أَياO رَبِّmy Lord أَدعُوكَI call upon You العَشِيَّةَthis evening مُخلِصاًsincerely
أَيا رَبِّ أَدعُوكَ العَشِيَّةَ مُخلِصاً
لِتَعفوَso that You may pardon عَنfrom نَفسٍa soul كَثِيرٍmany ذُنُوبُهَاits sins
لِتَعفوَ عَن نَفسٍ كَثِيرٍ ذُنُوبُهَا
O my Lord, I call upon You this evening sincerely,
that You may pardon a soul whose sins are many.
قَضَيتَYou decreed لَهاfor it بِالبُخلِwith miserliness ثُمَّthen ابتَلَيتَهاYou tested it
قَضَيتَ لَها بِالبُخلِ ثُمَّ ابتَلَيتَها
بِحُبِّwith love of الغَوَانِىbeautiful women ثُمَّthen حَسِيبُهاits judge
بِحُبِّ الغَوَانِى ثُمَّ حَسِيبُها
You decreed miserliness for it, then tested it
with love of beautiful women; then You are its judge.
خَلِيلىَّmy two friends ماnot مِنany حَوبَةٍan affliction تَعلَمانِهاyou two know it
خَلِيلىَّ ما مِن حَوبَةٍ تَعلَمانِها
بِجِسمِىَin my body إِلاّexcept that أُمُّmother of عَمرٍوʿAmr طَيبُهَاits balm
بِجِسمِىَ إِلاّ أُمُّ عَمرٍو طَيبُهَا
My two friends, there is no affliction you know
in my body but Umm ʿAmr is its balm.
أَهُمُّI contemplate بِجَذِّsevering الحَبلِthe cord ثُمَّthen يَرُدُّنِىdraws me back
أَهُمُّ بِجَذِّ الحَبلِ ثُمَّ يَرُدُّنِى
تَذَكُّرُremembering رَيّاthe sweet scent of أُمِّmother of عَمرٍوʿAmr وَطِيبُهاand her perfume
تَذَكُّرُ رَيّا أُمِّ عَمرٍو وَطِيبُها
I think of severing the cord, but then I am drawn back
by remembering Umm ʿAmr’s sweet scent, and by her perfume,
وَبَردُand the coolness of ثَناياهاher front teeth إِذاwhen ماتَغَوَّرَتhave sunk from sight
وَبَردُ ثَناياها إِذا ماتَغَوَّرَت
نُجُومٌstars يَشِفُّwears thin الواجِدِينَthe lovelorn غُيُوبُهَاtheir disappearance
نُجُومٌ يَشِفُّ الواجِدِينَ غُيُوبُهَا
and by the coolness of her front teeth, at the setting
of stars whose disappearance wears the lovelorn thin.
وَقَدand indeed زَعَمَواthey claimed أَنَّthat الرِّياحَthe winds إِذاwhen جَرَتblow
وَقَد زَعَمَوا أَنَّ الرِّياحَ إِذا جَرَت
يَمانِيةًfrom Yemen يَشفِىheals المُحِبَّthe lover دَبِيبُهَاtheir gentle stirring
يَمانِيةً يَشفِى المُحِبَّ دَبِيبُهَا
And they have claimed that when the winds blow
from Yemen, their gentle stirring heals the lover.
وَقَدand indeed كَذَبُواthey lied لاno بَلrather تَزِيدُthey increase صَبَابَةًardent longing
وَقَد كَذَبُوا لا بَل تَزِيدُ صَبَابَةً
إِذاwhen كانَis مِنfrom نَحوِthe direction of الحَبِيبِthe beloved هُبُوبُهَاtheir blowing
إِذا كانَ مِن نَحوِ الحَبِيبِ هُبُوبُهَا
And they have lied—no, rather, they deepen longing
when they blow from the beloved’s direction.
فَيَاso, ah! حَبَّذَاhow lovely الأَعراضُal-Aʿrāḍ طابَis pleasant مَقِيلُهاits noonday resting place
فَيَا حَبَّذَا الأَعراضُ طابَ مَقِيلُها
إِذاwhen مَسَّهاtouches it قَطرٌrain وهَبَّتand blows جَنُوبُهَاits south wind
إِذا مَسَّها قَطرٌ وهَبَّت جَنُوبُهَا
So, how lovely is al-Aʿrāḍ, how pleasant its noonday resting place,
when rain touches it and its south wind blows.
Translation model: Sol 6.1