ياO منone who يَعوذseeks refuge بهin him الورىhumankind
يا من يَعوذ به الورى
منamong مُجِبرٍone under compulsion أوor مُستطيعِone able to act
من مُجِبرٍ أو مُستطيعِ
O you in whom all people seek refuge,
O Refuge of mankind
Whether compelled or free to act.
From the compelling or the able
أَنتَyou الربيعspring وإنماand it is only that
أَنتَ الربيع وإنما
جادَhas given generously الزمانُtime علىto الربيعspring
جادَ الزمانُ على الربيع
You are spring itself; it is only that
You are the spring, though
Time has lavished its bounty upon spring.
Time has been harsh on spring
غَفَلَgrew heedless الرقيبُthe watcher فزارنيso he visited me
غَفَلَ الرقيبُ فزارني
قمرٌa moon مطالعهits rising places ضلوعيmy ribs
قمرٌ مطالعه ضلوعي
The watcher grew heedless, so I was visited by
The guard was heedless, so the moon visited me
A moon whose rising places are my ribs.
Its rising at my ribs
فرناthen he gazed إلىtoward مَجْرىthe course of الكؤوthe cups (first part)
فرنا إلى مَجْرى الكؤو
سِcompletion of 'cups' وأنتَand you أعلمُknow best بالخليعabout the libertine
سِ وأنتَ أعلمُ بالخليع
Then he gazed toward the flow of the cups,
So we fled to the course of modesty
And you know the libertine best.
While You know best the shameless
فابعثْso send بهاwith it تُسْليit consoles النفوthe souls (first part)
فابعثْ بها تُسْلي النفو
سَcompletion of 'souls' وتَقْتَضيand secures أمْنthe safety of المروعthe frightened one
سَ وتَقْتَضي أمْن المروع
So send it, to console souls
Send us relief to soothe the souls
And secure the frightened one's peace.
And fulfill the safety of the frightened
لأرىso that I may see بديلةَa substitute ريقِهِhis saliva
لأرى بديلةَ ريقِهِ
ويرىand he may see بديلاًa substitute منfor دموعيmy tears
ويرى بديلاً من دموعي
So I may find a substitute for his saliva,
So I may see the substitute of its radiance
And he may find a substitute for my tears.
And it may see a substitute for my tears
نَبَتْwas inhospitable بيَto me حِمْصُHims جادَهاmay water it كلُّevery مُرْهِمٍdrizzling cloud
نَبَتْ بيَ حِمْصُ جادَها كلُّ مُرْهِمٍ
تُهِلُّcry out الرُّباthe hills بالشكرِwith thanks أيَّانَwhenever يَهْمَعُit pours
تُهِلُّ الرُّبا بالشكرِ أيَّانَ يَهْمَعُ
Hims has spurned me; may every drizzling cloud water it,
My sorrows blossomed and shed all their fruit
The hills cry out in thanks whenever it pours.
Gratitude hollows out hardships however they persist
وماand not كنتُI was أخْشَىfearing أنthat أَحُلَّI would settle ببلدةٍin a town
وما كنتُ أخْشَى أن أَحُلَّ ببلدةٍ
بهاin it غَصَصٌchoking pangs منfrom أهلهاits people وهيَthough it is بلْقَعa wasteland
بها غَصَصٌ من أهلها وهيَ بلْقَع
And I did not fear that I would settle in a town
I did not fear to settle in a town
Where its people cause choking grief, though it is a wasteland.
Where it has partisans among its people, and it is spotted
وماand not أخملونيthey obscured me لكنِbut المجدَglory أَخْمَلُواthey obscured
وما أخملوني لكنِ المجدَ أَخْمَلُوا
وماand not ضَيّعُونيthey neglected me لكنِbut العلمَlearning ضيعواthey neglected
وما ضَيّعُوني لكنِ العلمَ ضيعوا
And they have not obscured me; they have obscured glory.
They did not make me blink, but they blinked at glory
And they have not neglected me; they have neglected learning.
They did not lose me, but they lost knowledge
وبينَand between ضُلوعيmy ribs ماsomething لوif أنّthat أقَلّهُits least part
وبينَ ضُلوعي ما لو أنّ أقَلّهُ
بأكْنافِin the flanks of رَضْوىRadwa أوْشكتْit would nearly تتصدَّعsplit apart
بأكْنافِ رَضْوى أوْشكتْ تتصدَّع
And between my ribs lies something—if its smallest part
Within my ribs is that - if I disclosed the least of it
Were in Radwa's flanks, it would almost split apart.
The edges of happiness would nearly crack
أشَاءُI desire منfrom الأَيامِthe days ماwhat لاnot تشاؤُهُthey desire it
أشَاءُ من الأَيامِ ما لا تشاؤُهُ
وأطْمَعُand I hope فيfor ماwhat ليسis not ليfor me فيهin it مَطْمَعany prospect
وأطْمَعُ في ما ليس لي فيه مَطْمَع
I desire from the days what they do not desire,
I desire of days what You do not
And I hope for what holds no hope for me.
And I covet what I have no coveting in
وينئينيَand keeps me far الحرمانُdeprivation عنfrom كلِّevery مطْلَبٍgoal
وينئينيَ الحرمانُ عن كلِّ مطْلَبٍ
وَنَفْسِيand my soul عليهover it حَسْرَةًin grief تتقطعis torn apart
وَنَفْسِي عليه حَسْرَةً تتقطع
And deprivation keeps me far from every goal,
And deprivation denies me all I seek
And my soul is torn apart in grief over it.
While my soul agonizes over it, torn apart