حَنَنْتُ إِلَى العَهْدِ كَانَ فَانْقَضَ
فَهَا أَنَا فِي الظَّلْمَاءِ أَلْتَمِسُ الصُّبْحَا
I yearned for the days that were and then passed away.
And here I am in darkness, seeking dawn.
حَرِيقٌُ بِنَارِ القَلْبِ لاَ أُجْملُ الأَسَى
غَرِيقٌ بِيَاءِ الدَّمْعِ لاَ أُحْسِنُ السَّبحا
Scorched by the heart’s fire, I do not beautify my sorrow.
Drowning in the water of tears, I do not know how to swim.
حُجِبْتَ فَمَالِي فِي لِقَائِكَ حِلَةٌ
عَلَى أَنَّنِي أَظْمَأْ لِحُبِّكَ لَوْ أَصْحَا
You are veiled; I have no means of meeting you.
Yet, if I were to sober, I would thirst for your love.
حَشَاىَ وَأَجْفَانِي لَهِيبٌ وَأَدْمُعُ
فَآوِنَةً سَحَاً وآوِنَةً لَفْحَا
My heart and my eyelids are flame and tears—
so now a downpour, and now scorching heat.
حَلاَ ليِّ ذِكْرُ الحُبِّ حَتَّى اخْتَبَرْتَهُ
فَأَلفَيْتُ أَنَّ الجِدَّ لاَ يَشْبِهُ المَزْحَا
The mention of love was sweet to me until I experienced it.
Then I found that earnestness is nothing like jest.
حَبِيبٌ هَجَرْتُ الخَلْقَ طَوْعاً لِحُبِّهِ
وَمِنَ أَجْلِهِ أَضْرَبْتُ عَنْ ذِكْرِهِمْ صَفْحَا
A beloved for whose love I willingly forsook creation;
and for his sake I turned away from remembering them.
حَتَمْتُ عَلى قَلْبِي مَرَاقِبَ بَابِهِ
عَسَى مُغْلِقُ الأَبْوَابِ يُعْقِبُهَا فَتْحَا
I decreed that my heart keep watch at his gate;
perhaps he who shuts the doors will follow their closing with an opening.
حُسِدْتُ عَلى دَمْعٍِ عَلَيْكَ أَرَقْتُهُ
وَذَاكَ لأَنَّ الحُبَّ بِالسِّحِّ قَدْ صَحَّا
I was envied for the tears I shed over you,
and that is because love has been proved true by their outpouring.
حَنَانَيْكَ لَيْسَ الصَّبْرُ عَنْكَ بِمُمْكِنٍ
فإِنْ لَمْ أَنَلْ مِنْكَ المَحَبَّةَ فَالصَّفْحَا
I beg your mercy: I cannot endure being apart from you.
So if I win no love from you, then grant me pardon.
حَرَامٌ عَلَى العِيدَيْنِ طَرْفِي وَمَسْمَعِي
لأَنَّكَ يَا مَوْلاَيَ فِطْرِيَ والأَضْحَا
My gaze and my hearing are forbidden to the two Eids,
for you, O my master, are my Eid al-Fitr and Eid al-Adha.
Sol 6.1