لَوif كانَwere ماwhat تَطلُبُهُyou seek it غايَةًa finish line
لَو كانَ ما تَطلُبُهُ غايَةً
كُنتُI would be المُصَلّيthe runner-up وَأَناwhile I am السابِقُthe frontrunner
كُنتُ المُصَلّي وَأَنا السابِقُ
If what you seek were a finish line,
If what you seek were the ultimate goal
I would be the runner-up, though I am the frontrunner.
I would be the first worshipper in prayer
تَظُنُّنيyou think me أَرغَبُI turn away عَنfrom مَوقِفٍa place
تَظُنُّني أَرغَبُ عَن مَوقِفٍ
يَحضُرُis present فيهِin it الشَوقُlonging وَالشائِقُand the one who stirs longing
يَحضُرُ فيهِ الشَوقُ وَالشائِقُ
You think I would turn away from a place
You think I shy from a stance
Where longing and the one who stirs it are present.
Where yearning and the yearner are present
فَكَّرتُI pondered حَتّىuntil لَمnot أَجِدI found فِكرَةًa thought
فَكَّرتُ حَتّى لَم أَجِد فِكرَةً
تَقدَحُstrikes a spark إِلّاexcept وَلَهاand it has عائِقُan obstacle
تَقدَحُ إِلّا وَلَها عائِقُ
I pondered until I found no thought
I pondered until I found no idea
That struck a spark without an obstacle.
That sparked except it met a barrier
لَوif كُنتَyou were فيin أَثناءِthe folds of سِرّيmy secret إِذاًthen
لَو كُنتَ في أَثناءِ سِرّي إِذاً
عَلِمتَyou would know أَنّيthat I am قائِلٌa speaker صادِقُtruthful
عَلِمتَ أَنّي قائِلٌ صادِقُ
If you were within the folds of my secret, then
If you were amidst my secret then
You would know I am a truthful speaker.
You would know I am a truthful speaker
قَلبيmy heart جَنيبٌa led horse لَكَyours لاnot يَرعَويturns back
قَلبي جَنيبٌ لَكَ لا يَرعَوي
وَوُدُّكَand love for you القائِدُthe leader وَالسائِقُand the driver
وَوُدُّكَ القائِدُ وَالسائِقُ
My heart is your led horse, never turning back,
My heart is chaste for you, it does not wander
And love for you is the leader and driver.
And your love is the guide and leader
وَلَحظُand the glance عَينَيكَof your two eyes رَمىshot at مُقلَتيmy eye
وَلَحظُ عَينَيكَ رَمى مُقلَتي
كَأَنَّas though نَوميmy sleep تَحتَهاbeneath it عاشِقُa lover
كَأَنَّ نَومي تَحتَها عاشِقُ
And the glance of your eyes shot at my eye,
And a glance from your eyes struck my eyelids
As though my sleep beneath it were a lover.
As if while sleeping a lover lay beneath them
فَاِصبِرso be patient فَإِنَّfor indeed الصَبرَpatience أَحرىmore fitting إِذاwhen
فَاِصبِر فَإِنَّ الصَبرَ أَحرى إِذا
ضاقَgrew narrow عَلَيكَupon you المَسلَكُthe path الضايِقُnarrow
ضاقَ عَلَيكَ المَسلَكُ الضايِقُ
So be patient, for patience is more fitting when
So be patient, patience is best when
The narrow path closes in on you.
The path is narrow and confined
فَالمَنطِقُfor speech الطاهِرُchaste ماwhat بَينَناbetween us
فَالمَنطِقُ الطاهِرُ ما بَينَنا
مُتَرجِمٌan interpreter وَالنَظَرُand the gaze الفاسِقُwanton
مُتَرجِمٌ وَالنَظَرُ الفاسِقُ
For chaste speech between us
For between us the pure word
Is an interpreter—and so is the wanton gaze.
Is a translator, and the gaze a debaucher