وكأسٍand many a cup كأنَas though المسكَmusk فيهاin it حسوتُهاI sipped it
وكأسٍ كأنَ المسكَ فيها حسوتُها
ونازعنيهاand shared it with me صاحبa companion ليof mine ملوّمmuch-reproached
ونازعنيها صاحب لي ملوّم
And many a cup I sipped, as though musk were in it,
A cup, as if musk is in it, I sensed its fragrance
and a much-reproached companion of mine shared it with me:
And a companion of mine disputed me over it
أغرُّradiant-faced كأنّas though البدرَthe full moon سنّةthe likeness of وجَههhis face
أغرُّ كأنّ البدرَ سنّة وجَهه
لهhe has كفلbuttocks وافٍfull وفرعُand tresses ومَبسمand a smiling mouth
له كفل وافٍ وفرعُ ومَبسم
radiant, as though the full moon were the likeness of his face.
With a face as radiant as the full moon, his dimples shining
He has full buttocks, tresses, and a smiling mouth.
He has a well-built shoulder, elegant legs, and a smile
يُضيءillumines دُجىthe darkness of الظلماءthe dark night رونَقthe luster of خدهِhis cheek
يُضيء دُجى الظلماء رونَق خدهِ
وينجابُand clears away عنهfrom him الليلthe night والليلُthough the night مظلمis dark
وينجابُ عنه الليل والليلُ مظلم
The luster of his cheek illumines the night's darkness,
Illuminating the darkness of night with the glow of his cheek
and night draws away from him, though the night is dark.
As the night and darkness depart from him
وثديانِand two breasts كالحنقينِlike two small caskets (uncertain reading) والمتنُand the back مدمجٌfirmly knit
وثديانِ كالحنقينِ والمتنُ مدمجٌ
وجيدand a neck عليهupon it نَسقَa row of درٍّpearls منظَّمstrung in order
وجيد عليه نَسقَ درٍّ منظَّم
And two breasts like two small caskets [reading uncertain], and a firm-knit back,
And breasts like two jars, his waist perfectly rounded
and a neck bearing a row of well-strung pearls,
Above it, a belt of pearls, well-arranged
وبطنand a belly طواهHe drew it in اللَهGod طيّاtightly ومنطِقٌand a voice
وبطن طواه اللَه طيّا ومنطِقٌ
رخيمٌsoft and melodious وردِفٌand a rump نيطَattached بالحقوto the waist مفأمplump
رخيمٌ وردِفٌ نيطَ بالحقو مفأم
and a belly God has drawn in tight, and a voice
His belly wrapped by God, smooth and slender
soft and sweet, and a plump rump attached to the waist.
A loose robe wraps his thighs, tied at the waist
بهwith it تَبَلتنيshe made me lovesick واستبتنيand took me captive وغادرتand left
به تَبَلتني واستبتني وغادرت
لظىًa blaze فيin فؤاديmy heart نارُهاits fire تتضرّمflares up
لظىً في فؤادي نارُها تتضرّم
With that she made me lovesick, took me captive, and left
He captivated me, seduced me, left me
a blaze within my heart, its fire flaring.
A burning ember in my heart still smoldering
أبيتُI pass the night بهاover her أهديI rave إذاwhen الليلُthe night جنّنيenfolds me
أبيتُ بها أهدي إذا الليلُ جنّني
وأصبحand at dawn I am مبهوتاًdumbfounded فماso ... not أتكلّمI speak
وأصبح مبهوتاً فما أتكلّم
I pass the night raving over her when night enfolds me,
I spent the night obsessed, maddened by him
and at dawn I am dumbfounded, unable to speak.
I woke up confused, unable to utter a word
فمنthen who مُبلغُwill tell قوميmy people الدناthe close ones أنthat مُهجتيmy life's blood
فمن مُبلغُ قومي الدنا أن مُهجتي
تُبينwill depart لئنif indeed بانتshe departs ألاwill ... not? تتلومlinger
تُبين لئن بانت ألا تتلوم
Then who will tell my close kin that my life's blood
Who will tell my people of passion that my love
will depart if she departs—will she not linger?
If revealed, I hope no blame comes upon me
وعهديand my recollection بهاof her واللَهand may God يُصلحset right بالهاher affairs
وعهدي بها واللَه يُصلح بالها
تجودshe gives freely علىto مَنwhoever يُشتهيهاdesires her وتُنعمand bestows favors
تجود على مَن يُشتهيها وتُنعم
And I have known her—may God set her affairs right—
I pledged to be true, God reform him
to give freely to whoever desires her and bestow favors.
He gratifies whom he desires, always gentle
فماthen what بالُهاails her ضنَّتshe was stingy عليّtoward me بودّهاwith her affection
فما بالُها ضنَّت عليّ بودّها
وقلبيwhile my heart لهاis hers ياO قومmy people عانٍa captive متيّمenslaved by love
وقلبي لها يا قوم عانٍ متيّم
Why, then, has she begrudged me her affection,
Why did he become stingy with his affection for me
while my heart, my people, is her captive, enslaved by love?
My heart longing for him, O people, aflame, yearning