حَشَوْاthey filled بفراقهمthrough their parting ناراًfire حَشَاهُhis breast
حَشَوْا بفراقهم ناراً حَشَاهُ
فأخلَوْاso they emptied مُقْلَتَيْهِhis two eyes منof كَراهُhis sleep
فأخلَوْا مُقْلَتَيْهِ من كَراهُ
Through their parting, they filled his breast with fire,
And emptied his eyes of sleep.
لعلّmay البينَseparation أنthat يُبْلَىbe afflicted ببينٍwith separation
لعلّ البينَ أن يُبْلَى ببينٍ
فماfor there is no للعاشقينfor lovers ضنىًwasting sickness سواهother than it
فما للعاشقين ضنىً سواه
May parting itself be afflicted with parting,
For lovers have no wasting sickness other than it.
حبيبٌa beloved وصلُهunion with him للبينfor separation وقْفٌheld in trust
حبيبٌ وصلُه للبين وقْفٌ
ولىand mine is فيضُa flood الدّموعof tears علىover نَواهhis departure
ولى فيضُ الدّموع على نَواه
A beloved whose union is held in trust for parting,
And mine is a flood of tears over his departure.
براهfashioned him اللهGod منfrom نُورٍlight وماءٍand water
براه الله من نُورٍ وماءٍ
فلولاso, but for ثوبُهhis robe انحلّتwould come undone قُواهُhis strength
فلولا ثوبُه انحلّت قُواهُ
God fashioned him from light and water;
But for his robe, his frame would come undone.
تَعيبputs to shame الوَرْدَroses حمرةُthe redness وجنتيْهof his two cheeks
تَعيب الوَرْدَ حمرةُ وجنتيْه
وتلعَبand toy بالقرائحwith poetic imaginations مُقلتاهhis two eyes
وتلعَب بالقرائح مُقلتاه
The blush of his cheeks puts roses to shame,
And his eyes toy with poets' imaginations.
تَبَسَّمhe smiled عنrevealing حَصَىpebbles بَرَدٍof hail ولكنand yet
تَبَسَّم عن حَصَى بَرَدٍ ولكن
جنيتُI gathered الجمرembers صرفاًunmixed منfrom جَناهhis fruit
جنيتُ الجمر صرفاً من جَناه
He smiled, revealing pebbles of hail, and yet
I gathered pure embers from his fruit.
يغيِّرنيchanges me ويُبلينيand wears me down التّنائيbeing far apart
يغيِّرني ويُبليني التّنائي
وليسand does not يَحولdepart عنfrom قلبيmy heart هواهlove for him
وليس يَحول عن قلبي هواه
Distance changes me and wears me down,
Yet my love for him does not leave my heart.
ومنand because of طولthe prolonging المَواعدof promises ليسis not سُؤْليmy wish
ومن طول المَواعد ليس سُؤْلي
وحظّيand my share منهfrom him إلاّexcept أنthat أراهI see him
وحظّي منه إلاّ أن أراه
And with promises drawn out so long, I seek nothing,
And gain nothing from him but the sight of him.
Sol 6.1