لَسْتI am not مِمَنْamong those who يرىregards الملامةَreproach نُصحاcounsel
لَسْت مِمَنْ يرى الملامةَ نُصحا
مِنfrom عَذولٍa fault-finder بِعذْلهِin his rebukes قَدindeed ألحّاpersisted
مِن عَذولٍ بِعذْلهِ قَد ألحّا
I am not one who takes reproach as counsel
from a fault-finder who has persisted in his rebukes.
لاno ولاnor أبتغيI seek السُّلوَّforgetting love ولوeven if بَرَّtormented (word opening)
لا ولا أبتغي السُّلوَّ ولو بَرَّ
حَcompletion of 'tormented' بيupon me الشوقُlonging فيin المحبّةِlove بَرْحاgrievously
حَ بي الشوقُ في المحبّةِ بَرْحا
No, nor do I seek to forget my love, even if
longing grievously torments me in love.
كيفَhow أَسلوI forget my love وَمُهجَتيwhile my soul فيin لهيبٍa blaze
كيفَ أَسلو وَمُهجَتي في لهيبٍ
وَجفونيand my eyelids منَfrom المدامعtears قَرحَىsore
وَجفوني منَ المدامع قَرحَى
How can I forget, while my soul is aflame
and my eyelids are sore from tears?
فيin هوىlove for شادنٍa young gazelle إذاwhen جُدتُI give generously بالروwith the soul (word opening)
في هوى شادنٍ إذا جُدتُ بالرو
حِcompletion of 'soul' سَخاءًgenerously يَضِنُّhe withholds بالوصْلِunion شحّاstingily
حِ سَخاءً يَضِنُّ بالوصْلِ شحّا
In love with a young gazelle—when I give my soul
freely, he stingily withholds union.
كُلُّevery يومٍday أموتُI die فيهِin it وأَحياand I live
كُلُّ يومٍ أموتُ فيهِ وأَحيا
بِلحاظٍthrough glances هُنَّthey المراضُthe ailing الأصِحّاthe healthy
بِلحاظٍ هُنَّ المراضُ الأصِحّا
Every day I die and come to life
through glances that are ailing yet sound.
وبديعٍand a wondrous beauty يُريكَshows you منْfrom شَعْرِهِhis hair الفاjet-black (word opening)
وبديعٍ يُريكَ منْ شَعْرِهِ الفا
حِمِcompletion of 'jet-black' ليلاًnight ووجهِهِand his face الطلقِradiant صُبحاdawn
حِمِ ليلاً ووجهِهِ الطلقِ صُبحا
And a wondrous beauty who shows you in his jet-black
hair the night, and in his radiant face the dawn.
كتبَwrote الحسنُbeauty فوقَupon خَدَّيهِhis two cheeks بالمِسْwith musk (word opening)
كتبَ الحسنُ فوقَ خَدَّيهِ بالمِسْ
كِcompletion of 'musk' كِتاباًan inscription لِشِقوَتيfor my misery ليسَis not يُمحىerased
كِ كِتاباً لِشِقوَتي ليسَ يُمحى
Beauty wrote upon his cheeks in musk
an inscription for my misery that cannot be erased,
بِعذارٍwith cheek-down أقامَestablished عُذريْmy excuse وَمثليand one like me
بِعذارٍ أقامَ عُذريْ وَمثلي
ليسَis not يَلحىblamed عليهِon his account لوeven if صارَhe became ألحىthick-bearded
ليسَ يَلحى عليهِ لو صارَ ألحى
with cheek-down that upheld my excuse; and one like me
is not blamed for loving him, even were he thickly bearded.
زارَنيhe visited me فيin الدُّجىthe darkness اختفاءًsecretly فَنَمّتand betrayed
زارَني في الدُّجى اختفاءً فَنَمّت
نسمةُa breath الرِّيحِof the wind عنهُabout him طيباًperfume ونَفحاand wafted scent
نسمةُ الرِّيحِ عنهُ طيباً ونَفحا
He visited me secretly in the darkness, but was betrayed
by the breath of wind, with perfume and wafted scent.
وتَثَنّىand he swayed مثلَlike القَضيبِa bough وكادَتْand nearly
وتَثَنّى مثلَ القَضيبِ وكادَتْ
فوقَهabove him تَصْدَحُsing aloud الحمائِمُthe doves صَدْحاin full song
فوقَه تَصْدَحُ الحمائِمُ صَدْحا
And he swayed like a bough, and nearly
the doves above him burst into song.
فاعتَنَقْناso we embraced حتىuntil اغتدىbecame وردُroses خدَّيْtwo cheeks
فاعتَنَقْنا حتى اغتدى وردُ خدَّيْ
هِhis بِطَلِّwith the dew الحياءِof bashfulness يقطُرُdrips رشحاsweat
هِ بِطَلِّ الحياءِ يقطُرُ رشحا
So we embraced until the roses of his cheeks
began to drip sweat—the dew of bashfulness.
واجتَلَينْاand we beheld الهلالَthe crescent moon والحقفَand the curved sand dune والغُصand the bough (word opening)
واجتَلَينْا الهلالَ والحقفَ والغُص
نَcompletion of 'bough' جَميعاًall together وَجهاًa face وَرَدْفاًand buttocks وكشحاand a waist
نَ جَميعاً وَجهاً وَرَدْفاً وكشحا
And we beheld the crescent moon, the curved sand dune, and the bough,
all together: face, buttocks, and waist.
Translation model: Sol 6.1