Sol 6.1

  1. عاتِباهُ في فَرطِ ظُلمي وَهَجري

    واِسئلاهُ عَساهُ يَرحَم ضُرّي

    Both of you, reproach him for wronging and forsaking me beyond measure,

    And ask him; perhaps he will pity my distress.

  2. والطفا ما قَدرتُما في حَديثي

    واِحرِصا أَن تُغنياه بِشِعري

    And be as gentle as you can when speaking of me,

    And strive to sing my verses to him.

  3. واذكُراني فان بَدا لَكمامنه

    نُفورٌ فأجريا غَيرَ ذِكري

    And mention me; but if he shows you

    Aversion, speak of something other than me.

  4. وَدَعاني وَشَقوَتي في هَواهُ

    فَلِحَيني عَشقت عاشِقَ هَجري

    And leave me with my misery in loving him,

    For, to my ruin, I loved one who loves forsaking me.

  5. وَهَواهُ لَو كانَ ذَنبي اليه

    غيرَ حُبّي لَه لأوضَحت عُذري

    By my love for him, had my offense against him

    Been anything but my love for him, I would have explained my excuse.

  6. قَد كَتَمتُ الهَوى وان نَمَّ دَمعي

    وَحَملتُ الجَفا وان عيلَ صَبري

    I have concealed my love, though my tears betrayed it,

    And borne his coldness, though my patience was exhausted.

  7. ما مادرى جِميَ المُعنّى بِمَن

    يَضنى وَلا مَدمَعي لِمَن باتَ يَجري

    My tormented [body?] knows not for whom

    It wastes away, nor do my tears know for whom they flow all night.

  8. سِرُّهُ في الحَشا عَن الخلقِ مَستورٌ

    مَستورٌ فَماذا عليه في هَتكِ سِتري

    His secret is hidden in my heart from all people—

    Hidden; so what does it cost him to tear away my veil?

  9. ليت أَيامَنا ببَرزةَ فالتُرب مِنها

    يَعودُ يَومٌ بِعُمري

    Would that, of our days at Barza and then al-Turb,

    One day would return at the price of my lifetime.

  10. صِمتُ مِن بَعدِها برغمي عَن اللَهوِ

    فَهَل لي يَعود بِها عَيدُ فِطرِ

    Since those days I have fasted from pleasure against my will;

    So will an Eid al-Fitr return to me with them?

  11. لَستُ أَنفكَ مِن تذكر قَوم

    لَيسَ يَجري بِبالِهم قَطُّ ذِكري

    I never cease remembering people

    Through whose minds no thought of me ever passes.

  12. يا غَزالاً قَد لَجَّ في الهَجرِ عَمداً

    كَم دَماً قَد سَفكتَ لَو كنت تَدري

    O gazelle, who has deliberately persisted in forsaking me,

    How much blood you have shed, if only you knew!

  13. كُلُّ رَدفٍ مِثلُ الكَثيبِ مِن

    الرَملِ مَهيل يَميسُ زَهواً

    Every rump, like a dune of

    Loose-piled sand, sways proudly.

  14. قَد حَمى ثَغره بِناعِس طَرف

    يالَه ناعِساً يُحاذِرُ ثَغري

    He has guarded his lips with a languid eye—

    What a drowsy one, wary of my lips!

  15. وَبِفيهِ مُدامَةٌ كُلَّما حليتُ عَن شُربِ

    كأسهِادام سُكري

    And in his mouth is wine; whenever I am barred from drinking

    From his cup, he prolongs my drunkenness.

  16. أَبَداً ظامىءٌ إِلى خَمرِ فيهِ

    وَكأَنّي لِلسُكرِ شارِب خَمرِ

    I am forever thirsty for the wine of his mouth,

    And in my intoxication I seem a drinker of wine.

  17. ظالِمٌ لَجَّ في القَطيعَة حَتّى

    لا مَزارٌ يَدنو وَلا الطيف يَسري

    A cruel one, he has persisted in estrangement until

    No visit draws near, nor does his phantom pass by night.

  18. كانَ لا يَستَطيعُ عَنّيَ صَبراً

    لَيتَ شِعري لم يَلحني لَيتَ شِعري

    He once could not bear to be apart from me.

    If only I knew why he reproaches me—if only I knew!

  19. رَشأٌ مِن صُدودِهِ كُلُّ شَكوى

    وَلِنُعمى مُحَمَّدٍ كُلُّ شُكري

    A young gazelle: all my complaint springs from his aversion,

    And all my thanks are for Muhammad's bounty.

  20. كَم حَوى واِستَباحَ بيضاً وَسُمراً

    وَحَمى مثلها بيضٍ وَسُمرِ

    How many fair and dark ones he has possessed and seized,

    And guarded their like with white blades and tawny spears.