Sol 6.1

  1. أَجَنَةُ عَدنٍ قَد بَدا لي حورها

    أَم الخَيمَةُ الزَرقاءُ لاحَت بدُورُها

    Is it the Garden of Eden, whose houris have appeared to me,

    Or the blue tent, whose full moons have shone forth?

  2. أَم المُقلَةُ الوَسنى تَزورُ حَبيبَها

    فَلَمّا اِنثَنَت يَقظَى تَبيَّنَ زُورُها

    Or does the drowsy eye visit its beloved,

    Then, when it returns awake, its illusion becomes clear?

  3. فُتِنّا بِآرامٍ دَواعي صَبابَةٍ

    سَواجِي لِحاظٍ قَد سَبانا فُتورُها

    We were bewitched by white gazelles that summon yearning,

    With tranquil glances whose languor has taken us captive.

  4. أَوانسَ فارَقنَ الكِناسَ فَأَصبَحَت

    نَوافِرَ قَد عَزَّت عَلى مَن يَزُورُها

    Gentle maidens who left the covert and became

    Skittish, inaccessible to whoever visits them.

  5. يُدِرنَ مِن الأَحداقِ أَقداحَ قَهوَةٍ

    ثَمِلنا بِها لَكن عَدانا سُرورُها

    From their eyes they pass around goblets of wine;

    We grew drunk on it, but its joy passed us by.

  6. وَيَنصُبنَ بِالأَهدابِ إِشراكَ فِتنةٍ

    تَصيدُ بِها الآسادَ بادٍ زَئيرُها

    And with their lashes they set snares of enchantment,

    With which they hunt lions whose roaring rings out.

  7. وَأَسفَرنَ عَن مِثلِ الشُموسِ طَوالِعاً

    بِأَعيُنِ عِينٍ عَزَّ مِنها نُفورُها

    And they unveiled faces like rising suns,

    With wide eyes, whose shying away is hard to bear.

  8. وَهَب أَنَّ أَغصانَ النَقا شِبهُ قَدِّها

    فَأَنّى لَها مُرخىً عَلَيها شُعورُها

    And grant that branches on the dunes resemble their figures—

    Then how could those branches have their tresses hanging over them?

  9. تَلَفَّعنَ في داجٍ مِن الوَحفِ سائِلٍ

    إِلى كَعبِها يَنجرُّ مِنها صَغيرها

    They wrapped themselves in flowing darkness of thick hair,

    Its shortest strands trailing down to their ankles.

  10. فَمَن يَسرِ خَلفاً ضَلَّ في ظُلمَةٍ وَمَن

    يَسيرُ أَماماً فَهوَ يَهديهِ نورُها

    So whoever travels by night behind them is lost in darkness, and whoever

    Walks ahead is guided by their light.

  11. وَيَبهرنَ كُلَّ النَيِّراتِ بِغُرَّةٍ

    تَلألأ مِنها ضوؤُها وَسُفورُها

    And they outshine all the heavenly lights with a radiant brow,

    From which their light and unveiled beauty sparkle.

  12. وَيُقعِدنَها الأَردافُ رَيّا ثَقيلَةً

    فَتنهِضُها ظَمأى خِفافاً خُصورُها

    And their hips, lush and heavy, hold them seated;

    Then their thirsty, light waists lift them up.

  13. وَتَجلو لآلي ثَغرِها وَتمجّها

    جَنى شَهدَةٍ أَضحى الأَراك يَشورُها

    And they reveal the pearls of their mouths and pour over them

    Honeycomb nectar, which the arak twig now draws forth.

  14. أَظَبيَ الفَلا قُل لِي بِأَيَّةِ حيلَةٍ

    تَحيَّلتَ حَتّى عَينها تَستَعيرها

    O gazelle of the wilderness, tell me by what ruse

    You contrived to borrow their eyes.

  15. وَيا دُرَّةَ الغَوّاصِ زِدتَ مَلاحَةً

    إِلى العَين لَمّا أَشبَهتك ثُغُورُها

    And O diver's pearl, you grew more lovely

    To the eye when their mouths resembled you.

  16. وَيا حقّي العاجِ الَّذي اِزدانَ حِلةً

    مَتى أَمكَنَت مِن خَرطِ نهدٍ نُحُورُها

    And O twin ivory caskets, adorned in a robe,

    When did their bosoms let you fashion a breast on a lathe?

  17. أَبى نَهدُها مِن مَسِّ وَشيٍ لِجسمِها

    كَذا الرِدفُ يَأَبى مَسَّ وَشيٍ ظُهورُها

    Their breasts forbid brocade to touch their bodies;

    Likewise their hips forbid brocade to touch their backs.

  18. أَثَرنَ بِقَلبي لَوعَةً إِثرَ لَوعَةٍ

    كَذَلِكَ حُبُّ الغانياتِ يُثِيرُها

    They stirred in my heart pang after pang of longing;

    Such pangs are stirred by love of beautiful women.