Sol 6.1

  1. ما أَحسَنَ ما يَقرا حَبيبيَ شِعري

    فيهِ غَزلاً وَسامِع لا يَدري

    How beautifully my beloved reads my poetry,

    Love verse about him, while a listener is unaware.

  2. يَدري قَمَري بِأَنَّ فيهِ دُرَراً

    لاقى دُرَراً مُستخرجا مِن بَحرِ

    My moon knows that it contains pearls;

    He found pearls, drawing them from a sea.

  3. بَحرٌ مَدَدٌ لَهُ ذَكاءٌ خُلِقا

    حَتّى لَحَسِبتُ فِكرَهُ مِن جَمرِ

    A sea fed by an intelligence so fashioned

    That I surely thought his mind was made of embers.

  4. جَمرٌ مُتَوقِّدٌ سَرى في حُجُبٍ

    لِلخَد فَأخالُ جَمرهُ لا يَسرِي

    Blazing embers that coursed through veils

    Of the cheek; I fancy his embers do not spread.

  5. يَسرِي لِشَجٍ فُؤادُهُ في حَرقٍ

    قَد ذابَ أَسىً مِن ساكِنٍ في القَصرِ

    They spread to a grieving man whose heart is aflame,

    Already melted with grief for one dwelling in the palace.

  6. قَصرٌ لِرَشاً كَأَنَّما طَلعتُهُ

    مِن شَمسِ ضُحىً أَو وجهُهُ مِن بَدرِ

    A palace for a gazelle-fawn, as though his visage

    Were from the forenoon sun, or his face from a full moon.

  7. بَدرٌ وَعَلَتهُ ظُلَّةٌ مِن شَعَرٍ

    يَهتَزُّ نَقاً مِن تَحتِ غُصنٍ نَضرِ

    A full moon, and above him rose a canopy of hair;

    A sand dune sways beneath a verdant bough.

  8. نَضرٌ وَشَكا مِن رِدفِهِ مِن ثِقَلٍ

    فيهِ وَكَأَنَّ رِدفَهُ مِن صَخرِ

    Verdant, and it complained of his rump, of a weight

    Within it, as though his rump were made of rock.

  9. صَخرٌ كَفُؤادِ مَن هَوينا شَغَفاً

    فَيهِ فَلَقَد أَودى بِهِ لي صَبرِي

    Rock, like the heart of the one we loved with passion

    For him—because of him my patience has indeed perished.

  10. صَبرٌ صَبرٌ مَتى يُجَرَّع صَبرٌ

    جِسماً دَنِفاً فَحيَّهل لِلقَبرِ

    Patience is bitter aloes; when aloes is administered

    To an ailing body, then on to the grave!