بجانبbeside الكرخal-Karkh منof بغدادBaghdad عنَّappeared لناto us
بجانب الكرخ من بغداد عنَّ لنا
مهفهفٌslender أبلجٌbright-faced قدindeed زانهadorned him خَفَرmodesty
مهفهفٌ أبلجٌ قد زانه خَفَر
Beside al-Karkh, in Baghdad, there appeared to us
Near al-Karkh in Baghdad, there appeared to us
Beside the Tigris, from Baghdad he appeared to us
a slender, radiant-browed youth, adorned with coy modesty—
A slender, bright-faced one whom modesty has adorned.
A snowy white gazelle, adorned with anklets
بدرa full moon المحيّاthe face بهthrough him يحياlives مواصِلُهone who keeps his company
بدر المحيّا به يحيا مواصِلُه
ظبيٌa gazelle تنفِّرُهfrightens him away عنfrom وصلناunion with us نَفَرa group of people
ظبيٌ تنفِّرُه عن وصلنا نَفَر
moon-faced; whoever enjoys his company is brought to life by him,
His face a full moon, he gives life to whoever keeps his company;
The full moon, greeting him, greets his visitors
a gazelle whom a band of men frightens away from union with us.
A gazelle whom a group frightens away from union with us.
A wild goat, startled by our gathering
ضفيرتاهhis two braids علىfor قتليkilling me تضافرتاboth joined forces
ضفيرتاه على قتلي تضافرتا
وكمand how much بعينيin my eyes منfrom أجفانهhis eyelids سَهَرsleeplessness
وكم بعيني من أجفانه سَهَر
His two braids have conspired to kill me,
His two braids have joined forces to kill me,
His braids conspired for my demise
and how much wakefulness his eyelids have caused my eyes!
And how much sleeplessness his eyelids bring to my eyes!
And many a night my eyes beheld his eyelids’ vigil
وقدand indeed تهوَّلتI was terrified منby ظَفرِtriumph الضفائرthe braids بيover me
وقد تهوَّلت من ظَفرِ الضفائر بي
ياO منyou who رأىhave seen شاعراًa poet أودىbrought ruin بهupon him الشَّعَرhair
يا من رأى شاعراً أودى به الشَّعَر
I have been appalled by the braids’ triumph over me—
And I have been terrified by the braids' triumph over me.
These braids have overwhelmed me with their triumph
whoever saw a poet whom hair had brought to ruin?
O you who have seen a poet whom hair has slain!
Oh you who’ve seen a poet undone by verse