اِنسَ رَسمَ الدِيارِ ثُمَّ الطُلولا

اِنسَ رَسمَ الدِيارِ ثُمَّ الطُلولا

وَاِهجُرِ الرَبعَ دارِساً وَمَحيلا

وَاِهجُرِ الرَبعَ دارِساً وَمَحيلا

Forget the traces of the dwellings, then the ruins;

Forget the abode you drew and the heights,

Forget the traces of the dwellings and the scattered ruins,

and abandon the campsite, effaced and barren.

And abandon this land you tread and home.

And abandon the encampment, now effaced and desolate.

هَل رَأَيتَ الدِيارَ رَدَّت جَواباً

هَل رَأَيتَ الدِيارَ رَدَّت جَواباً

وَأَجابَت لِذي سُؤالٍ سُؤولا

وَأَجابَت لِذي سُؤالٍ سُؤولا

Have you seen the dwellings return an answer,

Have you seen an abode answer back,

Have you ever seen the ruins return an answer,

and answer the question of one who asks?

Or respond to one questioning and pleading?

Or yield a response to the one who questions them?

وَاِشرَبَنها كَأَنَّها عَينُ ديكٍ

وَاِشرَبَنها كَأَنَّها عَينُ ديكٍ

يَطرُدُ الهَمَّ طَعمُها وَالغَليلا

يَطرُدُ الهَمَّ طَعمُها وَالغَليلا

And do drink it, as though it were a rooster's eye;

Drink it as if it were a rooster's eye

But drink that draught, red and bright as a rooster’s eye,

its taste drives away sorrow and burning thirst.

Whose taste dispels sorrow and dissolves pain.

Whose taste banishes sorrow and quenches the burning thirst.

هِيَ إِذ ما تَغَلغَلَت في عُروقي

هِيَ إِذ ما تَغَلغَلَت في عُروقي

عَجَّلَ الهَمُّ عَن فُؤادي الرَحيلا

عَجَّلَ الهَمُّ عَن فُؤادي الرَحيلا

When it seeps deep into my veins,

When it seeped into my veins

For when it courses deep within my veins,

sorrow hastens its departure from my heart.

Sorrow quickly bid farewell to my heart.

Grief makes haste to depart from my heart.

وَنَديمٍ مُساعِدٍ غَيرِ نِكسِ

وَنَديمٍ مُساعِدٍ غَيرِ نِكسِ

حَيثُما مِلتَ مالَ مَعكَ مَميلا

حَيثُما مِلتَ مالَ مَعكَ مَميلا

And an obliging drinking companion, no weakling:

With an aiding, unfailing drinking mate

With a compliant companion, no weakling he,

wherever you lean, he leans along with you.

Wherever you inclined, he inclined with you.

Who sways in perfect measure wherever you may sway.

رَنَّحَتهُ الكُؤوسُ بِالصِرفِ حَتّى

رَنَّحَتهُ الكُؤوسُ بِالصِرفِ حَتّى

خَرَّ مِنها عَلى الجَبينِ تَليلا

خَرَّ مِنها عَلى الجَبينِ تَليلا

The cups of unmixed wine made him reel, until

It wore him out with pure wine,

The cups of pure vintage left him staggering,

he collapsed from their effect, prostrate upon his brow.

Till it dripped down his brow soothingly.

Until he collapsed, prostrate upon his brow.

قُلتُ لَمّا بَدَت تَباشيرُ صُبحٍ

قُلتُ لَمّا بَدَت تَباشيرُ صُبحٍ

هَتَكَت في دُجى الظَلامِ الذُيولا

هَتَكَت في دُجى الظَلامِ الذُيولا

I said, when the first signs of dawn appeared,

I said, as the break of dawn appeared,

I spoke as the first heralds of the dawn appeared,

rending the skirts of darkness in the deep gloom,

Piercing the dark night's veil:

Rending the trailing skirts of the night’s darkness.

فَشَكا شِدَّةَ الخُمارِ عَلَي

فَشَكا شِدَّةَ الخُمارِ عَلَي

هِ وَتَلَكَّأَ لِأَخذِ كَأسٍ قَليلا

هِ وَتَلَكَّأَ لِأَخذِ كَأسٍ قَليلا

and then he complained of the hangover weighing heavily upon

He complained of the wine's intensity upon him

He complained to me of the hangover’s severity,

him, and hesitated a little before taking a cup:

And leaned back to take just a little.

And hesitated a moment to accept another cup.

قُم بِنَفسي أَقيكَ مِن كُلِّ سوءٍ

قُم بِنَفسي أَقيكَ مِن كُلِّ سوءٍ

فَاِصطَبِحها مُدامَةً مَشمولا

فَاِصطَبِحها مُدامَةً مَشمولا

"Rise! With my own life I would shield you from every harm;

I said: rouse yourself to spare me from all ills

"Rise—may my soul be your ransom—I will shield you from all harm,

so drink it at dawn, wine cooled by the north wind."

And face the morn embraced.

And take the morning draught, a vintage chilled by the north wind."

قُلتُ خُذها لِكَي يَزولَ التَشَكّي

قُلتُ خُذها لِكَي يَزولَ التَشَكّي

فَبِها يُصبِحُ الخُمارُ قَتيلا

فَبِها يُصبِحُ الخُمارُ قَتيلا

I said, "Take it, so that complaining may cease;

He said: take it so complaint may cease

I said, "Take it, that your complaining may cease,

for through it the hangover is slain."

And by it the wine's life comes to an end.

For by this cup, the hangover is slain."

فَاِستَوى قاعِداً وَأَبرَزَ كَفّاً

فَاِستَوى قاعِداً وَأَبرَزَ كَفّاً

لَم تَزَل راحُها لِراحٍ حَمولا

لَم تَزَل راحُها لِراحٍ حَمولا

Then he sat upright and held out a hand,

He sat upright and held out a palm

So he sat upright and extended a hand,

whose palm had never ceased to bear wine.

That never stopped serving palms.

A palm that has ever been a bearer of the wine-cup.

وَتَغَنّى عَلى المُدامِ ثَلاثاً

وَتَغَنّى عَلى المُدامِ ثَلاثاً

أُزجُرِ العَينَ أَن تُبَكّي الطُلولا

أُزجُرِ العَينَ أَن تُبَكّي الطُلولا

And over the wine he sang three times:

And he sang thrice of the wine,

And he sang out three times over the wine:

"Forbid the eye to bewail the ruins."

Chiding the eye for weeping at past heights.

"Forbid the eye to weep over the vanished ruins!"