تعجَّبُmarvels هندٌHind منat حنينيmy yearning إلىfor اللَّميdusky lips
تعجَّبُ هندٌ من حنيني إلى اللَّمي
وهلَand is it? عجبٌa wonder صادٍa thirsty person يحنyearns إلىfor وردِa watering place
وهلَ عجبٌ صادٍ يحن إلى وردِ
Hind marvels at my yearning for dusky lips.
A Hindi woman wonders at my yearning for the waterhole,
And is it strange that a thirsty man yearns for a watering place?
Yet is it any wonder that one parched should yearn for the rose's draught?
رويدكِtake it gently ماnot أمسكتِyou held قلباًa heart براحةٍwith a palm
رويدكِ ما أمسكتِ قلباً براحةٍ
غراماًout of passion ولاnor نهنهتِyou restrained دمعاًtears علىon خدِّa cheek
غراماً ولا نهنهتِ دمعاً على خدِّ
Easy now! You have never held a heart in your palm
Gently, girl - you have never held a heart at peace,
Out of passion, nor checked tears upon a cheek.
Consumed with passion, or shed a tear down your cheek.
فلاso not ذقتِyou tasted ماwhat طعمُthe taste الصبابةِardent longing والنَّوىand separation
فلا ذقتِ ما طعمُ الصبابةِ والنَّوى
ولاnor بتِyou spent the night منof لقياmeeting حبيبِa beloved علىon وعدa promise
ولا بتِ من لقيا حبيبِ على وعد
So you have never tasted the savor of longing and separation,
For you've not tasted the savor of youth and bliss,
Nor spent a night awaiting a promised meeting with a beloved.
Or passed a night with your lover as promised.
إذاwhenever ماan emphatic particle حكاكِmimicked you البرقlightning عندat ابتسامهٍits smiling
إذا ما حكاكِ البرق عند ابتسامهٍ
بكيتُI wept بكاءَthe weeping الثاكلاتbereaved mothers منfrom الوجدlove's anguish
بكيتُ بكاءَ الثاكلات من الوجد
Whenever lightning mimics you in its smile,
When lightning tells you of his smile,
I weep like bereaved mothers, from love's anguish.
I weep a bereft woman's tears of anguish.
وأشتاقand I yearn for هيفthe slender-waisted ones المائساتthe swaying ones منamong القناthe spears
وأشتاق هيف المائسات من القنا
ولولاكمُand were it not for you ماnot شاقنيaroused my longing مائسُswaying القدِّin stature
ولولاكمُ ما شاقني مائسُ القدِّ
And I yearn for the slender, swaying spears;
And I yearn with the longing of the sleepless,
And were it not for you, no swaying figure would stir my longing.
Were it not for you, no yearning would have wasted me.
ولولاand were it not for ولوعٌa passion باللحاظfor glances علمتهI have known it
ولولا ولوعٌ باللحاظ علمته
لماthen I would not بتُّI spent the night أصبوI yearn منof حسامٍa sword إلىfor حدِّan edge
لما بتُّ أصبو من حسامٍ إلى حدِّ
And were it not for a passion for glances that I have known,
Were it not for the agony of parting I know,
I would not spend the night yearning for a sword's edge.
I'd not stay wakeful till dawn from dusk.
رعىmay guard اللهGod قلباًa heart لاnot يفارقforsakes صبوةًan infatuation
رعى الله قلباً لا يفارق صبوةً
إلىfor ذاتa woman possessing حسنٍbeauty أوor حنيناًa yearning إلىfor مجدglory
إلى ذات حسنٍ أو حنيناً إلى مجد
May God guard a heart that never forsakes passion
May God guard a heart that leaves not the joy of youth
For a beautiful woman, or yearning for glory.
For some beauty, or yearning for glory.
يهيمُis enraptured بذاتby the woman wearing العقدthe necklace لاnot كلفاًenamored بهِof it
يهيمُ بذات العقد لا كلفاً بهِ
ولكنهُbut it is شوقٌlonging إلىfor موضعthe place of العقدthe necklace
ولكنهُ شوقٌ إلى موضع العقد
It is enraptured by the necklace's wearer, not enamored of it,
He craves that necklace not out of affectation,
But it is longing for the place where the necklace rests.
But from a longing for where the necklace lay.
وقالتand she said تولىَّdeparted البعدُdistance عنَّاfrom us بودّهِwith his love
وقالت تولىَّ البعدُ عنَّا بودّهِ
حنانيكِyour mercy, I beg مثليone like me لاnot يحولchanges معwith البعدdistance
حنانيكِ مثلي لا يحول مع البعد
And she said, 'Distance has carried his love away from us.'
"Absence has turned his love from me," she said.
Have mercy! One like me does not change with distance.
Can love like mine change with absence?
ثكلتُmay I be bereft of محباًa lover غيَّرchanged النأيdistance عهدهُhis pledge
ثكلتُ محباً غيَّر النأي عهدهُ
وأمand the mother of كانwas شيءanything لاnot يدومremains steadfast علىto عهدa pledge
وأم كان شيء لا يدوم على عهد
May I be bereft of a lover whose pledge distance has changed,
I've lost a lover who broke his vow,
And the mother of anything that was not steadfast in keeping a pledge [wording unclear].
Yet was it anything to last unbroken?