرٌa downpour
ولا تعدَّاكَ يا باناسُ مُنهمرٌ
يَهميstreams down علىover القصرِal-Qasr (the palace) وand الميدانِal-Maydan (the square) والشَّرفِand al-Sharaf (the heights)
يَهمي على القصرِ و الميدانِ والشَّرفِ
And may no downpour pass you by, O Banas,
And none surpasses you, oh Banaas, torrential downpour
Streaming over al-Qasr, al-Maydan, and al-Sharaf.
Raging upon the palace, the square and the overlook
ملاpleasure grounds (first fragment) عبٌpleasure grounds (final fragment) كمhow many بهاin them منof شادِنa young gazelle غنِجٍcoquettish
ملا عبٌ كم بها من شادِن غنِجٍ
حُلوِsweet الشَّمائلِmanners معسولِhoneyed اللَّمىdarkness of the lips تَرفِdelicate; pampered
حُلوِ الشَّمائلِ معسولِ اللَّمى تَرفِ
Pleasure grounds—how many a coquettish young gazelle they hold,
With servants, how many gentle, smiling, sweet
Sweet in manners, with honeyed dusky lips, delicate,
Of traits, refined of gestures, gentle souls
مُحجَّبٍveiled بالتَّجنِّيby unfounded reproach والدَّلالِand coyness رَخِيgentle-voiced (first fragment)
مُحجَّبٍ بالتَّجنِّي والدَّلالِ رَخِي
مِgentle-voiced (final fragment) اللَّفظِspeech أحورَdark-eyed مطبوعٍdisposed by nature علىto صلفِhaughtiness
مِ اللَّفظِ أحورَ مطبوعٍ على صلفِ
Veiled by unfounded reproach and coyness, gentle
Veiled in coquetry and flirtation, soft
In speech, dark-eyed, and haughty by nature.
Of speech, prettiest, of natural charm
لخدِّهِto his cheek belongs كلُّall ماthat which بالوردِin the rose منof ضرجٍcrimson redness
لخدِّهِ كلُّ ما بالوردِ من ضرجٍ
وقدِّهِand his stature كلُّall ماthat which بالبانِin the bān tree منof هيفِslenderness
وقدِّهِ كلُّ ما بالبانِ من هيفِ
His cheek has all the rose's crimson flush,
His cheek all the roses' blush
And his figure all the bān tree's slender grace.
His neck all the myrtle's bend
Sol 6.1