نازعتُI wrestled with صوتيmy voice غِيلةًby stealth كيso that أرفعَهْI raise it
نازعتُ صوتي غِيلةً كي أرفعَهْ
وشربتُand I drank صمتيmy silence فيin تفاصيلdetails الدَّعهْrepose
وشربتُ صمتي في تفاصيل الدَّعهْ
I wrestled with my voice by stealth to raise it.
I struggled to raise my voice
And I drank my silence in the details of repose.
And drank in my silence amidst trivial chatter
وعلىand on جدارِthe wall الصبرpatience أبدوI appear لوحةًa painting
وعلى جدارِ الصبر أبدو لوحةً
ألوانهاits colors سالتflowed علىover ليليmy night مَعهْwith it
ألوانها سالت على ليلي مَعهْ
And on the wall of patience, I appear as a painting.
On the wall of patience I appear as a painting
Its colors flowed over my night with it.
Whose colors flowed onto my dark night
فَبرغمِyet despite ماwhatever جرَّدتُهُI stripped it منof فــكرةٍan idea
فَبرغمِ ما جرَّدتُهُ من فــكرةٍ
وبرغمand despite أنَّthat شغافthe innermost heart فنّيmy art مُولعهْimpassioned
وبرغم أنَّ شغاف فنّي مُولعهْ
Yet despite whatever idea I stripped it of,
Despite what I have stripped of ideas
And although my art's innermost heart is impassioned,
And despite my enthusiasm for art
يرتادنيvisits me الورعpiety النجيبُnoble بنزعةٍwith an urge
يرتادني الورع النجيبُ بنزعةٍ
نحوtoward التجليّrevelation عنaway from ركامrubble المعمعهْtumult
نحو التجليّ عن ركام المعمعهْ
Noble piety visits me with an urge
Noble devotion comes over me
Toward revelation, away from the rubble of tumult.
Toward revealing beyond pretentious glitter
ليfor me فيin القصائدِthe poems ألفa thousand حرفٍa letter جامحٍunruly
لي في القصائدِ ألف حرفٍ جامحٍ
لاno نهجpath فيهاin them كيso that تفيءَreturn وand تتبـعهْfollow it
لا نهج فيها كي تفيءَ و تتبـعهْ
In the poems I have a thousand unruly letters.
In my poems are a thousand raging letters
There is no path in them to return to and follow.
With no method to shelter and follow them
فصلٌa season يلوّحُwaves للفصولto the seasons مغادرًاdeparting
فصلٌ يلوّحُ للفصول مغادرًا
وعلىand along مدارthe orbit الأرضthe earth تبقىremain أربعهْfour
وعلى مدار الأرض تبقى أربعهْ
A season waves to the seasons as it departs,
A season waves farewell to seasons
And along the earth's orbit, four remain.
While four remain across the earth’s orbit
كمhow many ثائرٍa rebel تهوىlove البيادرthe threshing floors وقعهُhis tread
كم ثائرٍ تهوى البيادر وقعهُ
تشدوsings لهto him طربًاin delight غلالgrain الصومعهْthe silo
تشدو له طربًا غلال الصومعهْ
How many a rebel's tread the threshing floors adore!
How many rebels the beads would please
The silo's grain sings to him in delight.
Singing for them the robes of monks
للبذلِfor giving ؛ أفعالdeeds تبددdisperse شمسهُits sun
للبذلِ ؛ أفعال تبدد شمسهُ
ماضٍpast وأمرٌand a command حاضرٌpresent: ماأبدعَهhow wondrous it is! !
ماضٍ وأمرٌ حاضرٌ: ماأبدعَه !
Giving has deeds that disperse its sun:
For generosity; deeds that dispel its sun
Past and a present command—how wondrous it is!
Past, present: how remarkable!
حاورتهاI conversed with her لغةَlanguage الشعورِof feeling: تحنَّنتI grew tender
حاورتها لغةَ الشعورِ: تحنَّنت
لكنهــاbut she نَبَسَتuttered بثغريthrough my lips مُسرعهْin haste
لكنهــا نَبَسَت بثغري مُسرعهْ
I conversed with her, the language of feeling, and grew tender.
I conversed with her in the language of passion: she softened
But she spoke through my lips in haste.
But froze upon my lips in haste
ياليتهاoh, if only she تدريknows بأنَّthat :مدامعيْmy tear ducts
ياليتها تدري بأنَّ :مدامعيْ
نضحتoozed بهاwith her والحزنُand sorrow يبسطُspreads أذرعهْits arms
نضحت بها والحزنُ يبسطُ أذرعهْ
Oh, if only she knew that my tear ducts
If only she knew: my tears
Had oozed with her while sorrow spreads its arms.
Poured with it while sorrow stretches its limbs
الروحthe soul تُبديreveals لفظهـــاits utterance بملامةٍwith reproach
الروح تُبدي لفظهـــا بملامةٍ
والعينand the eye تنأىkeeps away عنfrom دروبpaths الضعضعهْweakness
والعين تنأى عن دروب الضعضعهْ
The soul reveals its utterance with reproach,
The soul expresses her word with blame
And the eye keeps away from the paths of weakness.
While the eye avoids paths of frailty
والفصلand the divide مابينbetween الفضاءthe expanse وحيرتيand my bewilderment
والفصل مابين الفضاء وحيرتي
قولٌan utterance نبيلٌnoble يستفزُّprovokes الزعزعــــهْupheaval !
قولٌ نبيلٌ يستفزُّ الزعزعــــهْ !
And the divide between the expanse and my bewilderment
And the difference between my confusion and space
Is a noble utterance that provokes upheaval!
Is a noble saying that provokes shaking!
Sol 6.1