Sol 6.1

  1. فَيا عَذولَ صَباباتي ألا زَمَنٌ

    يكْفي زمانَةَ قلْبي أو يُداوِيها

    So, O censurer of my passionate longings, is there no time

    that will ward off my heart’s chronic ailment or cure it?

  2. قدْ يُجْتَلى حُسْنُها لوْلا تقَنُّعُها

    ويُجْتَنَى زهْرُها لوْلا تجَنِّيها

    Her beauty might be beheld, were it not for her veiling;

    And her blossoms plucked, were it not for her unjust reproaches.

  3. أنا الذي حينَ تُقْصيني أقرِّبُها

    وإن أساءَتْ بإحْسانٍ أجازيها

    I am the one who, when she drives me away, draws her near;

    And if she wrongs me, I repay her with kindness.

  4. إنْ كان يُمْنَعُ طرْفي أن يُشاهِدَها

    فلَيْسَ يُمنَعُ قَلبي من تَمنّيها

    If my gaze is barred from beholding her,

    Yet my heart is not barred from longing for her.

  5. ألْقَى هواجِرَ لا تلْقَى ظَهيرتَها

    أرْعَى نجومَ لَيالٍ لا تُراعِيها

    I face scorching noons whose heat she never faces;

    I watch the stars of nights she never watches.

  6. تَتيهُ مائِلَةً عنّي وقائِلَةً

    أنتَ الذي قد ألِفْتَ الهجْرَ والتّيها

    She acts haughtily, turning away from me and saying:

    “You are the one already accustomed to estrangement and disdain.”

  7. فقُلْتُ علَّ خَيالاً منك يَطْرُقُني

    قالَتْ أتَطْلُعُ شمسٌ في دَياجِيها

    Then I said, “Perhaps a vision of you will visit me by night.”

    She said, “Does a sun rise in their deep darkness?”

  8. عنَّيْتِ قَلبي بأشْجانٍ أكابِدُها

    فهَلْ يَصيرُ طَليقاً مَن يُعانيها

    You have tormented my heart with sorrows I struggle to endure;

    So can one who suffers them ever become free?

  9. وكيفَ يصْحو الفَتى من سُكْرِ خمْرَتِها

    وقد سقَتْهُ غَوانيهَا أوانِيها

    And how can a young man sober up from the intoxication of her wine,

    When her fair maidens have given him drink from her cups?