بِماby what لَدىat مَوقفthe scene of التَوديعfarewell قَدalready كاناhappened
بِما لَدى مَوقف التَوديع قَد كانا
ياO دارُdwelling إِلّاwill you not أَبنتِyou clarified القَولَthe speech تبياناplainly
يا دارُ إِلّا أَبنتِ القَولَ تبيانا
By what took place at the scene of farewell,
When we said farewell, O home
O dwelling, will you not make your speech plain?
Speak well, prove by words your affection
ماwhat غالَهاravaged her الفِكرُthought حَتّىuntil صرتِyou became مَألفةًa haunt
ما غالَها الفِكرُ حَتّى صرتِ مَألفةً
لِلرامساتfor the burying winds تُعَفّيeffacing مِنكِof you أَركاناcorners
لِلرامسات تُعَفّي مِنكِ أَركانا
What havoc has thought wrought upon her, that you became a haunt
Thought made you dear, so you accept
for burying winds that efface your corners?
Pillars wearing away with time
فَأَينَso where عَهدُthe old days of الحِمىthe sanctuary كُنّاwe used to نَلوذseek refuge بِهِin it
فَأَينَ عَهدُ الحِمى كُنّا نَلوذ بِهِ
مِمَنamong those whom عَهدتُI knew وَأَينَand where الحَيُّthe tribe مُذsince باناit departed
مِمَن عَهدتُ وَأَينَ الحَيُّ مُذ بانا
So where are the old days of the sanctuary in which we sought refuge
Where is the covenant of protection we took refuge in
among those I knew? And where is the tribe since it departed?
Those I made pacts with, where are the living ones
حَيثُwhere المَعالِمُthe landmarks وَالأَطلالُand the dwelling-remains مُشرِقَةٌradiant
حَيثُ المَعالِمُ وَالأَطلالُ مُشرِقَةٌ
لاnot تَرتَضيit accepts أَنجمَthe stars of الجَوزاءِOrion سُكّاناas dwellers
لا تَرتَضي أَنجمَ الجَوزاءِ سُكّانا
Where the landmarks and old dwellings shone,
Where ruins and relics shine
deeming even Orion's stars unworthy dwellers;
Not pleased with Capella's stars as dwellers
أَيّامin the days when أَهصِرُI bent غُصنَthe branch of القَدِّthe stature فَيناناluxuriant
أَيّام أَهصِرُ غُصنَ القَدِّ فَينانا
وَأَجتنيand I plucked مِنfrom ثِمارِthe fruits of الوَصلِunion أَلواناvarieties
وَأَجتني مِن ثِمارِ الوَصلِ أَلوانا
in days when I bent the luxuriant bough of her figure,
Days that broke the branch of eternity and picked
and plucked many kinds of fruit from union.
All sorts of fruits from the vine of communion
ياO مَنزِلاًdwelling بِجَنوبsouth of الغُوطَتينِthe two Ghutas غَداit came to be
يا مَنزِلاً بِجَنوب الغُوطَتينِ غَدا
يَهيجُit stirs للصَبِّfor the yearning lover بِالتِذكارِthrough remembrance أَشجاناsorrows
يَهيجُ للصَبِّ بِالتِذكارِ أَشجانا
O dwelling south of the two Ghutas, now come
O abode south of Ghouta’s two hills, morning
to stir the yearning lover's sorrows through remembrance,
Stirs passions with memories
هَلwhether راجعٌreturning ليَto me ماضٍa bygone time مِنof جَديدfresh هَوىًlove
هَل راجعٌ ليَ ماضٍ مِن جَديد هَوىً
أَبليتُهُI wore it out فيin رُبىthe hills of مَغناكyour abode رَيعاناin its prime
أَبليتُهُ في رُبى مَغناك رَيعانا
will a bygone time of fresh love return to me,
Is a beloved past returning, when I was young
whose prime I wore away on the hills of your abode?
And spent my youth within your cradle
إِنif أَخلَفتfail مِنكَof yours أَخلافُthe udders of السَحابِthe clouds رُبىًhills
إِن أَخلَفت مِنكَ أَخلافُ السَحابِ رُبىً
فليthen I have دُموعٌtears تُروّيthat water رَسمَكyour traces الآناnow
فلي دُموعٌ تُروّي رَسمَك الآنا
If the clouds' udders fail the hills about you,
Should your successors, like clouds, deprive me
then I have tears to water your traces now.
I have tears now to water your trace
كَأَنَّهاas though they فيin عِراصِthe courts of الدارِthe dwelling هامِيَةٌpouring down
كَأَنَّها في عِراصِ الدارِ هامِيَةٌ
نَوءَat the rain-season of السِماكَينِthe two Simaks تَسقيthey water الرَبعَthe encampment تَهتاناtorrentially
نَوءَ السِماكَينِ تَسقي الرَبعَ تَهتانا
As though, pouring through the dwelling's courts,
As if leaning within the home’s courtyard
in the two Simaks' rain-season, they watered the camp in torrents.
The pillar's shade waters the garden, bent over
وَياand O شَباباًyouth كَطيفٍlike a phantom زارَنيthat visited me وَمَضىand passed
وَيا شَباباً كَطيفٍ زارَني وَمَضى
هَلwhether كُنتُI was إِلّاanything but لِعَينِfor the eye of اللَهوِpleasure إِنساناa pupil of an eye
هَل كُنتُ إِلّا لِعَينِ اللَهوِ إِنسانا
And O youth, like a phantom that visited me and passed,
And O fleeting days of youth that visited and left
was I anything but the pupil of pleasure's eye?
Was I aught but an amusement for revelry’s eye
عَهديmy recollection بربعكof your encampment حُسّانُthe beauties المَرابعof the haunts مِنamong them
عَهدي بربعك حُسّانُ المَرابع مِن
حُسّانَةِbeautiful الجيدِof neck تُوليshe grants الحُسنَbeauty إِحساناfurther grace
حُسّانَةِ الجيدِ تُولي الحُسنَ إِحسانا
I recall at your abode the beauties of those haunts, among them
My bond with your neighbourhood where beauties dwell
a fair-necked one, bestowing further grace on beauty.
Is the finest company of a graceful cheek
ساجِيَّةُtranquil الطَرفof gaze مِنamong أَترابsame-aged companions غافِلَةٍcarefree
ساجِيَّةُ الطَرف مِن أَتراب غافِلَةٍ
تَرنوshe gazes إِلَيكَat you بِلَحظwith the glance of الرِيمthe gazelle وَسناناdrowsy
تَرنو إِلَيكَ بِلَحظ الرِيم وَسنانا
Tranquil-eyed, carefree among companions her own age,
A gazelle glancing with the corner of an eye heedless
she gazes at you with the gazelle's drowsy glance.
Looks to you with the glances of a fawn
هَيفاءُslender-waisted صَبَّpoured الصِباearly youth ماءَthe water of الشَبابyouth عَلىover
هَيفاءُ صَبَّ الصِبا ماءَ الشَباب عَلى
أَعطافهاher curves وَكَساهاand clothed her الحُسنُbeauty فَتّاناenchanting
أَعطافها وَكَساها الحُسنُ فَتّانا
Slender-waisted, early youth poured the water of youth over
Hypha she poured youth’s wine on her tresses
her curves, and beauty clothed her in enchantment.
And beauty clothed her with temptation
رُعبُوبةٌa soft, delicate beauty ذاتُpossessing فَرقٍa hair-parting لَوif يُقابِلهُwere to face it
رُعبُوبةٌ ذاتُ فَرقٍ لَو يُقابِلهُ
بَدرُthe full moon of الدُجىnight's darkness لاختفىit would hide فيon الأُفقthe horizon خَجلاناashamed
بَدرُ الدُجى لاختفى في الأُفق خَجلانا
A tender beauty with a hair-parting—were it faced by
A frightened gazelle, if faced by the dark moon
night's full moon, the moon would hide on the horizon in shame.
It would hide shyly below the horizon
تَفتَرُّshe smiles عَنrevealing ذيone possessing لَمىًdark lip-color أَشهىmore delicious إِلىto كَبديmy liver
تَفتَرُّ عَن ذي لَمىً أَشهى إِلى كَبدي
مِنthan الزُلالlimpid water وَقَدand already وافيتُI arrived ظَمآناthirsty
مِن الزُلال وَقَد وافيتُ ظَمآنا
She smiles, revealing dusky lips, sweeter to my liver
She uncovered what was more delicious to my liver
than limpid water when I have arrived thirsty.
Than juice, though I came thirsty
لَمnot أَنسَهاI forgot her إِذwhen خَطَتshe stepped نَحويtoward me تُعانِقُنيto embrace me
لَم أَنسَها إِذ خَطَت نَحوي تُعانِقُني
وَالبينُand separation يَبعثُkindles فيin الأَحشاءِthe entrails نيراناfires
وَالبينُ يَبعثُ في الأَحشاءِ نيرانا
I have not forgotten her when she stepped toward me to embrace me,
I won't forget her walking towards me, embracing
while parting kindled fires in my entrails.
While separation kindles fires in the heart
أَهوَتshe leaned بِقامَتِهاwith her stature عِندَat الوَداعfarewell إِلىtoward
أَهوَت بِقامَتِها عِندَ الوَداع إِلى
صَبٍّa yearning lover غَداwho became لِفراقِat separation from الإِلفthe beloved حيراناbewildered
صَبٍّ غَدا لِفراقِ الإِلف حيرانا
At farewell she leaned her tall form toward
At farewell she leaned, confused towards
a lover bewildered by separation from his beloved.
A youth, for accustomed company is confused when parted
وَقَدand already تَساقطfell دُرُّthe pearls of الدَمعِtears مُنتَثِراًscattered
وَقَد تَساقط دُرُّ الدَمعِ مُنتَثِراً
بَيناwhile يُرىthey were seen لُؤلؤاًas pearls إِذsuddenly صارَthey became مرجاناcoral
بَينا يُرى لُؤلؤاً إِذ صارَ مرجانا
And the pearls of tears fell, scattered,
Pearls of tears fell scattered
one moment seen as pearls, the next transformed to coral.
While pearls are seen when coral is shattered
تَقولshe says وَالبَينُand separation قَدalready زُمّتwere haltered رَكائِبُهُits mounts
تَقول وَالبَينُ قَد زُمّت رَكائِبُهُ
وَالدَمعُand tears يَجريflow عَلىover الخَدَّينِboth cheeks طُوفاناin a flood
وَالدَمعُ يَجري عَلى الخَدَّينِ طُوفانا
She says, with parting's mounts now haltered,
She says, while separation's ships have moored
and tears flowing over both cheeks in a flood:
And tears flow in torrents down the cheeks
بِماby what لَدَىat مَوقفthe scene of التَوديعfarewell قَدalready كاناhappened
بِما لَدَى مَوقف التَوديع قَد كانا
إِلّاwill you not عَمرتَyou revived برُجعىby a return مِنكَfrom you أَوطاناhomes
إِلّا عَمرتَ برُجعى مِنكَ أَوطانا
"By what took place at the scene of farewell,
When we said farewell, O home
will you not revive our homes by your return?"
You hoped my return would make you homelands
فَقُلتُso I said لاno وَالَّذيby Him who سَوّاكَfashioned you إِنساناa human being
فَقُلتُ لا وَالَّذي سَوّاكَ إِنسانا
أَوor until تلجئyou seek refuge لِحِمىin the sanctuary of ظِلِّthe shade of اِبنِIbn بُستاناBustan
أَو تلجئ لِحِمى ظِلِّ اِبنِ بُستانا
So I said, "No, by Him who fashioned you a human being,
So I said no, by He who made you human
until you seek refuge beneath Ibn Bustan's protecting shade."
Or seek refuge in the asylum of Ibn Bustan
قاضيjudge of قُضاةjudges دمشقDamascus الشامal-Sham سَيّدُناour master
قاضي قُضاة دمشق الشام سَيّدُنا
كنزُtreasure of الهُدىguidance عَلَمُstandard of الإِفضالِgenerosity مَولاناour lord
كنزُ الهُدى عَلَمُ الإِفضالِ مَولانا
Chief judge of Damascus in al-Sham, our master,
Chief Judge of Damascus, our Master
treasure of guidance, standard of generosity, our lord.
Treasure of guidance, the most generous patron
وافىhe arrived at حمىthe sanctuary of رَوضهاits garden الزاهيthe radiant فحلَّso settled بِهاin it
وافى حمى رَوضها الزاهي فحلَّ بِها
أَمنٌsecurity وَيُمنٌand good fortune حِمىthe sanctuary of سُكّانَهاits inhabitants صاناhe safeguarded
أَمنٌ وَيُمنٌ حِمى سُكّانَها صانا
He came to the sanctuary of its radiant garden, and there settled
He reached its shining garden so it was filled
safety and good fortune; he guarded its people's sanctuary.
With safety and prosperity protecting its people
وَغَرَّدand sang الطَيرُthe birds فيin أَرجائِهاits reaches سَحَراًbefore dawn
وَغَرَّد الطَيرُ في أَرجائِها سَحَراً
بِرَوضةٍin a garden أَنبَتَتbrought forth وَرداًroses وَرَيحاناand sweet basil
بِرَوضةٍ أَنبَتَت وَرداً وَرَيحانا
And birds sang throughout its reaches before dawn,
The birds sang within it at dawn
in a garden that brought forth roses and sweet basil.
Because it grew a meadow and basil
فَأَصبَحَتso it became مِنone of جِنانthe gardens of الخُلدِeternity جادَwas generous بِهاwith it
فَأَصبَحَت مِن جِنان الخُلدِ جادَ بِها
رَضوانُRidwan يَبغيseeking مِنfrom الرَحمَنَthe All-Merciful رِضواناgood pleasure
رَضوانُ يَبغي مِن الرَحمَنَ رِضوانا
So it became one of eternity's gardens, bestowed by
So it became one of the eternal gardens
Ridwan, seeking the All-Merciful's good pleasure.
With Radwan seeking favor from the Merciful
لَماwhen رَساsettled firmly طودُa mountain of عِلمٍlearning فيamong مَعالِمِهاits landmarks
لَما رَسا طودُ عِلمٍ في مَعالِمِها
أَقَرَّacknowledged كُلٌّeveryone لَهُto him بِالفَضلِhis excellence إِذعاناsubmissively
أَقَرَّ كُلٌّ لَهُ بِالفَضلِ إِذعانا
When a mountain of learning settled among its landmarks,
When the flag of knowledge flew in its symbols
all submissively acknowledged his excellence.
All acknowledged its superiority, submitting
بِحَبوتيهِwithin his two knee-wraps يَبيتُspends the night الحِلمforbearance مُعتَصِماًtaking refuge
بِحَبوتيهِ يَبيتُ الحِلم مُعتَصِماً
إِذاwhen أَطارَتblew away رِياحُthe winds of الطَيشِrashness ثَهلاناThahlan
إِذا أَطارَت رِياحُ الطَيشِ ثَهلانا
In his lap, forbearance passes the night secure,
With its mind night’s wisdom remains protected
when the winds of rashness send Thahlan flying.
When the winds of vanity scatter all reason
لاnot تَزدَهيهِpuff him up مِنَof الدُنياthe world مَطامِعُهاits temptations
لا تَزدَهيهِ مِنَ الدُنيا مَطامِعُها
وَلاnor يُرىhe is seen بِسِوىin anything but الإِحسانkindness جَذلاناrejoicing
وَلا يُرى بِسِوى الإِحسان جَذلانا
The world's temptations do not puff him up,
It is not tempted by the world’s ambitions
nor is he seen rejoicing in anything but kindness.
And nothing is seen but benevolence without stinginess
يَجُرُّhe trails ذَيلَthe train of فَخارٍglory ماnothing تعلَّقَهُclung to it
يَجُرُّ ذَيلَ فَخارٍ ما تعلَّقَهُ
سِوىexcept العَفافchastity بِرَأيٍwith a judgment لُبُّهُhis intellect صاناguarded
سِوى العَفاف بِرَأيٍ لُبُّهُ صانا
He trails a train of glory to which nothing has clung
It drags the train of pride holding nothing
but chastity, with a judgment his intellect has guarded.
Except modesty, its heart guarded from sins
بِهمّةٍwith resolve فيin سَماءِthe heaven of المَجدِglory سامِيَةٍsoaring
بِهمّةٍ في سَماءِ المَجدِ سامِيَةٍ
لاnot تَرتَضيit accepts أَنجُمthe stars of الأَفلاكِthe celestial spheres أَخداناas companions
لا تَرتَضي أَنجُم الأَفلاكِ أَخدانا
With resolve soaring in the heaven of glory,
With an ambition in the sky of glory lofty
unwilling to accept the stars of the spheres as companions;
Not pleased with the stars of the orbits as peers
وَطَلعةٍand a countenance زانَهاadorned it الباريthe Creator بِقُدرَتِهِby His power
وَطَلعةٍ زانَها الباري بِقُدرَتِهِ
فَخَطَّهاso He inscribed it لِكِتابِfor the book of الحُسنِbeauty عُنواناas a title
فَخَطَّها لِكِتابِ الحُسنِ عُنوانا
and a countenance the Creator adorned by His power,
And a rising adorned by God with His power
so He inscribed it as the title of the book of beauty;
Which He drafted for the script of beauty
وَراحَةand a palm كَالسَحابِlike clouds الغُرِّradiant white وَقعin the fall of نَدىًbounty
وَراحَة كَالسَحابِ الغُرِّ وَقع نَدىً
لَوif لَمnot يَكُنwere خُلَّبthe rainless lightning of الأَنواءِthe rain-stars خَوّاناtreacherous
لَو لَم يَكُن خُلَّب الأَنواءِ خَوّانا
and a palm like radiant white clouds in its showering of bounty,
And tranquility like generous, heavy clouds
if the rain-stars' false lightning were not treacherous;
Pouring dew, though the sky betrays not its trusted
وَحُسنِand beauty of خُلقٍcharacter كَزَهرِlike the blossoms of الرَوضِthe garden مُزداناadorned
وَحُسنِ خُلقٍ كَزَهرِ الرَوضِ مُزدانا
لَوif كانَit were حُلوsweet الجَناof fruit بِالبِشرِwith cheer مَلآناfilled
لَو كانَ حُلو الجَنا بِالبِشرِ مَلآنا
and fine character, adorned like the garden's blossoms,
And good manners like the garden’s blossoms decorated
if they were sweet of fruit and filled with cheer;
If made of sin’s sweet the good would be filled
وَخاطِرٍand a mind لَوif سَرىit traveled فيthrough لَيلthe night of غامِضَةٍan obscure problem
وَخاطِرٍ لَو سَرى في لَيل غامِضَةٍ
أَعيَتthat baffled مِنَamong القَومِthe people أَلباباًminds وَآذاناand ears
أَعيَت مِنَ القَومِ أَلباباً وَآذانا
and a mind that, should it travel through the night of an obscure problem
And a mind which if traversing an obscure night
that has baffled people's minds and ears,
Would fatigue people’s hearts and ears
أَضحتit became تُجَلّىunveiled لَدىbefore الأَفهامِunderstandings مُسفِرَةًuncovering
أَضحت تُجَلّى لَدى الأَفهامِ مُسفِرَةً
عَنof وَجهِthe face of أَوطَفa long-lashed one ساجيtranquil الطَرفَof gaze نَعساناdrowsy
عَن وَجهِ أَوطَف ساجي الطَرفَ نَعسانا
would leave it unveiled before their understanding, revealing
It appears making clear to minds
the face of a long-lashed beauty, tranquil-eyed and drowsy.
A face more compassionate to the sleepy eye
وَمَنطِقٍand eloquence لَوif وَعىcomprehended سَحبانُSahban مَنطِقَهhis speech
وَمَنطِقٍ لَو وَعى سَحبانُ مَنطِقَه
يَوماًone day لأَسحَبwould make trail ذَيلَthe train of العِيِّinarticulacy سحباناSahban
يَوماً لأَسحَب ذَيلَ العِيِّ سحبانا
And eloquence that, had Sahban taken in his speech
And speech which if clouds grasped its speech
one day, would have made Sahban trail the train of inarticulacy.
One day it would drag the train of clouds
حَلّالُsolver of مُشكلةٍa problem فَتّاحُopener of مُقفَلةٍa locked matter
حَلّالُ مُشكلةٍ فَتّاحُ مُقفَلةٍ
كَشّافُdispeller of مُعضِلَةِthe perplexity of الأَفهامِminds عِرفاناthrough knowledge
كَشّافُ مُعضِلَةِ الأَفهامِ عِرفانا
A solver of problems, an opener of locked mysteries,
Solving problems, unlocking the locked
a dispeller, through knowledge, of what baffles minds.
Enlightening the mind’s dilemmas, truly knowing
ياO أَيُّهاyou الفاضلexcellent one المُعييwho baffles بِمَنطِقهby his eloquence
يا أَيُّها الفاضل المُعيي بِمَنطِقه
مَصاقعَthe orators of العُربِthe Arabs عَدناناًAdnan وَقَحطاناand Qahtan
مَصاقعَ العُربِ عَدناناً وَقَحطانا
O excellent one, whose eloquence confounds
O noble one tiring minds with his speech
the Arab orators, of Adnan and Qahtan.
Both Arabs, ‘Adnan and Qahtan
لَكَyours is اليَراعُthe reed pen الَّذيwhich يَحكيimitates تسارعُهits swiftness
لَكَ اليَراعُ الَّذي يَحكي تسارعُه
وَقَدand already مَشىit moved فَوقَover مَتنِthe back of الطرسthe parchment ثُعباناa serpent
وَقَد مَشى فَوقَ مَتنِ الطرس ثُعبانا
Yours is the reed pen whose swift motion mimics—
For you is the camel litter whose speeding
as it travels over the parchment's back—a serpent.
Once walked atop the horse litter's cargo
طَوراًat times نَراهُwe see it عَلىover الأَرواحlives مُحتَكِماًholding sway
طَوراً نَراهُ عَلى الأَرواح مُحتَكِماً
وَتارَةًand at other times يَهَبُit grants الأَرواحَlives منّاناgenerously
وَتارَةً يَهَبُ الأَرواحَ منّانا
At times we see it holding sway over lives,
We see him sometimes judging souls
and at others it generously grants life.
Other times generously granting souls
مَولايmy lord ياO كَعبةKaaba of الفَضلِexcellence الَّذيwhich وَقفتhalted
مَولاي يا كَعبة الفَضلِ الَّذي وَقفت
بِبابِهاat its gate نُجُبthe swift camels of الآمالِhopes رُكباناwith riders
بِبابِها نُجُب الآمالِ رُكبانا
My lord, O Kaaba of excellence, at whose
My Master, O Kaaba of superiority, your
gate hope's swift camels have halted, bearing riders;
Door is hope’s destination for ships of resolve
وَخَيرand finest مُنتَجعpasture أَمَّتsought نَداهُits bounty عَلىdespite
وَخَير مُنتَجع أَمَّت نَداهُ عَلى
نَأيthe remoteness of الدِيارhomes مَطاياthe mounts of العَزمِresolve أَظعاناin caravans
نَأي الدِيار مَطايا العَزمِ أَظعانا
and finest pasture, to whose bounty came, despite
The best place of rest the far lands
far-distant homes, the mounts of resolve in caravans.
Heard its call, camels of determination racing
ماnot البَحرُthe sea مُلتَطِماًsurging وَالدَهرُand time معواناhelpful
ما البَحرُ مُلتَطِماً وَالدَهرُ معوانا
وَالليثand the lion مُنتَقِماًavenging وَالغَيثُand rain هتّاناpouring down
وَالليث مُنتَقِماً وَالغَيثُ هتّانا
Neither the sea when surging, nor time when helpful,
Not the aggressive sea, time, lion, or clouds
nor the lion when avenging, nor rain when pouring,
More beneficial than your knowing hand
أَندىmore generous يَداًof hand مِنكَthan you أَولىreadier مِنكَthan you عارِفَةًwith favor
أَندى يَداً مِنكَ أَولى مِنكَ عارِفَةً
أَمضىmore piercing شَباةًof point أَدنىnearer مِنكَthan you إِحساناwith kindness
أَمضى شَباةً أَدنى مِنكَ إِحسانا
is more generous-handed than you, readier than you with favor,
Or truer than your kindness however small
sharper of point, or nearer than you with kindness.
Or sweeter than your benevolence however little
وَهاكهاand take her غادةًa maiden صِغرnarrowness of الوشاحthe sash خَطَتshe stepped
وَهاكها غادةً صِغر الوشاح خَطَت
إِلىtoward حِمىthe sanctuary of عالِمٍa scholar لَمnot يَرضَhe accepted أَقراناpeers
إِلى حِمى عالِمٍ لَم يَرضَ أَقرانا
And receive her, a maiden narrow at the sash, who has stepped
And your letter came humbly folded
toward the sanctuary of a scholar who accepts no peers:
Seeking your care though great men refused
حِمَىًa sanctuary غَداthat became مَعقلa stronghold of الأَهواءdesires متّشحاًgirded
حِمَىً غَدا مَعقل الأَهواء متّشحاً
بِالبيضِwith white blades وَالسُمرِand brown shafts أَسيافاًswords وَمُرّاناand supple spears
بِالبيضِ وَالسُمرِ أَسيافاً وَمُرّانا
a sanctuary become the stronghold of desires, girded
An asylum bearing arms white and red
with white blades and brown shafts, with swords and supple spears.
Provisions for the visitor, a meadow for the rider
ذُخرٌa treasure لِقاصِدِهِfor its seeker رَوضٌa meadow لِرائِدهfor its scout
ذُخرٌ لِقاصِدِهِ رَوضٌ لِرائِده
بَحرٌa sea لِواردهfor one who comes to it وافاهhe reached it عَطشاناthirsty
بَحرٌ لِوارده وافاه عَطشانا
A treasure for its seeker, a meadow for its scout,
A refuge for the mystic, a lodge for the compassionate
a sea for one who comes to it, arriving thirsty;
An asylum for the questioner; through it my life is eased
مَأوىًa refuge لِعارفةٍfor kindness مَثوىًa dwelling لِعاطفةٍfor compassion
مَأوىً لِعارفةٍ مَثوىً لِعاطفةٍ
مَغنىًan abode لِسالفَةٍfor a former favor عَيشيmy life بِهاthrough it لاناgrew easy
مَغنىً لِسالفَةٍ عَيشي بِها لانا
a refuge for kindness, a dwelling for compassion,
Walks not upright but bends like the garden’s branches
an abode for an earlier favor through which my life grew easy.
Ashamed amidst the garden’s candy
خَوطيّةshoot-slender ماnever اِنثَنىswayed خَطِّيُّthe Khatti lance of قامَتهاher stature
خَوطيّة ما اِنثَنى خَطِّيُّ قامَتها
إِلّاexcept وَأَخجَلand shamed وَسطamid الرَوضِthe garden قُضباناbranches
إِلّا وَأَخجَل وَسط الرَوضِ قُضبانا
A shoot-slender maiden, whose stature's Khatti lance never bends
Seeking your approval, hoping your compassion
without shaming the branches in the garden's midst.
To a lover whose love is gently tasted
تَبغىshe seeks قَبَولاacceptance وَتَرجُوand hopes for مِنكَfrom you عاطِفَةًcompassion
تَبغى قَبَولا وَتَرجُو مِنكَ عاطِفَةً
نَحوtoward اِمرئٍa man وُدُّهhis affection بِالمَذقwith insincerity ماnot شاناhe marred
نَحو اِمرئٍ وُدُّه بِالمَذق ما شانا
She seeks acceptance and hopes for compassion from you
Your servant the son of Al-Tala’i has been
toward a man who has not tainted his affection with insincerity:
Betrayed by time, which betrayed us
عُبَيدُthe humble servant of بابكyour gate نجلُthe son of الطالويِّal-Talawi فَقَدfor already
عُبَيدُ بابك نجلُ الطالويِّ فَقَد
أَخنَتwreaked ruin عَلَيهِupon him يَدُthe hand of الدَهرِtime الَّذيwhich خاناbetrayed
أَخنَت عَلَيهِ يَدُ الدَهرِ الَّذي خانا
your threshold's humble servant, the son of al-Talawi; for
I do not complain but of his sons though
the hand of treacherous time has laid him low.
I masked my speech, so note what was implied
وَلَيسَand not شَكوايmy complaint إِلّاexcept مِنagainst بَنيهits sons وَإِنand although
وَلَيسَ شَكواي إِلّا مِن بَنيه وَإِن
كَنَّيتُI alluded عَنهُمto them بِهِthrough it فَاِفطَنso understand لَماwhat كاناhappened
كَنَّيتُ عَنهُم بِهِ فَاِفطَن لَما كانا
My complaint is only against its sons, although
Who but you is hope for this matter, O my wish
I have alluded to them through it; discern what happened.
So favor me and be my aid against events
وَمَنand who سِواكَbesides you لِهَذاfor this الأَمرِmatter ياO أَمَليmy hope
وَمَن سِواكَ لِهَذا الأَمرِ يا أَمَلي
فَاِمنُنso bestow favor وَكُنand be ليfor me عَلىagainst الأَحداثِmisfortunes مِعواناa helper
فَاِمنُن وَكُن لي عَلى الأَحداثِ مِعوانا
Who but you can meet this need, O my hope?
While days have corrupted with malice
So bestow your favor and help me against misfortunes.
Still you build for benevolence a structure
وَالأَبand mend لَماwhat أَثأَتِinflicted الأَيّامthe days مِنof دَنفٍsickness
وَالأَب لَما أَثأَتِ الأَيّام مِن دَنفٍ
لاmay not زِلتَyou cease تَرفعُyou raise لِلمَعروفِfor kindness بُنياناan edifice
لا زِلتَ تَرفعُ لِلمَعروفِ بُنيانا
And heal the sickness that the days have inflicted;
Greetings as long as a star rises or
may you ever raise the edifice of kindness.
The sun shines and the breeze shakes the branches
وَاِسلَمand live safely وَدُمand endure ماas long as سَرىjourneyed نَجمٌa star وَماand as long as طَلَعَتrose
وَاِسلَم وَدُم ما سَرى نَجمٌ وَما طَلَعَت
شَمسٌa sun وَهَزَّand shook نَسيمُthe breeze of الرَوضِthe garden أَغصاناbranches
شَمسٌ وَهَزَّ نَسيمُ الرَوضِ أَغصانا
Stay safe and endure while a star journeys, and while there rises
It cries between Damascus’ two gardens, your
a sun, and the garden breeze sways branches,
Moonshine neighbor accustomed to company and separation
وَناحَand mourned بَينَamid رِياضِthe gardens of الغُوطَتَينِthe two Ghutas ضُحىًat forenoon
وَناحَ بَينَ رِياضِ الغُوطَتَينِ ضُحىً
قَمريُّa turtledove of مُقرىًMuqra لِإِلفٍfor a mate وَاِمتَطىand mounted باناa ban-tree
قَمريُّ مُقرىً لِإِلفٍ وَاِمتَطى بانا
and at forenoon, amid the gardens of the two Ghutas, mourns
Muqra's turtledove for its mate, and mounts a ban-tree.
Partial English translation: 110 of 112 Arabic lines translated.