ماnot هاجتِstirred الذكرىmemory شجونَsorrows شبابيmy youth
ما هاجتِ الذكرى شجونَ شبابي
إلاexcept أمامbefore شبابكَyour youth المتصابيgiven to youthful dalliance
إلا أمام شبابكَ المتصابي
Memory never stirred the sorrows of my youth
Memories did not stir my youthful yearnings
except before your youth, given to dalliance.
Except before your blooming youth.
ياO حاملاًbearer of همَّthe sorrow of الهوىlove وعذابهand its torment
يا حاملاً همَّ الهوى وعذابه
لاmay you not ذُقتَyou taste هميmy sorrow فيin الهوىlove وعذابيand my torment
لا ذُقتَ همي في الهوى وعذابي
O bearer of love's sorrow and torment,
O you who carry the concerns of passion and its torment!
may you never taste my sorrow in love and my torment.
You have not tasted my passion and its agony.
لكَfor you عبرةٌa lesson بيin me لوif فقهتyou understood صبابتيmy ardent longing
لكَ عبرةٌ بي لو فقهت صبابتي
ودرستَand you studied فيin عهدِthe days of الغرامlove كتابيmy book
ودرستَ في عهدِ الغرام كتابي
There is a lesson for you in me, if you understood my longing
If only you understood my youth,
and studied my book in the days of love.
And studied the book of love in the days of infatuation!
هوit شرُّthe worst ماwhat كتبَwrote الشبابُyouth وخيرُand the best ماwhat
هو شرُّ ما كتبَ الشبابُ وخيرُ ما
يلقيهhe presents it أستاذٌa teacher علىto طلابstudents
يلقيه أستاذٌ على طلاب
It is the worst that youth has written, and the best that
It is the worst that youth has written, and the best
a teacher presents to students.
That a teacher imposes on his students.
هوit روعةُthe terror الأهواءِthe passions فيin سكراتهاtheir drunken throes
هو روعةُ الأهواءِ في سكراتها
وقرارةُand the depths الاهوالِthe horrors فيin الألبابminds
وقرارةُ الاهوالِ في الألباب
It is the terror of passions in their drunken throes,
It is the intoxication of passions in their tipsiness,
and the depths of horrors in minds.
And the bitterness of terrors in minds.
هوit معرِضُthe exhibition الشيطانِthe devil شيطانthe devil of الهوىlove
هو معرِضُ الشيطانِ شيطان الهوى
لغضاضةٍof humiliation ومضاضةٍand bitterness وتبابand ruin
لغضاضةٍ ومضاضةٍ وتباب
It is the devil's exhibition—the devil of love—
It is the devil's turning away from the devil of love
of humiliation, bitterness, and ruin.
Out of disgust, annoyance, and fatigue.
ألقيتI cast فيهinto it شوارديmy wandering verses غصصاًchoking griefs علىupon
ألقيت فيه شواردي غصصاً على
غصصٍchoking griefs واوصاباًand sicknesses علىupon أوصابِsicknesses
غصصٍ واوصاباً على أوصابِ
Into it I cast my wandering verses, choking grief upon
Into it I cast my thoughts helter-skelter
choking grief, and sickness upon sickness.
Upon helter-skelter, and knots upon knots.
زفراتُsighs صدرٍa breast لوif بثثتI sent forth بهاwith them إلىto
زفراتُ صدرٍ لو بثثت بها إلى
فلكthe celestial sphere الدجىnight's darkness أطفأتُI would extinguish كلevery شهابshooting star
فلك الدجى أطفأتُ كل شهاب
Sighs from a breast: had I breathed them up to
The sighs of a breast which, had I uttered into
the vault of night, I would have quenched every shooting star.
The night sky, would have extinguished every star.
ولوand if انthat ليلىLayla انشدتrecited مجنونهاher Majnun
ولو ان ليلى انشدت مجنونها
شعريmy poetry لثابhe would return إلىto هدىًguidance وصوابِand good sense
شعري لثاب إلى هدىً وصوابِ
And had Layla recited to her Majnun
Had I recited my poetry to Layla's Madman,
my poetry, he would have returned to guidance and good sense.
He would have returned to reason and propriety.
ولكانand he would يُعرضُturn away عنfrom هواهاlove for her خائفاًafraid
ولكان يُعرضُ عن هواها خائفاً
أنthat يبتلىhe be afflicted منهthrough it بمثلwith the like of مصابيmy affliction
أن يبتلى منه بمثل مصابي
And he would have turned away from loving her, afraid
He would have turned away from his passion, fearing
of being afflicted through it with a calamity like mine.
To be afflicted with the likes of my torment.
قدindeed ذاقَtasted قيسٌQays منfrom هواهhis love صبابةًardent longing
قد ذاقَ قيسٌ من هواه صبابةً
وشربتُand I drank اكواباًcups علىupon أكوابِcups
وشربتُ اكواباً على أكوابِ
Qays tasted longing from his love,
Qays tasted some sweetness in his love,
and I drank cup upon cup.
While I drank cups after cups of bitterness.
منwhoever قاسcompares ماwhat لاقيتُI endured منof وجدٍanguished passion بماwith what
من قاس ما لاقيتُ من وجدٍ بما
لاقاهhe endured it قاسcompares جهنماًHell بثقابِwith a match
لاقاه قاس جهنماً بثقابِ
Whoever compares the anguish I endured with what
Whoever compares what I have suffered of anguish
he endured compares Hell to a match.
To what Qays suffered, has likened Hell to a firebrand.
لاnot العقلُreason يُعدَلُis equated بالجنونِwith madness ولاnor ابنةُa daughter
لا العقلُ يُعدَلُ بالجنونِ ولا ابنةُ
السلطانِthe sultan تُعدَلُis equated بابنةِwith the daughter الحطّابthe woodcutter
السلطانِ تُعدَلُ بابنةِ الحطّاب
Reason cannot be equated with madness, nor can a
Neither can sanity be compared to madness,
sultan's daughter be equated with a woodcutter's daughter.
Nor the sultan's daughter to the baker's daughter.
والهولُand terror أرهبهits most dreadful form إذاwhen لاقيتهyou face it
والهولُ أرهبه إذا لاقيته
وسراجُand the lamp ذهنكَyour mind مشعلٌkindled لاnot خابِdimmed
وسراجُ ذهنكَ مشعلٌ لا خابِ
And terror is most dreadful when you face it,
Horror is most terrifying when you meet it
with your mind's lamp burning, not dim.
While the lamp of your mind is shining bright.
وذِمارُand the guarded honor ليلىLayla لمnot يكنwas كذِمارِlike the guarded honor فاbeginning of 'my enchantress'
وذِمارُ ليلى لم يكن كذِمارِ فا
تنتيend of 'my enchantress' تحفُّsurround بهaround it أسودُlions الغابthe forest
تنتي تحفُّ به أسودُ الغاب
And Layla's guarded honor was not like my
Layla's lovely voice was nothing like the lovely voice
enchantress's, ringed by lions of the forest.
Of a Fatina adorned with the blackest of forests.
كانتshe was ثرياThurayya بنتَdaughter أكرمthe noblest عِترةٍfamily
كانت ثريا بنتَ أكرم عِترةٍ
موصولةَjoined الأنسابlineages بالاحسابto ancestral honors
موصولةَ الأنساب بالاحساب
Thurayya was the daughter of a most noble family,
She was Thurya, daughter of the most honorable lineage,
her pedigree joined to ancestral honor.
With pure ancestry and noble roots.
مقصورةًsecluded فيin خِدرهاher private chamber ولهاand she had أبٌa father
مقصورةً في خِدرها ولها أبٌ
عاليlofty المُقامstanding معظَّمُmuch-revered الألقابِtitles
عالي المُقام معظَّمُ الألقابِ
Secluded in her chamber, she had a father
Secluded in her tent, her father
of lofty standing and much-revered titles.
Was of high station and honored titles.
حسناءُa beauty فيin شرخthe prime الصباyouth واناand I فتىًa young man
حسناءُ في شرخ الصبا وانا فتىً
يتلَّقطُpicks up الغفلاتِunguarded moments بالأهدابwith the eyelashes
يتلَّقطُ الغفلاتِ بالأهداب
A beauty in the bloom of youth, while I was a young man
A beauty in the prime of youth, while I was a lad
who caught unguarded moments with his eyelashes.
Who gathered distractions with eyelids.
فُتنتshe was captivated بشعريby my poetry وافتتنتُand I was enthralled بحسنهاby her beauty
فُتنت بشعري وافتتنتُ بحسنها
فأتىso came الهوىlove عفواًspontaneously بغيرwithout حسابcalculation
فأتى الهوى عفواً بغير حساب
She was captivated by my poetry, and I by her beauty,
She was infatuated with my poetry and I with her beauty,
so love came unbidden, without calculation.
So love came to us unbidden and unaccounted for.
ماnot كنتُI was أحلمُdreaming أنthat أرىI would see وجهَthe face الثرياThurayya (the Pleiades)
ما كنتُ أحلمُ أن أرى وجهَ الثريا
هابطاًdescending متعفراًdust-covered بترابيwith my dust
هابطاً متعفراً بترابي
I never dreamed I would see Thurayya's face—the Pleiades—
I did not dream I would one day see Thurya's face
descending, begrimed with my dust.
Coming down to me covered in my dust.
ماnot كنتُI was احلمdreaming فيin الكرىsleep انthat نلتقيwe would meet
ما كنتُ احلم في الكرى ان نلتقي
متساقيينgiving each other drink رُضابهاher sweet saliva ورضابيand my sweet saliva
متساقيين رُضابها ورضابي
I never dreamed in sleep that we would meet,
I did not dream that in Destiny we would meet
sharing draughts of her sweet saliva and mine,
Quenching each other′s thirst and each other′s passion.
حتىuntil أتانيcame to me فيin الظلامthe darkness رسولهاher messenger
حتى أتاني في الظلام رسولها
فذهبتُso I went غيرَnot مؤمّلٍhoping بايابfor return
فذهبتُ غيرَ مؤمّلٍ باياب
until her messenger came to me in the dark;
Until her messenger came to me in the dark,
so I went with no hope of return.
And I left without hoping to return.
ولقدand indeed تلاقيناwe met ولمand not يكُwas سامعٌa listener
ولقد تلاقينا ولم يكُ سامعٌ
غيرَexcept الظلامthe darkness خطابهاher words وجوابيand my reply
غيرَ الظلام خطابها وجوابي
We did meet, and none was there to hear
We met with none but the darkness hearing
her words and my reply except the darkness.
Her words and my replies.
قالتshe said وربكby your Lord انindeed شعركyour poetry قدhas سبىtaken captive
قالت وربك ان شعرك قد سبى
قلبيmy heart وجاءَand came بهwith it اليكَto you السابيthe captor
قلبي وجاءَ به اليكَ السابي
She said, "By your Lord, your poetry has taken captive
She said, “By your Lord, your poetry has captivated
my heart, and the captor has brought it to you.
My heart, brought by you, its captor.”
إِنif كنتَyou are براًkind بالسبيّto the captive جعلتَنيyou will make me
إِن كنتَ براً بالسبيّ جعلتَني
وحديalone عروسbride قريضكyour poetry الصيابunerring
وحدي عروس قريضك الصياب
If you are kind to the captive, you will make me
“If you are righteous towards your captive, you have made
alone the bride of your unerring verse."
Me alone the bride of your talent in verse.”
فأجبتهاso I answered her وهواكِby my love for you وهوand it is أليتيmy oath
فأجبتها وهواكِ وهو أليتي
وقفٌdedicated عليكِto you قريحتيmy poetic gift وشبابيand my youth
وقفٌ عليكِ قريحتي وشبابي
I answered her, "By my love for you—my sworn oath—
So I answered her, “It is your love that is my inspiration,
my poetic gift and youth are dedicated to you."
My talent and youth are devoted to you.”
وتصرمتand passed حججٌyears ثلاثٌthree والهوىand love
وتصرمت حججٌ ثلاثٌ والهوى
ماthat which is بينناbetween us متعاقدُfirmly knotted الأسبابِthe bonds
ما بيننا متعاقدُ الأسبابِ
Three years passed, and love
Three arguments ensued, while love between us
kept its bonds firmly knotted between us.
Was tying up causes.
لاقيتI faced منof اهوالهits terrors ماwhat يردِعwould restrain الطاbeginning of 'the tyrant'
لاقيت من اهواله ما يردِع الطا
غيend of 'the tyrant' ويكسرُand breaks شرَّةَthe fierceness الوثابِthe reckless assailant
غي ويكسرُ شرَّةَ الوثابِ
I faced such terrors in it as would restrain the
I suffered horrors from it that would make the resolute
tyrant and break the reckless assailant's fierceness.
Shudder and break the firmness of the darting.
لوif شاهدwitnessed العبسيُّthe Absi بعضsome مواقفيmy ordeals
لو شاهد العبسيُّ بعض مواقفي
لروىhe would have recounted لعبلاهُto his Ablah حديثَa tale عجابof wonders
لروى لعبلاهُ حديثَ عجاب
Had the Absi witnessed some of my ordeals,
If al-ʿUbsi had witnessed some of my tribulations,
he would have told his Ablah a tale of wonders.
He would have recounted to ʿAblah an amazing tale.
ولهابand he would have feared عنترةٌAntarah مخاطرdangers كنتI used to اغشbeginning of 'I ventured into them'
ولهاب عنترةٌ مخاطر كنت اغش
اهاend of 'I ventured into them' بقلبٍwith a heart ليسthat was not بالهبابmere soot
اها بقلبٍ ليس بالهباب
And Antarah would have feared dangers I used to
ʿAntara would have been wary of risks I undertook
venture into with a heart that was no mere soot.
Fearlessly with a heart devoid of cowardice.
إنيindeed I بليتwas afflicted بفتيةٍwith young men منfrom قومهاher people
إني بليت بفتيةٍ من قومها
لاnot يلتقونthey meet الناسpeople غيرَexcept when غضابangry
لا يلتقون الناس غيرَ غضاب
I was afflicted with young men from her people
I was afflicted by some of her kinsmen
who met others only in anger.
Who spar with none but adversaries.
كمhow often صادفونيthey encountered me فيon السبيلthe road وانذرbeginning of 'and they threatened me'
كم صادفوني في السبيل وانذر
ونيend of 'they threatened me' بالمنونwith death واغرقواand they flooded بسباييwith abuse of me (apparent typo)
وني بالمنون واغرقوا بسبايي
How often they met me on the road and threatened
How often they crossed my path and threatened me
me with death and drowned me in abuse.
With death, and inundated me with their flood.
كمhow many ليلةa night تحتbeneath الغمامِthe clouds سهرتهاI spent it awake
كم ليلة تحت الغمامِ سهرتها
وعيونهمand their eyes حوليaround me عيونُeyes ذئابwolves
وعيونهم حولي عيونُ ذئاب
How many a night beneath the clouds I spent awake,
How many nights under the clouds I stayed awake
their eyes around me the eyes of wolves.
With their eyes around me like the eyes of wolves.
وكمand how often اقفتواthey followed (apparent typo) أثريmy trail إلىto أبوابهاher doors
وكم اقفتوا أثري إلى أبوابها
فرجعتُso I returned مرجوماًpelted with stones عنaway from الأبوابthe doors
فرجعتُ مرجوماً عن الأبواب
And how often they followed my trail to her doors,
How often they traced me to her doors,
so I returned from the doors pelted with stones.
So I returned repelled from the doors.
ماnot كنتI did أظفرgain مرةًonce بوصالهاunion with her
ما كنت أظفر مرةً بوصالها
إلاexcept ودسُّand the lurking of الموتِdeath تحتbeneath ثيابيmy clothes
إلا ودسُّ الموتِ تحت ثيابي
Never once did I gain union with her
I never attained union with her
without death lurking beneath my clothes.
Without the garment of death touching my clothes.
وتبيتand she spends the night واجدةًyearning واعلمand I know ماwhat بهاwithin her
وتبيت واجدةً واعلم ما بها
وابيتُand I spend the night ملتاعاًanguished وتعلمand she knows ماwhat بيwithin me
وابيتُ ملتاعاً وتعلم ما بي
She would spend the night yearning, and I knew what ailed her,
I would spend the night passionate, knowing what ailed her,
and I would spend it anguished, and she knew what ailed me.
And spend the night distraught, and she knew what ailed me.
حججٌyears ثلاثٌthree ماnot قضيتI spent دقيقةًa minute
حججٌ ثلاثٌ ما قضيت دقيقةً
منهاof them خليَّuntroubled البالِmind فيin محرابيmy sanctuary
منها خليَّ البالِ في محرابي
Three years: not a minute did I spend
Three arguments - I did not spend a moment of them
of them with an untroubled mind in my sanctuary.
With a mind free in devotion.
قطعتهاI passed them متهتكاًcasting off restraint بقصائديthrough my poems
قطعتها متهتكاً بقصائدي
حتىuntil خلعتُI stripped off علىfor الهوىlove آدابيmy decorum
حتى خلعتُ على الهوى آدابي
I passed them, casting off restraint in my poems,
I severed them heedlessly with my poems
until I stripped off my decorum for love,
Until I cast off all propriety for love.
ووضعتand lowered قدريmy standing واستبحتand allowed myself محرَّbeginning of 'forbidden things'
ووضعت قدري واستبحت محرَّ
ماتِend of 'forbidden things' الدينreligion منof سُكرٍdrunkenness ومنand of ألعابgames
ماتِ الدين من سُكرٍ ومن ألعاب
and lowered my standing, allowing myself the
I undermined my worth and deemed lawful
things religion forbids—drunkenness and games.
The sacrosanct passions for drunkenness and frivolity.
ذاthis ماwhat جناهinflicted it عليَّupon me شعريmy poetry ليتنيwould that I
ذا ما جناه عليَّ شعري ليتني
لثَّمتُI covered وجهَthe face قريحتيmy poetic gift بنقابwith a veil
لثَّمتُ وجهَ قريحتي بنقاب
This is what my poetry inflicted on me; would that I
This is what my poetry brought upon me. Would that
had covered the face of my poetic gift with a veil.
I had sealed my talent's mouth with a veil!
أماas for ثرياThurayya فاستقلَّthen took sole charge بامرهاof her affairs
أما ثريا فاستقلَّ بامرها
كهلٌa middle-aged man كثيرabundant in المالِwealth والاعتابِand thresholds
كهلٌ كثير المالِ والاعتابِ
As for Thurayya, her affairs were taken over by
As for Thurya, she was married off
a middle-aged man with much wealth and many thresholds.
To an elderly man of wealth and prestige.
لمnot ترضهshe accepted him بعلاًas a husband لهاfor her إلاexcept واهلوهاand her family
لم ترضه بعلاً لها إلا واهلوها
كماةُwarriors خناجرٍdaggers وحرابand spears
كماةُ خناجرٍ وحراب
She accepted him as husband only while her family
She did not accept a husband but they married her off
stood as warriors with daggers and spears.
Like a bundle of daggers and swords.
هيshe مهجتيmy life's blood عابتshe vanished (apparent typo) وطالand grew long غيابهاher absence
هي مهجتي عابت وطال غيابها
عنيfrom me فطالَso grew long عنfrom الحياةlife غيابيmy absence
عني فطالَ عن الحياة غيابي
She is my life's blood; she vanished, and her absence grew long
She is my entrails, but she disavowed me, and her long
from me, so my absence from life grew long.
Absence from me meant my long absence from life.
أناI ذلكthat الميتُdead man الذيwho يعظadmonishes الشbeginning of 'the young'
أنا ذلك الميتُ الذي يعظ الش
بابَend of 'the young' بشعرهwith his poetry حياًalive علىthroughout الأحقابِthe ages
بابَ بشعره حياً على الأحقابِ
I am that dead man who admonishes the
I am that dead man who preaches to the youth
young with his poetry, living on through the ages.
With his poetry, alive through the ages.
واناand I الذيthe one whose ديوانهhis poetry collection كأسa cup اللظىblazing flame
وانا الذي ديوانه كأس اللظى
قدhas تُوجتbeen crowned منfrom جمرهits embers بحبابِwith bubbles
قد تُوجت من جمره بحبابِ
And I am he whose verse-book is a cup of flame,
I am he whose book is like a cup of agony
crowned with bubbles from its embers.
Crowned by its embers with bubbles.
ياO حاملينyou who load علىupon الصباyouth آمالكمyour hopes
يا حاملين على الصبا آمالكم
هيthey عبءُa burden اوهامٍillusions علىupon كذابِa liar
هي عبءُ اوهامٍ على كذابِ
O you who place your hopes upon youth,
O you who carry your hopes in youth!
they are a burden of illusions upon a liar.
It is a burden of delusions upon a liar.
لاnot شارعٌone approaching منكمamong you علىto ماءِwater ولاnor
لا شارعٌ منكم على ماءِ ولا
كانwas الصباyouth فيin العمرِlife غيرanything but سرابa mirage
كان الصبا في العمرِ غير سراب
Not one of you reaches water; nor
None of you has a way to water, nor was youth
has youth in life ever been anything but a mirage.
In life anything but a mirage.
لذاتهits pleasures تلدgive birth to المصائبmisfortunes للفتىfor a young man
لذاته تلد المصائب للفتى
ومتىand when ولدنthey give birth مررنَthey pass مرَّlike the passing of سحابclouds
ومتى ولدن مررنَ مرَّ سحاب
Its pleasures give birth to a young man's misfortunes,
By its nature it begets afflictions for the lad,
and once they give birth, they pass like clouds.
And when they beget, they pass like clouds.
كأسٌa cup تذوقyou taste الشهدَhoney منهاfrom it طافياًfloating
كأسٌ تذوق الشهدَ منها طافياً
أماas for قرارتُهاits bottom فمرُّthen the bitterness of الصابbitter plant sap
أما قرارتُها فمرُّ الصاب
A cup: you taste honey from it, floating on top,
A cup whose surface you taste honey in,
but at its bottom lies bitter plant sap.
While its dregs are bitter aloes.
منwhoever يقضِspends فيin تعبthe toil الغرامlove شبابهhis youth
من يقضِ في تعب الغرام شبابه
شدَّbears down المشيبُold age عليهupon him بالاتعابwith hardships
شدَّ المشيبُ عليه بالاتعاب
Whoever spends his youth in the toil of love,
Whoever spends his youth in love's fatigue,
old age bears down on him with hardships.
Old age yokes him with hardships.
Sol 6.1