أَمَعلَمُهاis her abode بَينَbetween العَذيبِal-ʿUdhayb وَبارِقِand Bāriq
أَمَعلَمُها بَينَ العَذيبِ وَبارِقِ
تَغَزَّلتُI sang love-verses مِنamong غَزلانِهِits gazelles بِالحَقائِقِof truths
تَغَزَّلتُ مِن غَزلانِهِ بِالحَقائِقِ
Is her abode between al-ʿUdhayb and Bāriq?
Do I know her between Al-Adheeb and its lightening?
I sang love-verses of truths among its gazelles.
I became infatuated with her from her gazelle-like eyes and truths
فَدَيتُكَI would ransom you رَبعاًan abode قَدalready تَرَحَّلَdeparted آلَهُits people
فَدَيتُكَ رَبعاً قَد تَرَحَّلَ آلَهُ
بِكُلِّwith every إِمامٍleader لِلمَآثِرِin noble deeds سابِقِforemost
بِكُلِّ إِمامٍ لِلمَآثِرِ سابِقِ
I would ransom you, dwelling whose people have departed,
I sacrifice myself for an abode that its God has moved on
with every leader foremost in noble deeds.
With every imam preceding in glorious deeds
عَفاwas effaced وَخَلَتand became empty مِنهُfrom it المَنازِلُthe dwellings بَعدَafter ماthat
عَفا وَخَلَت مِنهُ المَنازِلُ بَعدَ ما
لَقَدindeed كانَit had been زَيناًan ornament لِلنُهىto minds وَالمَناطِقِand speech
لَقَد كانَ زَيناً لِلنُهى وَالمَناطِقِ
It was effaced, and its dwellings lay empty, after
It excused and its dwellings became vacant after they
it had indeed been an ornament to minds and speech.
Were decorations of integrity and logic
وَأَقوىand lay deserted وَأَقوىand the strongest ماwhat حَوىit held مِنof مَعاقِلٍstrongholds
وَأَقوى وَأَقوى ما حَوى مِن مَعاقِلٍ
أَناخَتencamped عَلَيهِupon it عادِياتُraiding hosts of البَوائِقِcalamities
أَناخَت عَلَيهِ عادِياتُ البَوائِقِ
And it lay deserted; the strongest of the fortresses it held—
And the strongest and strongest of what it contained of fortresses
the raiding hosts of calamity encamped upon it.
Wild cows mooing anchored upon it
وَأَجدَبَand grew barren بَعدَafter الخَصبِabundance إِذwhen كانَit was زاهِراًflourishing
وَأَجدَبَ بَعدَ الخَصبِ إِذ كانَ زاهِراً
بِكُلِّwith every كِتابٍbook لِلفَوائِدِwith useful knowledge واسِقِladen
بِكُلِّ كِتابٍ لِلفَوائِدِ واسِقِ
And it grew barren after abundance, having once flourished
And it became barren after being fertile when it was flowering
with every book laden with useful knowledge.
With every consistent and useful book
سَلامٌpeace عَلىupon تِلكَthose الرُبوعِabodes فَإِنَّهاfor they are
سَلامٌ عَلى تِلكَ الرُبوعِ فَإِنَّها
رِياضُgardens of المَعاليnoble attainments وَالمَعانيand meanings الدَقائِقِsubtle
رِياضُ المَعالي وَالمَعاني الدَقائِقِ
Peace upon those abodes, for they are
Peace be upon those meadows, for they are
gardens of noble attainments and subtle meanings.
Gardens of sublime meanings and subtle significances
لَكُمfor you قَدindeed حَوَتheld تِلكَthose الخِيامُtents عَقائِلاًnoble ladies
لَكُم قَد حَوَت تِلكَ الخِيامُ عَقائِلاً
يُضيءُshines سَناهاtheir radiance مِنfrom خِلالِthe openings of السِرادِقِthe tent enclosure
يُضيءُ سَناها مِن خِلالِ السِرادِقِ
For you, those tents have sheltered noble ladies,
For you, those tents contained families
whose radiance shines through the pavilion's curtains.
Whose radiance shines through the curtains
رَواشِقُshooters at قَلبيmy heart عَنfrom قِسِيِّthe bows of جُفونِهاtheir eyelids
رَواشِقُ قَلبي عَن قِسِيِّ جُفونِها
أَلاlo بِارَكَmay bless الباريthe Creator بِتِلكَupon those الرَواشِقِarchers
أَلا بِارَكَ الباري بِتِلكَ الرَواشِقِ
They shoot at my heart from the bows of their eyelids;
My heart's yearning from the hardness of their eyelids
ah, may the Creator bless those archers!
Isn't it that the Creator has blessed those yearnings?
تُبيحُdisclose لَناto us أَلحاظُهاtheir glances حَيثُماwherever رَنَتthey gazed
تُبيحُ لَنا أَلحاظُها حَيثُما رَنَت
بِسِحرِthrough the magic of بَيانٍeloquence صادِقٍtruthful كُلَّevery صادِقِtrue thing
بِسِحرِ بَيانٍ صادِقٍ كُلَّ صادِقِ
Their glances disclose to us, wherever they turn,
Their glances permit for us wherever they chime
through the magic of truthful eloquence, all that is true.
With sincere, truthful magic every truthful one
وَإِنand if خَطَرَتthey swayed سَكرىintoxicated فَمِنthen from كُلِّeverything رائِقٍexquisite
وَإِن خَطَرَت سَكرى فَمِن كُلِّ رائِقٍ
مِنَin اللَفظِwording وَالمَعنىand meaning وَمِنand from كُلِّeverything شائِقِenchanting
مِنَ اللَفظِ وَالمَعنى وَمِن كُلِّ شائِقِ
And if they sway in drunkenness, it is from all that is exquisite
And if intoxication crossed my mind, it is from every gentle
in word and meaning, and from all that enchants.
Of diction, meaning and everything provocative
لَقَدindeed أَطَلَعَتbrought forth مِنfrom تَحتِbeneath لَيلٍa night فُروعُهاtheir tresses
لَقَد أَطَلَعَت مِن تَحتِ لَيلٍ فُروعُها
هِلالَthe crescent of مُحَيّاهاtheir faces بِأَسنىat the brightest of المَشارِقِeastern horizons
هِلالَ مُحَيّاها بِأَسنى المَشارِقِ
Indeed, their tresses have brought forth from beneath a night
Their branches certainly emerged from beneath a night
the crescent of their faces at the brightest of eastern horizons.
Crescent of their smiles with the rising of the east
فَلَيلٌso night وَبَدرٌand a full moon عِندَهاin them ماnot هُماthey both سِوىother than
فَلَيلٌ وَبَدرٌ عِندَها ما هُما سِوى
سَوادِblackness of مِدادٍink فيin بَياضِwhiteness of مَهارِقِwriting sheets
سَوادِ مِدادٍ في بَياضِ مَهارِقِ
So, in them, night and a full moon are nothing but
So for them night and full moon are nothing but
the blackness of ink on the whiteness of writing sheets.
Ink blackness in the whiteness of oriental brilliance
بِروحيwith my soul هاتيكَthose الثَناياfront teeth فَإِنَّهاfor they
بِروحي هاتيكَ الثَنايا فَإِنَّها
زَهَتblossomed فيin رِياضِgardens of الفَضلِexcellence زَهوَthe blossoming of الشَقائِقِanemones
زَهَت في رِياضِ الفَضلِ زَهوَ الشَقائِقِ
I would ransom those teeth with my soul, for they
By my soul, those curves, for they have blossomed
blossomed in the gardens of excellence as anemones blossom.
In the gardens of virtue, blossoming of anemones
أَتَلحونَنيdo you reproach me ياO أَيُّهاyou الناسُpeople وَيَحكُمُwoe to you
أَتَلحونَني يا أَيُّها الناسُ وَيَحكُمُ
عَلىfor الحُبِّlove ماnot أَنتُمyou لَهُto it بِالعَوائِقِhindrances at all
عَلى الحُبِّ ما أَنتُم لَهُ بِالعَوائِقِ
Do you reproach me, O people—woe to you—
Do you force me, O people, while you are not
for love? You are no hindrance to it.
Barriers for love over me?
Sol 6.1