Sol 6.1

  1. بُرُوقَ الحِمَى هَلْ دَمْعُكُنَّ يَجُودُ

    وَهَلْ عَطِشَتْ بَعْدَ الغَرِيقِ زَرُودُ

    O lightnings of the sanctuary, will your tears flow freely?

    And has Zarud grown thirsty after the deluge?

  2. مَنَازِلُ مِنْ سُعْدَى سْعِيدٌ نَزِيُلهَا

    كَأَنَّ بِهَاتَيكَ البِيُوتِ عُقُودُ

    Dwellings of Su'da—happy is their guest,

    As though necklaces were in those houses.

  3. إِذَا ابْتَسَمَتْ لَيْلاً بَكَى مُسْتَهَامُهَا

    فَمِنْهَا وَمِنْهُ بَارِقٌ وَرُعُودُ

    When she smiles at night, her love-crazed lover weeps;

    So from her and from him come a lightning flash and peals of thunder.

  4. وَفِي الحَيِّ وَسْنَانُ اللَّوَاحِظِ سَالِبٌ

    وَآخرُ مَسْلُوبُ الفُؤَادِ فَقِيدُ

    And in the camp is a thief with drowsy glances,

    And another, robbed of his heart, is lost.

  5. وَظَبْي فَلاَةٍ آنسٍ فَكَأَنَّهُ

    لِرَائِيهِ عِنْدَ الإِلْتِفَاتِ شَرُودُ

    And a tame gazelle of the wilderness—yet he seems

    To his beholder, when he turns, shy and elusive.

  6. تَرَقْرَقَ مَاءُ الحُسْنِ فِي وَجَنَاتِهِ

    وَلَيْسَ لِظَمْآنٍ إليْهِ وُرُودُ

    The water of beauty shimmered in his cheeks,

    Yet no thirsty one can approach it to drink.

  7. أَلاَ هَلْ إِلى عَصْرِ الصِّبَا ليَ عَوْدَةٌ

    وَهَيْهَاتَ مَا قَدْ فَات لَيْسَ يَعُودُ

    Ah, is there a return for me to the days of youth?

    But that is far beyond reach: what has passed does not return.

  8. كَأَنَّ لَيَالِيهِ لِمُبْدِعِ حُسْنِهَا

    شُعُورٌ وَمُحْمَرَّ الأَصِيلِ خُدُودُ

    As though its nights, for the maker of their beauty,

    Were tresses, and the crimson of late afternoon were cheeks.