Sol 6.1

  1. ما بَيْنَ ضَالِ المُنْحَنى وظِلاَلِه

    ضَلّ المُتَيَّمُ واهتدى بضلالِهِ

    Between the wild lote trees at the bend and their shadows,

    the love-enthralled one strayed, and found guidance in his straying.

  2. وبذلِكَ الشِّعبِ اليَماني مُنْيةٌ

    للصبّ قد بَعُدَتْ على آمالِهِ

    And in that Yemeni ravine lies a heart's desire,

    for the lovesick one, far beyond his hopes.

  3. يا صاحبي هذا العقيقُ فقِفْ به

    مُتَوالِهاً إن كُنْتَ لستَ بوالِه

    My friend, this is al-ʿAqīq; stop here,

    feigning love's bewilderment, if you are not bewildered by love.

  4. وانظُرْهُ عنّي إنّ طرْفي عاقني

    إرسالُ دمعي فيه عن إرْساله

    And look upon it for me, for my eye is prevented

    by the tears I shed within it from casting its gaze.

  5. واسْأَلْ غزالَ كِنَاسِهِ هل عندهُ

    عِلْمٌ بقَلبي في هواهُ وحاله

    And ask the gazelle of its covert whether he has

    knowledge of my heart, in its love for him, and of its state.

  6. وأظُنّهُ لم يدْرِ ذُلّ صَبابتي

    إذ ظَلّ مُلْتَهِياً بعِزّ جَماله

    And I think he has not known the abasement of my yearning,

    for he has remained engrossed in the glory of his beauty.

  7. تَفْدِيهِ مُهْجَتيَ التي تلِفَتْ ولا

    مَنٌّ عليه لأنّها مِنْ ماله

    My soul, which has perished, ransoms him—and no

    favor is held over him, for it is his own property.

  8. أَتُرى درى أنّي أحِنّ لهَجْرِهِ

    إذ كنتُ مُشْتَاقاً لهُ كوِصاله

    Does he, I wonder, know that I yearn for his estrangement,

    since I have longed for it as for union with him?

  9. وأَبِيتُ سَهراناً أُمَثّلُ طَيفَه

    للطّرْف كي ألقى خَيالَ خَياله

    And I spend the night sleepless, conjuring his apparition

    before my eye, to behold the image of his image.

  10. لا ذُقْتُ يوماً راحةً من عاذلٍ

    إنْ كنتُ مِلْتُ لقِيلهِ ولِقاله

    May I never taste a day's respite from a reproacher,

    if I have inclined toward his talk and chatter.

  11. فَوَحَقّ طيبِ رضَى الحبيب ووَصلِهِ

    ما مَلّ قلبي حُبّهُ لمَلاله

    So, by the sanctity of the beloved's sweet favor and union with him,

    his weariness has not made my heart weary of loving him.

  12. واهاً إلى ماء العُذَيْب وكيفَ لي

    بحَشَايَ لو يُطْفَى بِبَرْدِ زُلاله

    Ah, for the water of al-ʿUdhayb! And how would I fare

    with my heart, were it quenched by the coolness of its limpid water?

  13. ولقدْ يَجِلّ عن اشتياقي ماؤه

    شَرَفاً فَوَاظَمِئي لِلامعِ آله

    And surely its water is exalted beyond my yearning

    in nobility—so, ah, my thirst for the gleam of its mirage!