دمremain سالماًunharmed منfrom روعةthe terror البرحاءgrievous suffering
دم سالماً من روعة البرحاء
ياO بلبلnightingale الفصحاءthe eloquent والبلغاءand the masters of rhetoric
يا بلبل الفصحاء والبلغاء
Remain safe from the terror of grievous suffering,
Greetings of peace from the magnificence of open country,
O nightingale of the eloquent and the masters of rhetoric.
O nightingale of eloquence and rhetoric,
وارفلand walk proudly بديباجin brocade السرورjoy وخلنيand leave me
وارفل بديباج السرور وخلني
متكفناًshrouded بكآبتيin my melancholy وشقائيand my misery
متكفناً بكآبتي وشقائي
And walk proudly in the brocade of joy, and leave me
Delight me with the brocade of joy and leave me
Shrouded in my melancholy and my misery.
Shrouded in my sorrow and misery,
أفأستنيرshall I then draw light منfrom الكؤوسthe cups بكوكبٍthrough a star
أفأستنير من الكؤوس بكوكبٍ
ومنand from المهاthe oryx بغزالةٍthrough a gazelle لمياءdark-lipped
ومن المها بغزالةٍ لمياء
Shall I, then, draw light from a star among the cups,
Shall I be illuminated by stars in cups
And from a dark-lipped gazelle among the oryx,
And by a doe's glance at the watering place?
وأناwhile I الذيthe one whom شالraised الزمانtime وحطand lowered بيwith me
وأنا الذي شال الزمان وحط بي
حتىuntil عدمتI lost جواهريmy jewels وضيائيand my radiance
حتى عدمت جواهري وضيائي
While I am he whom time has raised and cast down,
When time has burdened me and unloaded on me
Until I lost my jewels and my radiance?
Until my jewels and glory were lost,
أفبعدis it then after إبرهيمIbrahim تُحمَدis praised صحبتيmy company
أفبعد إبرهيم تُحمَد صحبتي
أوor بعدafter ليلىLayla تُشتَهىis desired نجوائيmy intimate talk
أو بعد ليلى تُشتَهى نجوائي
Can my company, then, be praised after Ibrahim,
After Abraham shall my company be praised
Or, after Layla, can my intimate talk be desired?
Or after Layla shall my confidences be desired?
ماتhas died السرورjoy فليسso it does not ينشرrise again بعدafter مخ‘she who puts to shame’ (first fragment)
مات السرور فليس ينشر بعد مخ
جلة‘she who puts to shame’ (final fragment) البدورthe full moons وسيدand the lord الكرماءthe generous
جلة البدور وسيد الكرماء
Joy has died; it will not rise again after her who
Joy is dead, so a heart cannot be gladdened again
Puts the full moons to shame, and the lord of the generous.
With the finest of steeds and most generous of men,
لاno عطرperfume بعدafter عروسʿArūs قدindeed برحdeparted الصفاserenity
لا عطر بعد عروس قد برح الصفا
ومحىand erased العبوسfrowning البشرcheerfulness ياO مولائيmy lord
ومحى العبوس البشر يا مولائي
No perfume after ʿArūs; serenity has departed,
No fragrance remains after the bride has fled,
And frowning has erased cheerfulness, O my lord.
Gloom has erased mankind, O my Master!
Sol 6.1