متىwhen يرقgrows tender لمضنىtoward one wasted by الحبlove هاجرهhis forsaker
متى يرق لمضنى الحب هاجره
ومنand from لهيبthe blaze of الهوىpassion تطفىare quenched هواجرهhis scorching noontides
ومن لهيب الهوى تطفى هواجره
When will his forsaker soften toward the one wasted by love?
When will my heart's anguish leave its dwelling
And when will his scorching noonday heats from passion's blaze be quenched?
And the flames of passion be extinguished
ياO للبريةto humankind منwhat a حلوsweet اللمىdarkness of the lips غنجcoquettish
يا للبرية من حلو اللمى غنج
اميرa prince of حسنbeauty مضتtook effect فيناamong us اوامرهhis commands
امير حسن مضت فينا اوامره
O humankind, what a coquettish one with sweet, dusky lips!
How sweet is the shade of the wilderness, O prince
A prince of beauty whose commands have prevailed among us.
Your command has passed among us
غزالa gazelle of سربa herd رحيبample الجيدthe neck ذوpossessing هيفa slender waist
غزال سرب رحيب الجيد ذو هيف
باديdisplaying النفارskittishness واحلىand the sweetest of الظبيgazelles نافرهits skittish one
بادي النفار واحلى الظبي نافره
A herd's gazelle, ample of neck, with a slender waist,
A gazelle, leader of a herd with elegant neck
Plainly skittish—and the sweetest gazelle is the one that shies away.
Showing its heels, the loveliest of grazing beasts
تغارis jealous شمسthe sun of الضحىmidmorning منof نورthe radiance of طلعتهhis countenance
تغار شمس الضحى من نور طلعته
تباركblessed be للّهto God ربLord of الناسmankind فاطرهhis Creator
تبارك للّه رب الناس فاطره
The midmorning sun envies the radiance of his face.
The morning sun is dimmed by the light of your beauty
Blessings to God, Lord of mankind, his Creator!
Blessed is God, Lord of all creation
ماnot زالceased فيin طوفهcircling him مضناهhis love-worn admirer ذاpossessed of غزلlove poetry
ما زال في طوفه مضناه ذا غزل
حتىuntil نيمwas lulled to sleep واستهواهand captivated him ساحرهhis enchanter
حتى نيم واستهواه ساحره
His love-worn admirer kept circling him with love poetry,
Still does the spinning of your locks entrance me
Until he was lulled to sleep and his enchanter captivated him.
Until sleep came and a spellbound swoon
انif كانwas ربعthe abode of الهوىpassion منيfrom me هوىfell ومضنىand one wasted
ان كان ربع الهوى مني هوى ومضنى
فيin الحبlove قيسQays فانيthen I am اليومtoday عامرهits dweller
في الحب قيس فاني اليوم عامره
If love's abode has fallen away from me, and the one wasted
If a quarter of passion's love is mine, then I
In love is Qays, then today I am its dweller.
Am Qays reborn today, fill of desire
كيفhow السبيلthe way الىto بردthe coolness of الرضابthe lips' nectar وقدwhen already
كيف السبيل الى برد الرضاب وقد
حماهhas guarded it منfrom جفنهhis eyelid الفتانbewitching فاترهits languid gaze
حماه من جفنه الفتان فاتره
How can I reach the cool nectar of his lips, when
How to find coolness for my cheeks when he
The languid gaze from his bewitching eyelid has guarded it?
Who charmed me shut his eyelids in disdain
نبيa prophet of حسنbeauty ابانrevealed السيفthe sword معجزةas a miracle
نبي حسن ابان السيف معجزة
مذsince جاءcame فيamid فترةthe languor of الاجفانeyelids ناظرهhis gaze
مذ جاء في فترة الاجفان ناظره
A prophet of beauty, he revealed the sword as a miracle,
Dear prince, your sword in time of need a miracle
Since his gaze came amid the languor of eyelids.
Since you came to aid, watching with open eyes
تكادalmost اعطافهhis flanks تنقدsplit apart منfrom هيفslenderness
تكاد اعطافه تنقد من هيف
ليناin suppleness كذاthus حدثتspoke عنهof him مآزرهhis waist-wraps
لينا كذا حدثت عنه مآزره
His flanks almost split apart from slenderness,
Your graces can almost shed pearls from the gazelle
So supple—thus his waist-wraps have spoken of him.
So gently did the tale of you come to my ears
وشعرهand his hair انif تسلyou ask عنهabout it الخبيرthe expert بهin it
وشعره ان تسل عنه الخبير به
سلask ناظريmy eye فالدجاfor night's darkness يدريهknows it ساهرهits wakeful watcher
سل ناظري فالدجا يدريه ساهره
And his hair—if you would ask its expert about it,
If you ask the expert about those tresses
Ask my eye, for night's darkness is known to its wakeful watcher.
Ask my eyes, for night makes all things clear
ماnot شامcaught sight of طرفيmy eye برقاa lightning flash منfrom مباسمهhis smiling lips
ما شام طرفي برقا من مباسمه
الاexcept ومنand from جفنهits eyelid ارعاهI watch it ماطرهits rain-cloud
الا ومن جفنه ارعاه ماطره
My eye never caught a lightning flash from his smiling lips
Never did my eyes behold a lightning flash of your smile
Without watching its rain-cloud pour from its eyelid.
Without a pouring rain falling from your eyelids
عروضthe meter of هجرانهhis estrangement دائيmy malady وعارضهand his cheek
عروض هجرانه دائي وعارضه
عليّagainst me فيin الحبّlove قدalready دارتhave turned دوائرهits circles
عليّ في الحبّ قد دارت دوائره
The measure of his estrangement is my malady, and his cheek—
Absence from you is my chronic pain, its assault
Its circles have turned against me in love.
Circles round my love like stars around the pole
وافىhe arrived وللصبحand dawn has ضوءٌlight منfrom تبسمهhis smile
وافى وللصبح ضوءٌ من تبسمه
فكادso he nearly يفضحناexposed us لولاwere it not for غدائرهhis tresses
فكاد يفضحنا لولا غدائره
He arrived, and dawn had light from his smile;
Dawn came with a gleam of your smile on its cheek
So he nearly exposed us, but for his tresses.
Nearly exposing us, if not for the veil of night
يديرhe passes round منfrom خدهhis cheek القانيdeep crimson موردةa rose-tinted draught
يدير من خده القاني موردة
فهلso did جناهاpluck it معwith العنقودthe grape-cluster عاصرهits presser
فهل جناها مع العنقود عاصره
He passes round a rose-red draught from his crimson cheek;
Your fresh check turns the passionate fool a pasture
So did its presser pluck it along with the grape-cluster?
Did it share that, like the grape, with the vintner's press?
اذاwhen بداhe appears مشرقاradiant والكأسand the cup فيin يدهhis hand
اذا بدا مشرقا والكأس في يده
باكرbegin early صباحكyour morning اهنىthe sweetest of العيشlife باكرهits early part
باكر صباحك اهنى العيش باكره
When he appears radiant, with the cup in his hand,
When you shine radiant, cup in hand at dawn
Begin your morning early; life's sweetest part is its early hours.
You make life delightful in the early morning
واطربand rejoice اذاwhen ماindeed تثنىsways غصنthe bough of قامتهhis stature
واطرب اذا ما تثنى غصن قامته
فقدfor indeed ترنمhas sung فوقabove الايكthe thicket طائرهits bird
فقد ترنم فوق الايك طائره
And rejoice when the bough of his stature sways,
I rejoice whenever a branch of your form sways
For its bird has sung above the thicket.
For a bird sang above the flowering branches
حديثهhis speech ليto me بالمعنىwith meaning البديعwondrous حلاgrew sweet
حديثه لي بالمعنى البديع حلا
حسناin beauty وشاقتand enchanted لاسماعيto my ears نوادرهhis rare tales
حسنا وشاقت لاسماعي نوادره
His speech to me, with wondrous meaning, grew sweet
Your words to me in subtle beauty are pure honey
In beauty, and his rare tales enchanted my ears.
Fine discourse, though your jokes vex my hearing