إِنْif تَبدُّواthey appear أَوْor تَثنُّواthey sway
إِنْ تَبدُّوا أَوْ تَثنُّوا
فَبُدورٌthen full moons فيamong غُصُونِboughs
فَبُدورٌ في غُصُونِ
If they appear or sway,
Whether you show affection or turn away
Then they are full moons among boughs;
Like the blooms on branches sway
أوor رَنوْاthey gaze ظَبْيَa gazelle كِناسٍa covert
أو رَنوْا ظَبْيَ كِناسٍ
أوor سَطوْاthey pounce لَيْثَa lion عَرينِa den
أو سَطوْا لَيْثَ عَرينِ
Or gaze like a gazelle in its covert,
Or coo like a ringdove in its nest
Or pounce like a lion in its den.
Or roar like a lion from its den
مَزجُواthey mingled الوَصْلَunion بِهَجْرٍwith estrangement
مَزجُوا الوَصْلَ بِهَجْرٍ
لِمَناياfor deaths وَمَنُونِand doom
لِمَنايا وَمَنُونِ
They mingled union with estrangement,
They mix union with estrangement
Bringing death and doom.
For passions and sorrows of men
وَلَكَمْand how often بِالهَجْرِthrough estrangement أَجْرَوْاthey made flow
وَلَكَمْ بِالهَجْرِ أَجْرَوْا
لِعُيونٍfor springs مِنْfrom عُيونيmy eyes
لِعُيونٍ مِنْ عُيوني
And how often, through estrangement, they made flow
And how much with estrangement they've pained me
Springs from my eyes.
With their eyes that pierce again and again
حُبُّهمlove for them رُوحيmy soul وَراحيand my wine
حُبُّهم رُوحي وَراحي
وهُوَand it is دُنْيايَmy world وَدِينيand my faith
وهُوَ دُنْيايَ وَدِيني
Love for them is my soul and my wine,
Their love is my soul and reprieve
And it is my world and my faith.
My life and my faith they weave
أَنَاI لاnot أَسْمَعُlisten to عَذْلاًreproach
أَنَا لا أَسْمَعُ عَذْلاً
فِيهمُabout them إنْif عَذلُونيthey reproach me
فِيهمُ إنْ عَذلُوني
I listen to no reproach
No blame do I hear
About them, even if they reproach me.
If they find fault in me
الأَمانيhopes خَبَّرتنيtold me
الأَماني خَبَّرتني
بِرِضاهُمْof their favor عَنْwith يَقينِcertainty
بِرِضاهُمْ عَنْ يَقينِ
Hopes have told me
My hopes have told me clear
Of their favor, with certainty.
They're pleased, I know certainly
إِنَّهُمْindeed they are عَرَبٌArabs كِرامٌnoble
إِنَّهُمْ عَرَبٌ كِرامٌ
فِيin هَواهُمْlove for them يُنْصِفُونيthey treat me fairly
فِي هَواهُمْ يُنْصِفُوني
They are indeed noble Arabs;
They're noble Arabs in their love
They treat me fairly in my love for them.
To me they're always fair
كَمْhow often أَضلُّونيthey led me astray بِشَعْرٍwith hair
كَمْ أَضلُّوني بِشَعْرٍ
وَهَدُونيand they guided me بِجَبينِwith a brow
وَهَدُوني بِجَبينِ
How often they led me astray with their hair,
How their verse leads me astray
And guided me with their brow.
Yet their brows guide me with care