ياO قلبheart هذاthis هوىًlove جديدُnew
يا قلب هذا هوىً جديدُ
يفوقsurpasses فيin الوصفdescription ماwhat تريدُyou desire
يفوق في الوصف ما تريدُ
O heart, this is a new love,
O heart, this is a new passion
Whose description surpasses all you desire.
That exceeds description as you wish
نيرانهits fires إنif سألتyou ask عنهabout it
نيرانه إن سألت عنه
نورٌlight ومقتولهand its slain one شهيدa martyr
نورٌ ومقتوله شهيد
Its fires, if you ask about it,
If you asked about its fire
Are light, and whoever it slays is a martyr.
It is light, and its slain a martyr
لواعجٌburning passions ثارflared بيwithin me شجاهاtheir sorrow
لواعجٌ ثار بي شجاها
والناسand the people منfrom غفلةٍheedlessness هجودasleep
والناس من غفلةٍ هجود
Burning passions, whose sorrow flared within me,
Flames erupted in me angrily
While people lie asleep in heedlessness.
While people were heedlessly asleep
فليصنعso let it do الحسنbeauty ماwhatever يريدُit wishes
فليصنع الحسن ما يريدُ
إنيindeed I لهfor it حاضرٌpresent عتيدُready
إني له حاضرٌ عتيدُ
Let beauty do whatever it wishes;
So let beauty do as it wishes
I am here for it, prepared and ready.
I am ready and waiting for it
ماwhat غايةaim الحسنbeauty منfrom محبa lover
ما غاية الحسن من محب
الحسنُbeauty منfor أجلهhis sake شريدُa wanderer
الحسنُ من أجله شريدُ
What does beauty seek from a lover
What is the limit of a lover from their love?
For whose sake beauty itself wanders?
For love, they are exiled
إذاwhen شداhe sings فالوجودthen existence سمعٌall ears
إذا شدا فالوجود سمعٌ
يروقهdelights it ذلكthat النشيدsong
يروقه ذلك النشيد
When he sings, existence is all ears;
If it calls, existence is a listening
That song delights it.
Pleased by that singing
شعرىmy poetry هوit is الدهرtime والخلودُand eternity
شعرى هو الدهر والخلودُ
فلتسمعso hear اللحنthe melody ياO وجودexistence
فلتسمع اللحن يا وجود
My poetry is time and eternity;
My poetry is eternity and immortality
So hear the melody, O existence!
So let existence hear the melody
ياO أيهاyou الحسنbeauty ماwhat تريدyou desire
يا أيها الحسن ما تريد
هلis there? فيamong أمانيwishes الهوىlove جديدsomething new
هل في أماني الهوى جديد
O beauty, what do you desire?
O beauty, what do you want?
Is there anything new among love's wishes?
Is there anything new in the desires of passion?
ليلايmy Layla ليلايَmy Layla قدindeed أطافتcame visiting
ليلاي ليلايَ قد أطافت
ونافرُand the fugitive الحزنsorrow قدmay يعودreturn
ونافرُ الحزن قد يعود
My Layla, my Layla has come visiting;
My nights, my nights have revolved around me
And fugitive sorrow may return.
And the estrangement of sorrow may return
مليحةa beautiful woman شاقنيmade me yearn صباهاher youth
مليحة شاقني صباها
إنىindeed I بهاwith her مغرمٌenamored عميدُlove-stricken
إنى بها مغرمٌ عميدُ
A beauty whose youth has stirred my longing;
The one who captivated me in my youth
I am enamored of her, stricken with love.
I am infatuated with her, well-established
أفتىpronounced a ruling لناfor us الحسنbeauty وهوand it is قاضa judge
أفتى لنا الحسن وهو قاض
أنthat الصباyouth مقلةٌan eye وجيدُand a neck
أن الصبا مقلةٌ وجيدُ
Beauty has ruled for us, itself a judge,
Beauty has judged for us as a judge
That youth is an eye and a neck:
That youth is fickle and good
صدرٌa breast بروحwith the spirit الحياةof life يزهوglows
صدرٌ بروح الحياة يزهو
كالوجهlike the face تزهوglow بهupon it الخدودthe cheeks
كالوجه تزهو به الخدود
A breast glowing with the spirit of life,
A breast blooming with the spirit of life
Like a face where cheeks glow.
Like a face blooming with cheeks
ماwhat صوتهاher voice آهah ماwhat شداهits song
ما صوتها آه ما شداه
إنindeed افتتالintertwining بهwithin it يزيدincreases
إن افتتال به يزيد
What a voice she has—ah, what a song!
Her voice - ah, what insistence!
Indeed, the intertwining within it increases.
Competing with it only increases it
أبلبلٌa nightingale? أنتyou ياO بغاماًa soft deer-call
أبلبلٌ أنت يا بغاماً
كالهمسlike a whisper تهفوflutter بهto it الورودthe roses
كالهمس تهفو به الورود
Are you a nightingale, O soft deer-call,
You are a bulbul, O nightingale
Like a whisper to which roses flutter?
Whispering to the flowers like a murmur
جسمa body كجسمlike the body الهواءof air شاكlamenting
جسم كجسم الهواء شاك
منof رقةٍdelicacy بأسهاits power شديدُfierce
من رقةٍ بأسها شديدُ
A body like the body of air, lamenting
A body like the body of air - delicate
Of a delicacy whose power is fierce.
Yet its harm is severe
أخافI fear منىfrom myself علىfor صباهhis youth
أخاف منى على صباه
إنيindeed I لهtoward him فاتكٌruthless صيودa keen hunter
إني له فاتكٌ صيود
I fear for his youth at my own hands;
I fear for my youth because of her
I am a ruthless hunter of him.
I am her audacious hunter
مزعفرٌsaffron-tinted بالجمالwith beauty يسرىflows
مزعفرٌ بالجمال يسرى
بروحهthrough his spirit الشعرpoetry والقصيدand verse
بروحه الشعر والقصيد
He is saffron-tinted with beauty; there flow
Adorned with beauty it flows
Through his spirit poetry and verse.
Into poetry and ode with its spirit
آهاًah ولوand even if قلتI uttered ألفa thousand آهٍsighs
آهاً ولو قلت ألف آهٍ
لماwould not بلغتI reached الذيwhat أريدI desire
لما بلغت الذي أريد
Ah! Even if I uttered a thousand sighs,
Ah - even if I said a thousand ah's
I would not reach what I desire.
I wouldn't reach what I want
روحٌa spirit كروحlike the spirit النسيمof the breeze صافٍpure
روحٌ كروح النسيم صافٍ
لهhe has علىdespite ضعفهhis weakness جنودarmies
له على ضعفه جنود
A spirit pure as the spirit of the breeze,
A spirit as pure as the breeze's spirit
He has armies, despite his frailty:
With all its weakness, it has armies
غدائرٌtresses منهfrom him مرسلاتٌhanging loose
غدائرٌ منه مرسلاتٌ
وكلand every جيشarmy لهhas بنودbanners
وكل جيش له بنود
Tresses hanging loose from him—
Locks from it unleashed
And every army has its banners.
And each army has rules
وأعينand eyes منهfrom him حالماتٌdreamy
وأعين منه حالماتٌ
كأنهاas though they were خاطرa thought شرودwandering
كأنها خاطر شرود
And his dreamy eyes,
And eyes from it dreaming
As though they were a wandering thought.
As if it is the fancy of one heedless
جارٌa neighbor ولكنهbut he is بعيدٌfar away
جارٌ ولكنه بعيدٌ
والقربand closeness منto أنسهhis companionship بعيدdistant
والقرب من أنسه بعيد
A neighbor, yet he is far away,
Flowing, but it is far
And closeness to his company remains remote.
And nearness from its company is far
أساهرI keep vigil with النجمthe star فيin هواهlove of him
أساهر النجم في هواه
وماand no لروحfor the spirit الهوىof love هجودsleep
وما لروح الهوى هجود
I keep vigil with the star for love of him,
I stay up for its star in passion
And love's spirit knows no sleep.
The spirit of love does not sleep
إنif كانhe was بالحسنthrough beauty قدindeed يسودreigns
إن كان بالحسن قد يسود
إنىindeed I بفضلby virtue of الهوىlove أسودI reign
إنى بفضل الهوى أسود
If he reigns through beauty,
If beauty gains dominance
I reign by virtue of love.
Through the virtue of love I gain blackness
اصارهmade him الشعرpoetry منamong عبيديmy slaves
اصاره الشعر من عبيدي
والشعرand poetry روحٌa spirit لهthat has عبيدslaves
والشعر روحٌ له عبيد
Poetry made him one of my slaves;
It has made me one of its slaves
And poetry is a spirit that has slaves.
And poetry is a spirit that has slaves
عواطفpassions الروحof the spirit لاnot تريدdesire
عواطف الروح لا تريد
أنىthat I أريدI desire الذيwhat تريدthey desire
أنى أريد الذي تريد
The spirit's passions do not wish
The feelings of the soul do not want
That I should desire what they desire.
That I want what you want
فيin ظلهاtheir shadow طالlengthened بيfor me شقائيmy suffering
في ظلها طال بي شقائي
إنيindeed I شقيٌwretched بهاthrough them سعيدhappy
إني شقيٌ بها سعيد
In their shadow, my suffering has dragged on;
In its shadow, my misery was prolonged
Through them, I am wretched and happy.
I am happy in my misery with it
ياO روحةrespite الروحof the spirit لاdo not تعودىreturn
يا روحة الروح لا تعودى
ولاnor يطلlinger عندكwith you الشهودthe witnesses
ولا يطل عندك الشهود
O respite of the spirit, do not return,
O soul of the soul, do not return
Nor let the witnesses linger with you.
And do not remain long in witnessing
معذبٌtormented بالغرامby passion يبكىweeps
معذبٌ بالغرام يبكى
ودمعand tears أجفانهhis eyelids السهودsleepless
ودمع أجفانه السهود
One tormented by passion weeps,
A tortured lover weeping
And tears flow from his sleepless eyelids.
With the prostration of his eyelids' tears
منwho أنتyou ياO دهرُtime ماwhat تريدyou want
من أنت يا دهرُ ما تريد
وماand what غمومٌsorrows بهاwith them تجودyou bestow generously
وما غمومٌ بها تجود
Who are you, O time? What do you want?
Who are you, O time, what do you want?
And what are these sorrows you lavish?
What sorrows do you generously pour?
تأنقتgrew artful فيin الأذىharm اللياليthe nights
تأنقت في الأذى الليالي
والدهرand time قاسىharsh الأذىharm عنيدunyielding
والدهر قاسى الأذى عنيد
The nights have grown artful in inflicting harm,
The nights have dressed up in harm
And time is harsh in harm, unyielding.
And time is insistently harmful
فطارso flew ناسٌpeople ولمand did not يعودواreturn
فطار ناسٌ ولم يعودوا
إنindeed الهوىlove عيبهits flaw الصدودrejection
إن الهوى عيبه الصدود
People flew away and did not return;
Some people flew and did not return
Indeed, love's flaw is rejection.
Passion's flaw is blocking
ناسٌpeople خلعتI bestowed الهوىlove عليهمupon them
ناسٌ خلعت الهوى عليهم
إنىindeed I لنسيحat weaving (uncertain reading) الهوىlove أجيدI excel
إنى لنسيح الهوى أجيد
People I robed in love—
It stripped passion from some people
I excel at weaving love.
Yet I am passion's intimate friend
جرائمcrimes الحبof love منfrom خيالىmy imagination
جرائم الحب من خيالى
درٌpearls إذاwhen صغتهI fashion it نضيدwell-strung
درٌ إذا صغته نضيد
Love's crimes, born of my imagination,
The crimes of love are from my imagination
Are well-strung pearls when I fashion them.
A pearl, if I narrate it, refined
إنىindeed I امرؤٌa man زادُهhis provisions الذنوبُsins
إنى امرؤٌ زادُه الذنوبُ
لاnot يسمعlistens to النصحcounsel لاnot يتوبrepents
لا يسمع النصح لا يتوب
I am a man whose provisions are sins;
I am a man whose sins have increased
He heeds no counsel and does not repent.
Who does not listen to advice or repent
يهفوyearns إلىtoward الحسنbeauty فيin صفاهits purity
يهفو إلى الحسن في صفاه
والحسنand beauty منout of لطفهits kindness يجيبresponds
والحسن من لطفه يجيب
He yearns toward beauty in its purity,
Yearning to beauty in its clarity
And beauty responds out of kindness.
And beauty graciously answers me
لمdid not يقبلaccept اللومblame فيin غرامpassion
لم يقبل اللوم في غرام
ولاnor لدارto the abode الهوىof love يثوبreturns
ولا لدار الهوى يثوب
He accepted no blame in love,
He did not accept blame in love
Nor does he return to love's abode.
Nor does he return to the house of passion
آهاًah منfrom الوجدyearning يصطليهhe burns in it
آهاً من الوجد يصطليه
صبٌa lovesick man بدارin the abode الجوىof love's anguish لعوبplayful
صبٌ بدار الجوى لعوب
Ah, the yearning in whose fire he burns—
Ah! From the anguish that burns him
A lovesick man, playful in sorrow's abode.
A youth playing in the house of love
ماwhat دارةdwelling الحبof love ماwhat شجاهاits sorrow
ما دارة الحب ما شجاها
أكادI almost منfrom نورهاits light أذوبI melt
أكاد من نورها أذوب
What is love's dwelling? What is its sorrow?
What is the house of love, what are its sorrows?
I almost melt from its light.
I almost melt from its light
ياO دارةdwelling الحسof feeling أينwhere عهدىmy pledge
يا دارة الحس أين عهدى
هلhas? صارbecome عهدىmy pledge هوit itself الغريبthe stranger
هل صار عهدى هو الغريب
O dwelling of feeling, where is my pledge?
O house of feelings, where is my vow?
Has my pledge itself become the stranger?
Did my vow become the stranger?
أبيتI spend the night والطيفand the phantom ضيفa guest روحيof my spirit
أبيت والطيف ضيف روحي
والطيفand the phantom منfrom نشوتيmy rapture طروبrapturous
والطيف من نشوتي طروب
I spend the night with the phantom as my spirit's guest;
I spent the night and the phantom was the guest of my soul
And my rapture fills the phantom with delight.
And the phantom was delighted with my joy
أكادI almost منfrom صبوتيmy longing إليكمtoward you all
أكاد من صبوتي إليكم
لمالحeven the saltiness الدمعof tears أستطيبI find sweet
لمالح الدمع أستطيب
From my yearning for you, I almost
I almost, from my youth to you
Find even salty tears sweet.
Find the saltiness of tears sweet
إنif ثارsurged وجدىmy yearning فناحthen lamented طرفىmy eye
إن ثار وجدى فناح طرفى
فالحبّthen love فيin مهدهits cradle كروبwoes
فالحبّ في مهده كروب
If my yearning surges and my eye laments,
If my love erupted, my eyelid cried
Then love, in its cradle, is anguish.
For love in its cradle is worry
هلwill? دارةdwelling الحبof love لاnot تجيبanswer
هل دارة الحب لا تجيب
ولاnor علىfor لوعتيmy burning grief تثيبreward
ولا على لوعتي تثيب
Will love's dwelling not answer,
Does the house of love not answer?
Nor reward me for my burning grief?
Nor sympathize with my agony?
وليسand is not يحلوpleasing إلىto حماهاits sanctuary
وليس يحلو إلى حماها
خفقٌa flutter منfrom القلبthe heart أوor نحيبa sob
خفقٌ من القلب أو نحيب
And is nothing pleasing to its sanctuary—
It is not sweet to its protector
A flutter of the heart, or a sob?
A throbbing from the heart or a moan
سرائرُsecrets القلبof the heart لاnot تذاعare divulged
سرائرُ القلب لا تذاع
والأمرand the command بالبوحto disclose لاnot يطاعis obeyed
والأمر بالبوح لا يطاع
The heart's secrets are not divulged,
The secrets of the heart are not divulged
And the command to confess is not obeyed.
And the command to confess is not obeyed
أباحdisclosed قومٌsome people هوىpassion هواهمtheir love
أباح قومٌ هوى هواهم
فضيّعواso they squandered حبهمtheir love وضاعواand they were lost
فضيّعوا حبهم وضاعوا
Some people disclosed the passion of their love,
Some people declared their passions
So they squandered their love and were lost.
So they wasted their love and it was lost
لاdo not تطلبواseek السرthe secret منfrom ضميريmy inmost self
لا تطلبوا السر من ضميري
فماfor not ضميريmy inmost self الذيthat which يباعis sold
فما ضميري الذي يباع
Do not seek the secret from my inmost self,
Do not ask my conscience for the secret
For my inmost self is not for sale.
For my conscience cannot be sold
بينيbetween me وبينand between الجوىlove's anguish نزاعٌa struggle
بيني وبين الجوى نزاعٌ
هلwill? ينتهىend ذلكthat النزاعstruggle
هل ينتهى ذلك النزاع
Between me and love's anguish lies a struggle;
Between me and love there is a conflict
Will that struggle end?
Will this conflict end?
صارعتهI wrestled it وهوwhile it was فيin صباهits youth
صارعته وهو في صباه
فهدّهso shattered it ذلكthat الصراعُstruggle
فهدّه ذلك الصراعُ
I wrestled it while it was still young,
I struggled with it in its youth
So that struggle shattered it.
So that struggle tamed it
Sol 6.1