إِنَّ الخَليطً الَّذينَ كُنتُ بِهِم

إِنَّ الخَليطً الَّذينَ كُنتُ بِهِم

صَبّاً لِلفِراقِ فَافتَرَقُوا

صَبّاً لِلفِراقِ فَافتَرَقُوا

Indeed, the companions of whom I was

The companions with whom I was

enamored were bound for parting, and so they parted.

A morning cup for parting, so they parted,

يا نَظرَةً ما نَظَرتُ في فَلَقِ ال

يا نَظرَةً ما نَظَرتُ في فَلَقِ ال

صُبحِ إِلَيها إِذ قيلَ تَنطَلِقُ

صُبحِ إِلَيها إِذ قيلَ تَنطَلِقُ

Ah, what a glance I cast at the break of

O glance, never did I glance in the rending

dawn toward her, when it was said she was leaving!

Of dawn towards it when it was said she departs,

خِلخالُها مُشبَعٌ وَدُملُجُها

خِلخالُها مُشبَعٌ وَدُملُجُها

وَالكَشحُ مِنها وِشاحُهُ قَلِقُ

وَالكَشحُ مِنها وِشاحُهُ قَلِقُ

Her anklet fits snugly, and so does her armlet;

Her anklet is sated and her tattoo smudged

and the sash about her waist hangs loose.

And the mole on her from it an unsettled scarf,

نِعمَ شِعارُ الفَتى إِذا بَرَدَ ال

نِعمَ شِعارُ الفَتى إِذا بَرَدَ ال

لَيلُ وَنَدّى أَثوابُهُ اللَثَقُ

لَيلُ وَنَدّى أَثوابُهُ اللَثَقُ

A fine inner garment for a young man when the

Good are the youth’s traces when night cools

night grows cold and dampness wets his clothes!

And its clothes dampen in clinging folds,

خُمصانَةٌ كَالمَهاةِ آنِسَةٌ

خُمصانَةٌ كَالمَهاةِ آنِسَةٌ

لَم يَغذُها مِن مَعِيشَةٍ رَنَقُ

لَم يَغذُها مِن مَعِيشَةٍ رَنَقُ

Slender-waisted like an oryx, companionable,

Snub-nosed like an ostrich, friendly,

she has never been nourished by tainted sustenance.

Not fed by life on herbs that choke,

غَرّاءُ كَاللَيلَةِ المُبارَكَةِ ال

غَرّاءُ كَاللَيلَةِ المُبارَكَةِ ال

قَمراءِ يُجلى بِضَوئِها الأُفُقُ

قَمراءِ يُجلى بِضَوئِها الأُفُقُ

Radiant as the blessed night,

Rosy as the blessed night, the

moonlit, by whose light the horizon is revealed.

Moony, by whose light horizons shine.