أَزورُI visit فَتُقصينيthen she turns me away وَأَنأىand I keep my distance فَتَعتَبُthen she reproaches
أَزورُ فَتُقصيني وَأَنأى فَتَعتَبُ
وَأَوهَمُand I imagine أَنّيthat I مُذنِبٌat fault حينَwhen تَغضَبُذshe grows angry
وَأَوهَمُ أَنّي مُذنِبٌ حينَ تَغضَبُذ
I visit, and she turns me away; I keep my distance, and she reproaches me.
I visit, so you shun me, and keep away, so you blame me,
I visit and she casts me out; I keep my distance and she reproaches,
And I imagine I am at fault whenever she grows angry.
And I pretend I’m guilty when you get angry.
And I imagine myself a sinner whenever she grows angry.
وَأَرجوand I hope for التَلاقيa meeting كُلَّماwhenever بَخِلَتshe is stingy بِهِwith it
وَأَرجو التَلاقي كُلَّما بَخِلَت بِهِ
كَذَلِكَlikewise يُرجىis hoped for البَرقُlightning وَالبَرقُand the lightning خُلَّبُrainless
كَذَلِكَ يُرجى البَرقُ وَالبَرقُ خُلَّبُ
And I hope for a meeting whenever she withholds it,
And I hope we will meet whenever you're miserly with it,
I hope for union all the more when she is stingy with it,
Just so is lightning hoped for, though the lightning brings no rain.
Just as lightning is hoped for, though lightning is deceptive.
Just as lightning is hoped for, even when it is lightning without rain.
وَأَعجَبُand I marvel مِنat لاحٍa reprover يُطيلُprolongs مَلامَتيreproach of me
وَأَعجَبُ مِن لاحٍ يُطيلُ مَلامَتي
وَيَعجَبُand marvels مِنّيat me عاذِليmy censurer حينَwhen أَعجِبُI marvel
وَيَعجَبُ مِنّي عاذِلي حينَ أَعجِبُ
And I marvel at a reprover who prolongs his reproach of me,
And I'm amazed by a critic who prolongs blaming me,
I marvel at the critic who prolongs his blame of me,
And my censurer marvels at me when I marvel.
And my censurer is amazed when I am amazed.
And my censurer marvels at me, while I myself am in wonder.
هُوَit البُخلُstinginess طَبعٌa trait فيin الرِجالِmen مُذَمَّمٌcondemned
هُوَ البُخلُ طَبعٌ في الرِجالِ مُذَمَّمٌ
وَلَكِنَّهُbut it فيin الغيدِgraceful women شَيءٌsomething مُحَبَّبُendearing
وَلَكِنَّهُ في الغيدِ شَيءٌ مُحَبَّبُ
Stinginess is a trait condemned in men,
Stinginess is an ingrained habit among men, despicable,
Stinginess is a trait in men that is condemned,
But in graceful women it is something endearing.
But in a tender one, it's something lovable.
But in lovely maidens, it is a quality beloved.
كَلَفتُI became enamored بِهاof her بَيضاءَfair-skinned سَكرىdrunk مِنَfrom الصِباyouth
كَلَفتُ بِها بَيضاءَ سَكرى مِنَ الصِبا
وَماand not شَرِبَتshe drank خَمراًwine وَلاnor هِيَshe تَشرَبُdrinks
وَما شَرِبَت خَمراً وَلا هِيَ تَشرَبُ
I fell in love with her, fair-skinned, drunk on youth,
I met her, a white sugar, still young,
I am enamored with her—fair-skinned and drunk on youth,
Yet she has drunk no wine, nor does she drink.
She hasn't drank wine, nor will she drink it.
Though she has never tasted wine, nor does she drink.
لَهاfor her الدُرُّpearls ثَغرٌa mouth وَاللُجَينُand silver تَرائِبٌupper chest
لَها الدُرُّ ثَغرٌ وَاللُجَينُ تَرائِبٌ
وَشَمسُand the sun الضُحىmidmorning أُمٌّa mother وَبَدرُand the full moon الدُجىnight's darkness أَبُa father
وَشَمسُ الضُحى أُمٌّ وَبَدرُ الدُجى أَبُ
Her mouth is pearl, and her upper chest is silver,
She has pearl teeth and bashful glances,
Her mouth is of pearls, her bosom of silver,
And the midmorning sun is her mother, the full moon of night her father.
The sun of morning her mother, the full moon her father.
The morning sun is her mother, and the full moon of darkness her sire.
خَليلِيَmy friend أَمّاas for خَدُّهاher cheek فَمُوَرَّدٌthen it is rosy
خَليلِيَ أَمّا خَدُّها فَمُوَرَّدٌ
حَياءًfrom modesty وَأَمّاand as for ثَغرُهاher mouth فَهوَthen it is أَشنَبُsweet, with fine white teeth
حَياءً وَأَمّا ثَغرُها فَهوَ أَشنَبُ
My friend, as for her cheek, it is rosy,
My friend, as for her cheek, it's rosy
O my friend, as for her cheek, it is flushed with roses
From modesty; and her mouth is sweet, with fine white teeth.
With shyness, and as for her mouth, it pouts.
From modesty; and as for her mouth, it is lustrous and cool.
لَئِنeven if فَرَّقَتshe distributed بَينَamong الغَوانيthe beautiful women جَمالَهاher beauty
لَئِن فَرَّقَت بَينَ الغَواني جَمالَها
لَدامَwould surely remain لَهاfor her ماwhat يَجعَلُmakes الغيدَthe graceful women تَغضَبُgrow angry
لَدامَ لَها ما يَجعَلُ الغيدَ تَغضَبُ
Even if she distributed her beauty among the lovely women,
If her beauty divides lovers,
Were she to divide her beauty among all other women,
She would still have enough to make the graceful women angry.
Her coquetry will last, vexing the tender one.
She would retain enough to make the beauties burn with envy.
وَلَوand if أَنَّthat رُهبانَmonks الصَوامِعِthe hermitages أَبصَرواthey beheld
وَلَو أَنَّ رُهبانَ الصَوامِعِ أَبصَروا
مَلاحَتَهاher loveliness وَاللَهِby God لَمdid not يَتَرَهَّبواthey become monks
مَلاحَتَها وَاللَهِ لَم يَتَرَهَّبوا
And had the monks of the hermitages beheld
If the monks in monasteries saw
And if the monks in their hermitages were to glimpse
Her loveliness, by God, they would not have become monks.
Her charms, by God, they would not devote themselves.
Her grace, by God, they would no longer live as monks.
تُكَلِّفُنيshe demands of me فيin الحُبِّlove ماwhat لاnot أُطيقُهُI can bear it
تُكَلِّفُني في الحُبِّ ما لا أُطيقُهُ
وَتَضحَكُand she laughs إِمّاwhenever جِئتُهاI come to her أَتَعَتَّبُI complain
وَتَضحَكُ إِمّا جِئتُها أَتَعَتَّبُ
She demands of me in love what I cannot bear,
She overburdens me in love beyond my strength,
She burdens me in love with what I cannot bear,
And she laughs whenever I come to her complaining.
Then laughs when I come complaining to her.
And she laughs whenever I come to her to plead my case.
أَفاتِنَتيO my enchantress حَسبُenough for المُتَيَّمِthe love-stricken ماwhat بِهِafflicts him
أَفاتِنَتي حَسبُ المُتَيَّمِ ما بِهِ
وَحَسبُكِand enough for you أَنّيthat I دونَwithout ذَنبٍa fault أُعَذَّبُI am tormented
وَحَسبُكِ أَنّي دونَ ذَنبٍ أُعَذَّبُ
O my enchantress, the love-stricken has enough to bear;
My temptress, judging by my suspicion, is untroubled,
O my enchantress, this thrall has suffered enough;
And let it suffice you that I am tormented without fault.
While for me, guiltless, to be tormented suffices!
Let it suffice you that I am tortured without a sin.
أُحِبُّكِI love you حُبَّwith the love of النازِحِone far from home الفَردِthe solitary one أَهلَهُhis family
أُحِبُّكِ حُبَّ النازِحِ الفَردِ أَهلَهُ
فَهَلso is there مِنكِfrom you حُبُّthe love of الأَهلِthe family مَنone who يَتَغَرَّبُlives far from home
فَهَل مِنكِ حُبُّ الأَهلِ مَن يَتَغَرَّبُ
I love you as a lonely man far from home loves his family;
I love you with the loner's love for his family—
I love you with the longing of a lonely exile for his kin,
So will you give the love a family bears for one far from home?
Is there for you a family's love for one far away?
So do you hold for the stranger the love that family feels?
وَهَبتُكِI gave you قَلبيmy heart وَاِستَعَضتُand I received in exchange بِهِfor it الأَسىsorrow
وَهَبتُكِ قَلبي وَاِستَعَضتُ بِهِ الأَسى
وَهَبتُكِI gave you شَيئاًsomething فيamong الوَرىhumankind لَيسَis not يوهَبُbestowed
وَهَبتُكِ شَيئاً في الوَرى لَيسَ يوهَبُ
I gave you my heart, and received sorrow in exchange for it.
I gave you my heart, consoling myself for sorrow,
I gifted you my heart and received sorrow in return,
I gave you something not bestowed among humankind.
Gave you something in life that cannot be granted.
I gave you something that, among mortals, is not to be given away.
فَإِنso if يَكُthere is وَصلٌunion فَهوَthen it is ماwhat أَتَطَلَّبُI seek
فَإِن يَكُ وَصلٌ فَهوَ ما أَتَطَلَّبُ
وَإِنand if يَكُthere is بُعدٌseparation فَالمَنِيَّةُthen death أَقرَبُnearer
وَإِن يَكُ بُعدٌ فَالمَنِيَّةُ أَقرَبُ
So if there is union, it is what I seek;
If there is union, that is what I seek,
So if there is to be union, that is what I seek,
And if there is separation, then death is nearer.
If there is distance, death is nearer.
And if there is to be separation, then death is closer at hand.