أإنis it because بعدتْhas gone far لمياءُLamya والإلفُand the beloved ينزحُdeparts
أإن بعدتْ لمياءُ والإلفُ ينزحُ
غداhas become دمعtears عينيof my eye فيin المنازلthe dwellings ينزحُis drained away
غدا دمع عيني في المنازل ينزحُ
Is it because Lamya has gone far, and the beloved departs,
If the beloved departs, my tears in the dwellings will flow
that my eye's tears are now drained away among the dwellings?
Tomorrow, the tears of my eyes will flow down
فللهso, by God قلبٌa heart باتspent the night بالقلبby the heart هائماًenamored
فلله قلبٌ بات بالقلب هائماً
يظاهرهُaids it دمعٌtears علىupon السَّفحthe slope يسفحُspills
يظاهرهُ دمعٌ على السَّفح يسفحُ
By God, what a heart, spending the night enthralled by the heart,
For God's sake a heart that spent the night infatuated
aided by tears that spill upon the slope.
Its facade is a tear that spills down the hillside
سحائبُclouds باتتspent the night ساجياتٍlying still ذيولهاtheir skirts
سحائبُ باتت ساجياتٍ ذيولها
وتبريحand torment شوقٍof longing دائمٌunceasing ليسdoes not يبرحُdepart
وتبريح شوقٍ دائمٌ ليس يبرحُ
Clouds whose skirts lay still through the night,
Clouds spent the night with trailing gowns
and ceaseless torment of longing that never departs.
And a longing that always breathes but does not rest
وماand not فاضoverflowed دمعtears العينof the eye حتىuntil تبسّمتْsmiled
وما فاض دمع العين حتى تبسّمتْ
طلائعthe first flashes of برقٍlightning منfrom تهامةTihama تلمحُgleam
طلائع برقٍ من تهامة تلمحُ
My eye's tears did not overflow until there smiled
No sooner did the tears from my eyes spill
the first flashes of lightning, gleaming from Tihama.
Than the first lightnings from Tihama flashed
يتيّمenslaves in love قلبيmy heart ظبيُthe gazelle of تيماءَTayma ظالماًcruelly
يتيّم قلبي ظبيُ تيماءَ ظالماً
ويوضحand reveals ماwhat أخفيتهI concealed it عنكfrom you توضحُTudih
ويوضح ما أخفيته عنك توضحُ
The gazelle of Tayma cruelly enslaves my heart in love,
My heart orphaned, in the darkness of Tihama like a gazelle
and Tudih reveals what I concealed from you.
Clarifying what I hid from you clarifies
فيعطوso he stretches his neck ولاand does not يعطيgive المحبّينthe lovers طاعةobedience
فيعطو ولا يعطي المحبّين طاعة
ويسنحand appears إلاَّexcept أنهthat he ليسdoes not يسمحُshow generosity
ويسنح إلاَّ أنه ليس يسمحُ
He stretches his neck, yet grants lovers no obedience,
They give but the lovers do not obey
and comes into view, yet shows no generosity.
And get accustomed except that it does not allow
أموتI die وأحياand I live فيin محبةlove for هاجرٍone who forsakes me
أموت وأحيا في محبة هاجرٍ
يجدّis earnest الهوىlove فيin ألهbewilderment وهوwhile he يمزحُjests
يجدّ الهوى في أله وهو يمزحُ
I die and live in love with one who forsakes me;
I die and live in the love of Hajar
love is earnest in its bewilderment, while he jests.
Passion rejoices in infatuation and it jokes
قبيحُugly فعالٍin deeds يحسنُbecomes beautiful الوجدُlove's anguish عندهin his presence
قبيحُ فعالٍ يحسنُ الوجدُ عنده
وحسنٌand beauty يشينdisgraces الصبرpatience عنهُaway from him ويقبحُand makes ugly
وحسنٌ يشين الصبر عنهُ ويقبحُ
His deeds are ugly, yet love's anguish becomes beautiful in his presence;
Ugly is the deed that desire beautifies in his view
and his beauty makes patience away from him shameful and ugly.
And beauty that patience from it makes ugly
يعدّدcounts up ليagainst me ذنباًa sin ولستand I am not بمذنبٍguilty
يعدّد لي ذنباً ولست بمذنبٍ
فماso what ضرّهُwould harm him لوif كانhe were to يعفوpardon ويصفحُand forgive
فما ضرّهُ لو كان يعفو ويصفحُ
He counts a sin against me, though I am not guilty;
He counts me as sinful while I am not guilty
what harm would it do him if he pardoned and forgave?
What harm if he would pardon and forgive
وكالبدرand like the full moon فيin ليلِthe night of الذوائبthe tresses طالعٌrising
وكالبدر في ليلِ الذوائب طالعٌ
وكالغصنand like a bough فيin ظلِّthe shade of الصّباyouth يترنَّحُhe sways
وكالغصن في ظلِّ الصّبا يترنَّحُ
And like the full moon, he rises in the night of his tresses,
Like the full moon rising in the night of sins
and like a bough, he sways in the shade of youth.
And like a branch in the shadow of the morning breeze sighing
فياso, O ظبيةَgazelle of الوعساءthe soft sands منfrom أيمنthe right side of الحمىthe protected pasture
فيا ظبيةَ الوعساء من أيمن الحمى
حلفتI swore منfrom جوىthe burning grief of قلبيmy heart وإنيand I am لمترحُindeed sorrowful
حلفت من جوى قلبي وإني لمترحُ
O gazelle of the soft sands, from the right side of the protected pasture,
So gazelle of the barren land, right of the sanctuary
I swore from my heart's burning grief, and I am sorrowful indeed.
I swore by the passion of my heart, and I am overjoyed
أحنُّI sigh اشتياقاًwith longing وهيwhile she تسجعcoos سلوةًin forgetful ease
أحنُّ اشتياقاً وهي تسجع سلوةً
وأبكيand I weep غراماًin consuming love وهيwhile she فيin الأيكthe grove تصدحُsings out
وأبكي غراماً وهي في الأيك تصدحُ
I sigh with longing, while she coos in forgetful ease;
I yearn and she talks to herself
and I weep in love's torment, while she sings out in the grove.
I cry from love and she clamors in the nest
خليليَّmy two friends هلwhether نامslept الصّباحthe dawn عنheedless of الدُّجىthe darkness
خليليَّ هل نام الصّباح عن الدُّجى
فإنّيfor I أرىsee الظلماءthe darkness لاdoes not تتزحزحُbudge
فإنّي أرى الظلماء لا تتزحزحُ
My two friends, has dawn slept, heedless of the darkness?
My friend, did the dawn sleep from the dew
For I see the darkness does not budge.
For I see the darkness does not budge
أظنّI think صباحيmy dawn طالhas grown long فيin الحربwar عمرهits lifetime
أظنّ صباحي طال في الحرب عمره
فأمسىso it has become إلىtoward سلمٍpeace معwith الجنحthe night's darkness يجنحُinclines
فأمسى إلى سلمٍ مع الجنح يجنحُ
I think my dawn has spent a long life at war,
I think my morning lived long in war
so now it inclines toward peace with the darkness of night.
And so it inclined toward peace with its wings
بليتُI was afflicted بحبٍّwith love فيwithin الجوانحthe ribs جانحٍinclining
بليتُ بحبٍّ في الجوانح جانحٍ
وإنand though كانit is حبّاًlove للجوارحto the limbs يجرحُit wounds
وإن كان حبّاً للجوارح يجرحُ
I am afflicted by a love that inclines within my ribs,
I was tested with obsessing love in the chest
and though it is love, it wounds the limbs.
And even if it's love for the limbs it wounds
فياso, oh طالماhow often يمسيhe spends the evening ويصبحand greets the morning لاهياًheedlessly
فيا طالما يمسي ويصبح لاهياً
سلask الوجدlonging عنّيabout me كيفhow أمسيI spend the evening وأصبحُand greet the morning
سل الوجد عنّي كيف أمسي وأصبحُ
Oh, how often he spends evening and morning heedlessly!
Oh how often it becomes eve and morn preoccupied
Ask longing about me—how I spend evening and morning.
Ask passion about me, how my eve and morn become
فإمَّاthen either حياةُa life فيin هواكlove for you هنَّيةٌblissful
فإمَّا حياةُ في هواك هنَّيةٌ
وإلاَّor else فجدْthen be generous بالموتwith death فالموتfor death أروحُmore restful
وإلاَّ فجدْ بالموت فالموت أروحُ
Then either a blissful life in love with you,
Either life in your love exalted
or else grant me death, for death is more restful.
Or else, find in death, for death is more serene
لقدindeed زارvisited ليلاًat night بالنجومwith stars مقلداًnecklaced
لقد زار ليلاً بالنجوم مقلداً
خيالٌa phantom بأثوابin the robes of الظلامٍdarkness موشحُdraped
خيالٌ بأثواب الظلامٍ موشحُ
Indeed, on a night necklaced with stars, there came to visit
He visited at night, the stars his necklaces
a phantom draped in the robes of darkness.
An apparition in the clothes of darkness brocaded
يزورhe visits وأخفيand I hide لوعتيmy burning anguish عنfrom رقيبهِhis watcher
يزور وأخفي لوعتي عن رقيبهِ
فماthen what حيلتيis my recourse والمسكwhile musk والدمعand tears يفضحُexpose
فما حيلتي والمسك والدمع يفضحُ
He visits, and I hide my burning anguish from his watcher;
He visits and I conceal my torment from its watcher
what recourse have I, when musk and tears expose me?
For what can I do, the musk and the tears expose
فماfor ... is not الشمسthe sun إلاَّexcept وجههhis face حينwhen يجتلىis beheld
فما الشمس إلاَّ وجهه حين يجتلى
ووجهand the face of عليٍّAli حينwhen يغشىhe is visited ويمدحُand praised
ووجه عليٍّ حين يغشى ويمدحُ
For the sun is nothing but his face when beheld,
The sun is none but his face when it reveals
and Ali's face when he is visited and praised.
And the face of Ali when it covers and praises