Sol 6.1

  1. برقٌ تَاَلَّق من نَعْمانَ معترضا

    أَهاجَ بينَ ضلوعي عارِضا عَرَضا

    Lightning gleamed from Naʿmān, stretching across,

    Stirring within my ribs a cloud that arose.

  2. فظلت أشكو هوى شوقاً كلَمْحَتِه

    بين الجوانحِ حَرَّى تشتكي حَرَضا

    So I kept lamenting love, with longing like its flash,

    Within burning ribs that lament wasting sickness.

  3. ما كنتُ أولَ صَبٍّ مات من جَزعٍ

    خوفَ القِلَى فمضتْ أيامه ومَضى

    I was not the first lovesick soul to die of anguish,

    For fear of rejection; his days passed, and he passed away.

  4. كم عاشقٍ نالَ ما يرجو بلا تعبٍ

    وآخرٍ زاده جورُ الهوى فقَضَى

    How many a lover gained what he hoped for without toil,

    And another, whose suffering love's cruelty increased, died.

  5. للهِ من أنا صَبٌّ في مَحبَّتهم

    ومن بهم كلُّ عضوٍ يشتكي مرضا

    How wondrous are those for whom I pine in love,

    And those because of whom every limb complains of sickness.

  6. قد كان يُغنيهمُ قلبي ويكلؤُهم

    فلم يجد لهم مذ قوضوا عوضا

    My heart once sufficed them and guarded them,

    Yet since they struck camp, it has found no replacement for them.

  7. ساروا وسار فؤادي نحو سيرهمُ

    فكلما ركضوا أَجْمالَهم رَكَضا

    They journeyed, and my heart journeyed along their path,

    So whenever they urged their camels on, it galloped too.

  8. في أولِ القوم شمسُ الحسن يحملها

    قَدٌّ يَميس بمثلِ الغصن فانْتَفضا

    At the head of the company, beauty's sun is borne

    By a figure that sways like a bough, then quivers.

  9. ممشوقةُ القَدِّ خَوْدٌ كلما طَرحتْ

    سهمَ الهوى وجدتْ قلبي له غَرَضا

    A tall, slender-figured, delicate maiden—whenever she looses

    Love's arrow, she finds my heart a target for it.