ياO رَسولَmessenger of الصَّباthe east wind فدَيْتُكَmay I be your ransom بَلِّغْconvey
يا رَسولَ الصَّبا فدَيْتُكَ بَلِّغْ
فرْطَintensity of شوْقيmy longing إنِif اسْتَطَعْتَyou can ووَجْديand my ardor
فرْطَ شوْقي إنِ اسْتَطَعْتَ ووَجْدي
O messenger of the east wind, may I be your ransom—convey
O messenger of the morning breeze, I ransom you
my intense longing, if you can, and my ardor.
Convey my overflowing passion, if you can and my love
وتحمّلْand carry نحْوَtoward القِبابِthe domes سَلاماًa greeting
وتحمّلْ نحْوَ القِبابِ سَلاماً
يزْدَريlooks down عرْفُهُits fragrance بأزْهارِon the flowers of نَجْدِNajd
يزْدَري عرْفُهُ بأزْهارِ نَجْدِ
And carry toward the domes a greeting
And carry greetings to the domes
whose fragrance looks down on the flowers of Najd.
Its fragrance is familiar with the flowers of Nejd
ثمّthen قبِّلْkiss بكَفِّupon the palm of موْلايَmy master عنّيon my behalf
ثمّ قبِّلْ بكَفِّ موْلايَ عنّي
وتحدّثْand speak بِماof what أُعيدُI repeat وأبْديand I reveal
وتحدّثْ بِما أُعيدُ وأبْدي
Then kiss my master's palm on my behalf,
Then kiss the palm of my Master on my behalf
and speak of what I repeat and reveal.
And talk about what I repeat and initiate
ولْتُشاهِدْand behold ذاكَthat الجَمالَthe beauty بطَرْفيwith my eye
ولْتُشاهِدْ ذاكَ الجَمالَ بطَرْفي
ولْتَطَأْand tread upon ذالِكَthat التُّرابَthe dust بخَدّيwith my cheek
ولْتَطَأْ ذالِكَ التُّرابَ بخَدّي
And behold that beauty through my eyes,
And let me see that beauty with my eyes
and tread upon that dust with my cheek.
And let me tread on that soil with my cheek
وتلطّفْand be gentle فإنّماfor ... only هيَit نجْوىa whispered confidence
وتلطّفْ فإنّما هيَ نجْوى
بثّهاpoured it forth الشّوْقُlonging بيْنَbetween موْلًىa master وعَبْدِand a servant
بثّها الشّوْقُ بيْنَ موْلًى وعَبْدِ
And be gentle, for it is only a whispered confidence
And be gentle, for it is nothing but intimate talk
poured out by longing between a master and a servant.
That longing has cast between a Master and a slave