قَمَرٌ بِدَيْرِ الموصِلِ الأَعْلى
أَنا عَبْدُهُ وهَواهُ لي مَوْلى
A moon at the Monastery of Upper Mosul—
A moon at the Upper Monastery of Mosul.
I am his slave, and his love is my master.
I am his slave, and love for him is my master.
لَثَمَ الصَّليبَ فَقُلْتُ مِنْ حَسَدٍ
قُبَلُ الحَبيب فَمي بِها أَوْلى
He kissed the cross; in jealousy I said:
He kissed the cross, so I said out of envy:
“My mouth has a better claim to the beloved’s kisses.
“My mouth has a greater claim to the beloved’s kisses.
جُدْ لي بِإِحْداهُنَّ كَيْ يَحْيا بِها
قَلْبي فَحَبَّتُهُ عَلى المَقْلى
Bestow one of them on me, that it may revive
Grant me one of them, so it may revive
my heart, whose very core lies on the brazier.”
my heart, for its core lies on the frying pan.”
فَاحْمَر مِنْ خَجَلٍ وَكَمْ قَطَفَتْ
عَيْنَي شَقائِقَ وَجْنَةٍ خَجْلى
He reddened with shame—and how many times
Then he blushed with shyness—and how often have
have my eyes plucked anemones from a bashful cheek!
my eyes plucked anemones from a bashful cheek!
وثَكِلْتُ صَبْري عِنْدَ فرْقَتِهِ
فَعَرَفْتُ كَيْفَ تَحَرَّق الثَّكْلى
Bereft of patience when he departed,
And I was bereaved of my patience at his departure;
I learned how a bereaved mother burns.
so I learned how a bereaved mother burns with grief.
Sol 6.1