لاno وَاِختِلاسby stealing النَظَرthe glance
لا وَاِختِلاس النَظَر
خيفةfor fear of سَيفthe sword of الحورthe dark-eyed beauties
خيفة سَيف الحور
No—by the stealing of a glance,
for fear of the sword of the dark-eyed beauties;
وَنَفحةand by a waft شَممتهاI inhaled it
وَنَفحة شَممتها
مِنfrom نَشرthe fragrance of وَردthe rose of الخَفرbashfulness
مِن نَشر وَرد الخَفر
and by a waft I inhaled
from the fragrance of modesty's rose;
وَنَهلةand by a sip مِنof عُطرperfume
وَنَهلة مِن عُطر
حُلوsweet المَذاقthe taste خَصرcool
حُلو المَذاق خَصر
and by a sip of perfume,
sweet to the taste and cool,
مِنfrom مرشفa mouth مرصَعbejeweled
مِن مرشف مرصَع
ياقوتُهُits ruby بِالدُرَرwith pearls
ياقوتُهُ بِالدُرَر
from a bejeweled mouth,
its ruby set with pearls;
عَجلنيهاhe gave it to me swiftly شادنa young gazelle
عَجلنيها شادن
بِمَوعدat a tryst مُنتَظرawaited
بِمَوعد مُنتَظر
a young gazelle swiftly granted it to me
at an awaited tryst;
وَقُبلةand by a kiss سِرَقتَهاyou stole it
وَقُبلة سِرَقتَها
مُخاطِراًtaking a risk بِالنَظَرwith a glance
مُخاطِراً بِالنَظَر
and by a kiss you stole,
hazarding a glance,
مِنجيدfrom the neck of ظَبيa gazelle أَغيدsupple
مِنجيد ظَبي أَغيد
ذيwith صَفحةa cheek كَالقَمَرlike the moon
ذي صَفحة كَالقَمَر
from the neck of a supple gazelle
with a cheek like the moon;
فَبِتُso I spent the night فيهاin it منعماًin bliss
فَبِتُ فيها منعماً
مِنfrom لَمحa glimpse طَرفthe eye of الفكرthought
مِن لَمح طَرف الفكر
so I spent the night delighting in it,
through a glimpse of the mind's eye.
فَأَثَرتso it left a mark فيon جيدِهِhis neck
فَأَثَرت في جيدِهِ
بِأَحسنwith the loveliest ذاكَthat الأَثَرtrace
بِأَحسن ذاكَ الأَثَر
So it marked his neck
with that loveliest of traces,
إِلىuntil تَمامthe completion of سنةٍa year
إِلى تَمام سنةٍ
تَلوحit gleams تَحتَbeneath الطررthe locks of hair
تَلوح تَحتَ الطرر
for a whole year,
gleaming beneath his locks,
كَأَنَّهاas though it were شَقيقةan anemone
كَأَنَّها شَقيقة
فيamid ياسمينjasmine نَضَرfresh
في ياسمين نَضَر
as though it were an anemone
amid fresh jasmine.
لَمdid not يَرَsee طَرفيmy eye مِثلُهُhis like
لَم يَرَ طَرفي مِثلُهُ
وَلاnor أَرىI see فيamong البَشَرhumankind
وَلا أَرى في البَشَر
My eye has never seen his like,
nor do I see one among humankind.
ياO مَنyou who يَفوقsurpasses رِقَةin delicacy
يا مَن يَفوق رِقَة
لُطفthe gentleness of النَسيمthe breeze السحريpredawn
لُطف النَسيم السحري
O you whose delicacy surpasses
the gentleness of the predawn breeze,
يُنعِشُنيrevives me قَولthe saying of الوَرىpeople
يُنعِشُني قَول الوَرى
فُؤادَهُhis heart كَالحَجَرlike stone
فُؤادَهُ كَالحَجَر
it revives me when people say,
“His heart is like stone.”
وَذاكَand that منيon my part غَيرَةًjealousy
وَذاكَ مني غَيرَةً
مَقرونةًcoupled بِالخَطَرwith danger
مَقرونةً بِالخَطَر
And that is jealousy on my part,
coupled with danger.
أَفنيتُI have exhausted فيهاin it حَيليmy strength
أَفنيتُ فيها حَيلي
وَجلديand my endurance وَعُمريand my life
وَجلدي وَعُمري
I have exhausted my strength in it,
and my endurance and my life.
لاmay not زالَcease قَلبيmy heart صالياًburning
لا زالَ قَلبي صالياً
عَلَيكَover you جَمرthe embers of الحَذَرfear
عَلَيكَ جَمر الحَذَر
May my heart never cease burning
over you on the embers of fear;
وَلاand may not أَرانيكshow you to me مَعwith الthe
وَلا أَرانيك مَع ال
أغيارrivals حُكمthe decree of القَدَرfate
أغيار حُكم القَدَر
and may I never see you among the
rivals by fate's decree.
فَالصَونfor chastity أَيُّwhat a صَقلٍpolish
فَالصَون أَيُّ صَقلٍ
وَرَونَقand lustre المُصورthe fashioned form
وَرَونَق المُصور
For chastity—what a polish
and lustre for the fashioned form!
وَماand not حِماميmy death غَيرother than إِنif
وَما حِمامي غَير إِن
أَراكَI see you تَصُبyou cast البَصَرthe gaze
أَراكَ تَصُب البَصَر
And my death comes only if
I see you cast your gaze.
وَبَعدand after ذاthat فَمُهجَتيthen my lifeblood
وَبَعد ذا فَمُهجَتي
عَلىupon جَناحthe wing of السَفَرdeparture
عَلى جَناح السَفَر
And after that, my lifeblood
is on the wing of departure;
وَقَدand already جَرىhas flowed أَكثَرُهاmost of it
وَقَد جَرى أَكثَرُها
مِنfrom دَمعيmy tears المُنحَدرstreaming
مِن دَمعي المُنحَدر
and most of it has already flowed
through my streaming tears.
فَاِرفقso be gentle قَليلاًa little سَيديmy master
فَاِرفق قَليلاً سَيدي
بِقَلبيَwith my heart المنفَطرshattered
بِقَلبيَ المنفَطر
So be a little gentle, my master,
with my shattered heart;
فَقَدfor indeed أَذابَit has melted أَضلُعيmy ribs
فَقَد أَذابَ أَضلُعي
بِجَمرِهِwith its embers المُستَعرblazing
بِجَمرِهِ المُستَعر
for it has melted my ribs
with its blazing embers,
وَخِفتand I feared أَنthat يَرميَit would pelt مِنwhoever
وَخِفت أَن يَرميَ مِن
يَعذُلُنيreproaches me بِالشَررwith sparks
يَعذُلُني بِالشَرر
and I feared it might pelt whoever
reproaches me—with sparks.