لَمِنْ خِيَمٍ تَلُوحُ بِذي طَلوُحِ
تَضَوَّعَ نَشْرُ قَيْصُومٍ وَشِيحِ
Whose tents gleam at Dhu Taluh?
The fragrance of yarrow and wormwood wafts forth.
دِيَارٌ بِالعَوَاصِمِ ذَاتُ سَفْحٍ
لِسَلْمَى دَائِمِ الدَّمْعِ السَّفُوحِ
Dwellings in al-Awasim, upon a slope,
Salma's—with tears forever streaming.
تَبَسَّمَ ثَغْرُهَا واللَّيْلُ دَاجٍ
فَنَبَّهَتِ النَّدَامَى لِلصَّبُوحِ
Her mouth smiled while the night was dark,
So she roused the drinking companions for the morning draught.
وَكَيْفَ بَقَاءُ لَيْلٍ مَعْ نَهَارٍ
ولاَ سِيماَ لِذِ النَّظَر الصَّحِيحِ
And how can night endure alongside day,
Especially for one with clear sight?
أَيّا لَدْنَ القَوامِ أَعِدْ لِجِسْمِي
بِكَاسِكَ يَا فَدَتٍْكَ النَّفْسُ رُوحي
O supple-figured one, restore to my body
With your cup—O may my soul ransom you!—my spirit.
فَإِنَّ بِهَا حَيَاتِي بَعْدَ مَوْتِي
لِهَذَا لُقِّبَتْ بِدَمِ المَسَيحِ
For through it comes my life after my death;
For this reason it was called the blood of the Messiah.
أَلَسْتَ تَرَى الحَمَائِمَ قَدْ تَغَنَّتْ
بِلَحْنٍ مُعْجَمِ المَعْنى فَصِيحِ
Do you not see that the doves have sung
In a melody obscure in meaning, yet eloquent?
تُذكِّرُك الصَّبابَةَ والتَّصَابِي
وَتنْسَخُ حُكْمَ تَوْبَتِكَ النَّصُوحِ
They remind you of ardent longing and youthful dalliance,
And annul the decree of your sincere repentance.
Sol 6.1