ماwhat عَلىupon حاديهُمُtheir camel-driver لَوif كانَhe had عاجاturned aside
ما عَلى حاديهُمُ لَو كانَ عاجا
فَقَضىand fulfilled حينwhen مَضىhe passed للصبِّfor the lovesick lover حاجاneeds
فَقَضى حين مَضى للصبِّ حاجا
What harm would it have done their camel-driver if he had turned aside
No blame upon their inspiration though it seemed impossible,
and, as he passed, fulfilled the lovesick lover's needs?
When youth departed to seek youth he was most eager,
ظعنواthey departed وَالقَلبُand the heart يَقفوfollows إِثرَهُمtheir footsteps
ظعنوا وَالقَلبُ يَقفو إِثرَهُم
تَبِعَit followed العيسَthe pale camels بُكوراًat daybreak واِدِّلاجاand traveling by night
تَبِعَ العيسَ بُكوراً واِدِّلاجا
They departed, and my heart follows in their wake;
They set forth while my heart raced after them,
it followed the pale camels at daybreak and on their night journeys.
At dawn it trailed the caravan through the darkness.
سَلَكواthey followed منfrom بطنthe depths فجٍّa mountain pass سُبُلاًpaths
سَلَكوا من بطن فجٍّ سُبُلاً
لاmay not عَدىpass beyond صَوبُthe downpour الحياof rain تلكthose الفِجاجاmountain passes
لا عَدى صَوبُ الحيا تلك الفِجاجا
They took paths from the depths of a mountain pass;
They took paths in the belly of gaping lowlands,
may rain's downpour never pass those mountain passes by.
Along trails where the highborn never tread.
همthey أَراقواspilled بِنَواهمthrough their departure أَدمُعيmy tears
هم أَراقوا بِنَواهم أَدمُعي
وأَهاجواand stirred لاعجَthe burning torment الوَجدِof longing فَهاجاso it raged
وأَهاجوا لاعجَ الوَجدِ فَهاجا
By their departure, they made my tears flow
They shed tears in their resolve till I wept,
and stirred longing's burning torment, so it raged.
And kindled for their noblest passions the fieriest flames.
كَمhow often أداجيI feign friendliness toward فيin هواهُمlove for them كاشِحاًa spiteful foe
كَم أداجي في هواهُم كاشِحاً
أَعجزَdefeated الكتمانُconcealment مَنwhoever حبَّloved فَداجىand so dissembled
أَعجزَ الكتمانُ مَن حبَّ فَداجى
How often, for love of them, I feign friendliness toward a foe!
How I yearned in their love till my bones protruded,
Concealment defeated one who loved and so dissembled.
When love takes hold, discretion is of no avail.
وعَذولاًand a reproacher يُظهرُprofesses النُصحَsincere counsel بهمabout them
وعَذولاً يُظهرُ النُصحَ بهم
فإِذاand when نَهنَهتُهُI restrain him زادhe increases لجاجاin obstinacy
فإِذا نَهنَهتُهُ زاد لجاجا
And a reproacher who professes sincere counsel about them:
And they acted heedless, though my counsel was sincere,
when I restrain him, he grows more obstinate.
If I chided they but gained in defiance.
طارَحَتنيexchanged with me الورقُthe gray doves فيهمover them شَجَناًsorrow
طارَحَتني الورقُ فيهم شَجَناً
وَالصباand the east wind أَوحَتwhispered شَجاًsorrow وَالبَرقُand the lightning ناجىspoke in confidence
وَالصبا أَوحَت شَجاً وَالبَرقُ ناجى
The gray doves exchanged laments with me over them;
The leaves tossed me about in longing for them,
and the east wind whispered sorrow, and the lightning confided.
While the lightning in darkness called to the clouds.
ياO بَريقاًa lightning flash لاحَshone منfrom حيِّهمُtheir encampment
يا بَريقاً لاحَ من حيِّهمُ
يَصدعُcleaves الجوَّthe air ضياءًwith light واِبتلاجاand radiance
يَصدعُ الجوَّ ضياءً واِبتلاجا
O flash of lightning that shone from their encampment,
O brilliant glimpse that gleamed from their dwellings,
cleaving the air with light and radiance!
Ripping through the gloom in a blaze of adornment.
أَنتَyou جدَّدتَhave renewed بتَذكارِهُمُby recalling them
أَنتَ جدَّدتَ بتَذكارِهُمُ
للحشىfor the breast وَجداًlonging وَللطَرفand for the eye اِختلاجاtrembling
للحشى وَجداً وَللطَرف اِختلاجا
You, through remembrance of them, have renewed
You revived in recalling them such piercing sorrow,
longing in my breast and trembling in my eye.
And set both my eyes and heart trembling.
هاتِbring forth فاِشرَحthen recount ليto me أَحاديثَهُمtheir tales
هاتِ فاِشرَح لي أَحاديثَهُم
إِنَّهاindeed, they كانَتwere لماfor what أَشكوI suffer عِلاجاa remedy
إِنَّها كانَت لما أَشكو عِلاجا
Come, then recount their tales to me;
Come, unfold their tales that I may find solace,
indeed, they were a remedy for what I suffer.
For my malady grows the more it is doctored.
عَلَّهاperhaps they تُبرئwill cure وَجداًa longing كامِناًhidden
عَلَّها تُبرئ وَجداً كامِناً
كلَّماwhenever عالجتهُI treat it زادit grows اِعتِلاجاin turmoil
كلَّما عالجتهُ زاد اِعتِلاجا
Perhaps they will cure a hidden longing:
Mayhap their words will heal the secret longing
whenever I treat it, it grows more turbulent.
That festers all the more as it's tended.
ماwhat لِقَلبيfor my heart والصَباand the east wind وَيحَalas for الصَباthe east wind
ما لِقَلبي والصَبا وَيحَ الصَبا
كُلَّماwhenever مرَّتit passes بهover it زادَit grows اِهتِياجاin agitation
كُلَّما مرَّت به زادَ اِهتِياجا
What has my heart to do with the east wind? Alas for the east wind!
Why does my heart swoon for the days of youth?
Whenever it passes over my heart, its agitation grows.
Each time they pass it shakes with greater fervor.
خَطرَتit sauntered سَكرىdrunk بريّاwith the fragrance نَشرِهمof their scent
خَطرَت سَكرى بريّا نَشرِهم
وَتَحَلَّتand adorned itself منهمُfrom them عِقداًwith a necklace وتاجاand a crown
وَتَحَلَّت منهمُ عِقداً وتاجا
It sauntered, drunk on their sweet fragrance,
From their throng sprang a drunken, bewitching thrill
and adorned itself with a necklace and crown from them.
And I gathered in their midst a wreath and crown.
يحسدُenvies الرَوضُthe garden شذاهاits fragrance سَحَراًbefore dawn
يحسدُ الرَوضُ شذاها سَحَراً
فَترىso you see الأَغصانَthe branches سِرّاًin secret تَتَناجىwhispering to one another
فَترى الأَغصانَ سِرّاً تَتَناجى
The garden envies its fragrance before dawn,
The garden envied their scent at dawn,
so you see the branches whispering together in secret.
And you'd think the branches whispered together.
آهِah! مِنfor قَومٍa people سَقَونيgave me to drink فيin الهَوىlove
آهِ مِن قَومٍ سَقَوني في الهَوى
صِرفَunmixed حبٍّlove لمdid not أَذقI taste مَعهwith it مِزاجاany admixture
صِرفَ حبٍّ لم أَذق مَعه مِزاجا
Ah, for those who, in love, gave me to drink
Ah, that tribe whose love has left me distraught
pure love, with which I tasted no admixture.
In passions so pure, no joy compares!
خَلَّفواthey left behind جِسميmy body وَقَلبيand my heart معهُمwith them
خَلَّفوا جِسمي وَقَلبي معهُم
كيفماwhichever way عاجَتturned حُداةُthe camel-drivers الرَكبِof the caravan عاجاit turned
كيفما عاجَت حُداةُ الرَكبِ عاجا
They left my body behind, while my heart is with them;
They left my body and heart amongst them
whichever way the caravan's camel-drivers turned, it turned.
However the riders' course may veer and swerve.
أَتراهُمdo you suppose they عَلِمواknew كَيفَhow دَجاgrew dark
أَتراهُم عَلِموا كَيفَ دَجا
مَربَعٌa dwelling كانواthey were لناديهِfor its gathering سِراجاa lamp
مَربَعٌ كانوا لناديهِ سِراجا
Do you suppose they knew how darkness fell
Could it be they knew how I languished in gloom
on a dwelling where they had been the gathering's lamp?
Like a lantern lighting their gatherings with rays?
أَمor دَرواdid they know أَنّاthat we وردناcame to drink بَعدَهمafter them
أَم دَروا أَنّا وردنا بَعدَهم
سائغَpalatable العَذبِsweet water منfrom البَلوىaffliction أجاجاbriny
سائغَ العَذبِ من البَلوى أجاجا
Or did they know that after them we came to drink
Or did they guess that when we met thereafter
sweet, palatable water, made briny by affliction?
The sweetest nectar was now bitter aloes?
وهمand they غايةُthe utmost آماليof my hopes هُمُthey
وهم غايةُ آمالي هُمُ
سارَspread فيin حبِّهمُlove for them ذِكريmy name فَراجاand gained renown
سارَ في حبِّهمُ ذِكري فَراجا
And they—they are the utmost of my hopes.
For they are my hopes' fulfillment, and their fame
My name spread through love of them and gained renown.
Spread its wings through the lands in liberty.
لاmay not عَراهُمbefall them حادِثُa calamity الدَهرِof time ولاand may not
لا عَراهُم حادِثُ الدَهرِ ولا
بَرحَتcease أَيّامُهمtheir days تُبديshow اِبتِهاجاjoy
بَرحَت أَيّامُهم تُبدي اِبتِهاجا
May no calamity of time befall them, and may
Time has not changed them, nor have their days
their days never cease to show joy.
Ceased to display the blissful laugh of joy.