Sol 6.1

  1. يا إِخوَتي إِنَّ الهَوى قاتِلي

    فَيَسِّروا الأَكفانَ مِن عاجِلِ

    O my brothers, passion will kill me;

    So make the shrouds ready at once.

  2. وَلا تَلوموا في اتِّباعِ الهَوى

    فَإِنَّني في شُغُلٍ شاغِلِ

    And do not blame me for following passion,

    For I am taken up with an all-consuming concern.

  3. عَيني عَلى عُتبَةَ مُنهَلَّةٌ

    بِدَمعِها المُنسَكِبِ السائِلِ

    My eye overflows for Utbah

    With its spilling, streaming tears.

  4. يا مَن رَأى قَبلي قَتيلاً بَكى

    مِن شِدَّةِ الوَجدِ عَلى القاتِلِ

    Oh, who before me has seen a slain man weep

    From the intensity of longing, over his killer?

  5. بَسَطتُ كَفّي نَحوَكُم سائِلاً

    ماذا تَرُدّونَ عَلى السائِلِ

    I held out my palm toward you, begging:

    What do you offer the beggar in reply?

  6. إِن لَم تُنيلوهُ فَقولوا لَهُ

    قَولاً جَميلاً بَدَلَ النائِلِ

    If you give him nothing, then say to him

    A kind word in place of a gift.

  7. أَوكُنتُمُ العامَ عَلى عُسرَةٍ

    مِنهُ فَمَنّوهُ إِلى قابِلِ

    Or if this year you are too hard-pressed

    To give it, then hold out hope to him until next year.

  8. كَأَنَّها مِن حُسنِها دُرَّةٌ

    أَخرَجَها اليَمُّ إِلى الساحِلِ

    In her beauty she is like a pearl

    That the sea has cast upon the shore.

  9. كَأَنَّ في فيها وَفي طَرفِها

    سَواحِراً أَقبَلنَ مِن بابِلِ

    It is as though in her mouth and in her gaze

    Were sorceresses who had come from Babylon.

  10. لَم يُبقِ مِنّي حُبُّها ما خَلا

    حُشاشَةً في بَدَنٍ ناحِلِ

    My love for her has left nothing of me but

    A last spark of life in a wasted body.