أَمَورِدٌis it a watering place? يَاO نَاظرِيmy eye أَمor وريدْa jugular vein
أَمَورِدٌ يَا نَاظرِي أَم وريدْ
فكنso be شهيداًa witness إِنindeed نَوْمِيmy sleep شهيدa martyr
فكن شهيداً إِن نَوْمِي شهيد
Is it a watering place, O my eye, or a jugular vein?
My wishful heart, you restless roamer
So be a witness: my sleep is a martyr.
Each day in love with someone new
قدalready قُتِلَwas killed النَّومُsleep وعاشَand lived الأَسىsorrow
قد قُتِلَ النَّومُ وعاشَ الأَسى
وزَلَّand faltered بلrather عِمادُthe mainstay العميدْof the lovesick one
وزَلَّ بل عِمادُ العميدْ
Sleep has been killed, and sorrow lives.
Though your love's image is my amulet
And faltered—rather, the lovesick one's mainstay.
My love-sick devil makes me his disciple
وبيand in me وإِنْand although بَانdeparted الصِّباyouth صبوةٌyouthful passion
وبي وإِنْ بَان الصِّبا صبوةٌ
شبَّgrew young بهاthrough it الشَّيخُthe old man وشَابَand turned gray الوَلِيدْthe child
شبَّ بها الشَّيخُ وشَابَ الوَلِيدْ
And in me, though youth has gone, is youthful passion.
Since you captivated my eyes with your bow
Through it the old man grew young, and the child turned gray.
My tears in your beauty are peerless
خليعُdissolute قَلْبيmy heart لَمْhas not يزلceased هَائِماًwandering in love
خليعُ قَلْبي لَمْ يزل هَائِماً
فيin كُلِّevery يومٍday بحبِيبwith a beloved جَدِيدْnew
في كُلِّ يومٍ بحبِيب جَدِيدْ
My dissolute heart has never ceased to wander in love,
Your red lips, your callous heart
each day with a new beloved.
Are thorns and iron through and through
وأَغْيَدand a graceful youth صُورتُهhis image عُوذةٌan amulet
وأَغْيَد صُورتُه عُوذةٌ
لأَنَّbecause شَيْطانَthe demon غراميof my passion مَرِيدrebellious
لأَنَّ شَيْطانَ غرامي مَرِيد
And a graceful youth—his image is an amulet,
Your mouth a string of polished pearls
for the demon of my passion is rebellious.
Though fools call you a bursting bud
مُذْsince كَسَرlowered الجفْنَthe eyelid أَصَابstruck الحشَاthe innermost heart
مُذْ كَسَر الجفْنَ أَصَاب الحشَا
والقوسُand the bow مكسورٌbroken بسهمٍwith an arrow سدِيدunerring
والقوسُ مكسورٌ بسهمٍ سدِيد
Since he lowered his eyelid, he struck my heart.
The critic's the fool, the ignorant wise
And the bow, though broken, has an unerring arrow.
And the libertine a righteous guide
وجْنَتُهhis cheek الحمراءُred معbeside قلبِهhis heart الthe (continued)
وجْنَتُه الحمراءُ مع قلبِه ال
معرِضِturning away ذَاthis خزُّsilk وهَذاand this حَدِيدْiron
معرِضِ ذَا خزُّ وهَذا حَدِيدْ
His red cheek, beside his heart that
I hunt gazelles, not to catch them
turns away—this is silk, and that is iron.
But so that the gazelle hunter provides
وثغرُهand his mouth درٌّpearls نظيمٌstrung فكَمْso how greatly
وثغرُه درٌّ نظيمٌ فكَمْ
يَظْلِمُهhe wrongs it منwhoever قالsaid طَلْعٌpalm blossoms نَضِيدْclosely layered
يَظْلِمُه من قال طَلْعٌ نَضِيدْ
And his mouth is strung pearls—how greatly
My icy heart melted for your face
does one wrong it who calls it clustered palm blossoms!
Yet still the sun melts solid ice
فالعاذِلُso the reproacher العَاذِرُthe forgiving one والجاهِلand the ignorant one الthe (continued)
فالعاذِلُ العَاذِرُ والجاهِل ال
عَاقِلُwise فيهconcerning him والغَوِيُّand the misguided one الرَّشِيدrightly guided
عَاقِلُ فيه والغَوِيُّ الرَّشِيد
Thus the reproacher is forgiving, and the ignorant
You're seen, but from afar - that's how
wise concerning him, and the misguided rightly guided.
The sun is seen from far and wide
عَهْدِيmy experience بِغزْلانِwith gazelles الفَلاthe wilderness مِنْfrom الفَلاَthe wilderness
عَهْدِي بِغزْلانِ الفَلا مِنْ الفَلاَ
تُصادُare hunted لكنbut ذَاthis غَزالٌa gazelle يَصيدْhunts
تُصادُ لكن ذَا غَزالٌ يَصيدْ
I know the gazelles of the wild: from the wild
My golden one, you have undone me
they are hunted; but this gazelle hunts.
My precious tears, you are denied
جليدُthe ice قَلبيof my heart ذَابَmelted مِنْfrom وَجْههhis face
جليدُ قَلبي ذَابَ مِنْ وَجْهه
والشَّمْسُand the sun ماnot زالَتْceased تُذيبُmelts الجَليدْthe ice
والشَّمْسُ ما زالَتْ تُذيبُ الجَليدْ
The ice of my heart melted before his face,
With the memory of you we have wasted away
and the sun has never ceased to melt ice.
Eye for eye and hand for hand
يُرىhe is seen ولكنand yet منfrom بعيدٍafar نَعمyes
يُرى ولكن من بعيدٍ نَعم
كذلِكَlikewise الشَّمْسُthe sun تُرىis seen مِنْfrom بَعيدْafar
كذلِكَ الشَّمْسُ تُرى مِنْ بَعيدْ
He is seen, but from afar—yes,
No watchman of mine was absent
likewise, the sun is seen from afar.
No guard of mine inept inside
ياO ذهبيَّgolden اللَّونِin color أَذْهَبْتَنيyou swept me away
يا ذهبيَّ اللَّونِ أَذْهَبْتَني
وياand O فريدَmatchless الحسنِin beauty دَمْعِيmy tears فَرِيدْunstrung pearls
ويا فريدَ الحسنِ دَمْعِي فَرِيدْ
O golden-hued one, you have swept me away!
My guard and warden hugged me close
And O matchless in beauty, my tears are unstrung pearls.
Then spread his arms to catch his bride
بِذكْرِكُمthrough remembering you بِتْنَاwe spent the night كَماas نَشْتَهِيwe desire
بِذكْرِكُم بِتْنَا كَما نَشْتَهِي
عَينٌan eye لعينٍto an eye ثُمَّthen جِيدٌa neck لجِيدْto a neck
عَينٌ لعينٍ ثُمَّ جِيدٌ لجِيدْ
Remembering you, we spent the night as we desired:
That time has passed and gone, it faded
eye to eye, then neck to neck.
Praise God, who never fades or dies!
ماnot كانwas فيهاin it شَاهِديmy witness غائِباًabsent
ما كان فيها شَاهِدي غائِباً
عَنِّيfrom me وَلاَnor كَانwas رَقيبيmy watcher عَتِيدْat hand
عَنِّي وَلاَ كَان رَقيبي عَتِيدْ
My witness was not absent that night
You made my hair turn white before
from me, nor was my watcher at hand.
Its time, for your beauty multiplies
باتspent the night رَقيبيmy watcher حَارِسيmy guard بَعْدafter أَنْthat
بات رَقيبي حَارِسي بَعْد أَنْ
مدَّstretched out ذِراعيهhis two arms لَناfor us بِالوَصَيدْat the threshold
مدَّ ذِراعيه لَنا بِالوَصَيدْ
My watcher spent the night as my guard, after
To me Eid day was seeing you
stretching his two arms out for us at the threshold.
Now Eid day is a day of chiding
ذاكthat زمانٌa time قَدْalready مَضَىpassed وانْقَضَىand ended
ذاك زمانٌ قَدْ مَضَى وانْقَضَى
وبادَand perished سُبحانَglory be to الَّذيthe One who لاَnot يَبيدْperishes
وبادَ سُبحانَ الَّذي لاَ يَبيدْ
That was a time that passed and ended,
Jewels to me are gravel stones
and perished—glory to Him who does not perish!
Branches are but dry date fronds
وشابَand turned gray رَأْسِيmy head قبلَbefore أَنthat يَلْتَحِيgrows a beard
وشابَ رَأْسِي قبلَ أَن يَلْتَحِي
مَنْthe one who حُسنُهhis beauty فيin كُلِّevery يومday يَزيدْincreases
مَنْ حُسنُه في كُلِّ يوم يَزيدْ
And my head turned gray before a beard grew on
You made me old, apart from where
the one whose beauty increases every day.
That lofty dome was fortified
وكانand was يَوْمَday العيدof the feast ليfor me وجههhis face
وكان يَوْمَ العيد لي وجهه
فصارso became يومday العيدof the feast يومa day الوعيدof threat
فصار يوم العيد يوم الوعيد
And his face was once my feast day,
King Abdullah's, where earth's kings
then the feast day became a day of threat.
Are slaves, and he their glorious guide
وأصبحand became الجوهرjewels عِنديto me حصىًpebbles
وأصبح الجوهر عِندي حصىً
وصارَتand became الأَغْصَانُthe branches عِنْديto me جَريدْbare palm stalks
وصارَت الأَغْصَانُ عِنْدي جَريدْ
And jewels became pebbles in my eyes,
Longing, I've strayed to where I'll gain
and branches, to me, became bare palm stalks.
A lofty verse that's verified
شَيَّبنيturned me gray بُعديَmy distance عَنْfrom مجلسa court
شَيَّبني بُعديَ عَنْ مجلس
أُسِّسwas founded لكِنْyet بالعَلاءِwith eminence المَشِيدْloftily built
أُسِّس لكِنْ بالعَلاءِ المَشِيدْ
My distance from a court turned me gray,
I'll reap the fruits of soaring hopes
founded, yet built of lofty glory.
To profit and gratify the soul inside
مجلِسthe court عبدِAbd (servant of) اللهِAllah ذَاكthat الَّذيwhich
مجلِس عبدِ اللهِ ذَاك الَّذي
تُرىare seen مُلوكُthe kings الأَرضِof the earth فيهin it عَبِيدْslaves
تُرى مُلوكُ الأَرضِ فيه عَبِيدْ
The court of Abd Allah, that one
Gather the clan and gain the heights
where the kings of the earth are seen as slaves.
Then in bereavement petrified
غبتَyou were absent فياso O شَوْقِيmy longing إِلىfor وَقْفَةٍa moment standing
غبتَ فيا شَوْقِي إِلى وَقْفَةٍ
فيهin it أُوَاليI continue بالمديحِwith praise النَّشِيدْthe chant
فيه أُوَالي بالمديحِ النَّشِيدْ
You are absent—oh, how I long to stand
To the Sanctuary I must wind my way
there, keeping up my chant of praise,
Of glorious grace and kindness magnified
وأَنْقَعُand I slake الغُلَّةَthe thirst مِنْfrom طَلْعَةٍa countenance
وأَنْقَعُ الغُلَّةَ مِنْ طَلْعَةٍ
تُفيدُgrants رِيَّrefreshment القلبِof the heart لِلْمُستَفِيدْto the recipient
تُفيدُ رِيَّ القلبِ لِلْمُستَفِيدْ
and slake my thirst at the sight of a face
The Master, dragging his robes, confused
that grants the heart refreshment to whoever receives it.
For Master, son of Judge besides
وأَجْمَعُand I combine الشَّملَreunion ونيلَand attainment العُلاَof high rank
وأَجْمَعُ الشَّملَ ونيلَ العُلاَ
وبعدهand after him صِرْتُI became الفَقِيرَthe poor one الفَقِيدْthe lost one
وبعده صِرْتُ الفَقِيرَ الفَقِيدْ
And combine reunion with the attainment of high rank;
God humbled him till how many lions
and after him I became poor and lost.
Became his slaves, though they were dignified
وأَبلغُand I reach القصدَthe goal بِقَصْدِيby my heading لَهtoward him
وأَبلغُ القصدَ بِقَصْدِي لَه
وإِنَّهand indeed he للقصدِfor the purpose بيتُthe verse القصيدْof the poem
وإِنَّه للقصدِ بيتُ القصيدْ
And reach my goal by directing myself to him,
Time has divided his enemies in two
for he is the key verse of my quest.
Destroyed or exiled far and wide
هذاthis مُراديmy wish مِنْfrom إِلهيmy God وَمَاand not
هذا مُرادي مِنْ إِلهي وَمَا
يكذِبُproves false فيin اللهGod مُرادُthe wish المُريدْof the seeker
يكذِبُ في الله مُرادُ المُريدْ
This is my wish from my God, and
They were mountains, now but pebbles
a seeker's wish in God does not prove false.
Nay, they've become his harvested chaff outside
لوif أَسعدَfavored الدَّهرُtime بماwith what أَرْتَجيI hope for
لو أَسعدَ الدَّهرُ بما أَرْتَجي
منof قُربِهnearness to him كُنْتُI would be كَنَعْتيas my epithet السَّعِيدْthe Fortunate
من قُربِه كُنْتُ كَنَعْتي السَّعِيدْ
If time favored me with what I hope for
Enough he's guided by God's will
in nearness to him, I would live up to my epithet, 'the Fortunate.'
He walks, nobles surround his side
لابدَّthere is no avoiding أَنْthat أَطْوِيI cross الفَيافِيthe vast deserts إِلىtoward
لابدَّ أَنْ أَطْوِي الفَيافِي إِلى
جَامعِthe gatherer شملِthe company المكْرُماتِof noble qualities البَدِيدْscattered
جَامعِ شملِ المكْرُماتِ البَدِيدْ
I must cross the vast deserts to
Yet in his glory he's alone
the one who reunites the scattered noble qualities,
His wealth resembles none beside
الصَّاحِبal-Sahib السَّاحبِtrailing أَذْيالَهhis hems
الصَّاحِب السَّاحبِ أَذْيالَه
تِيهاًproudly علىabove الصَّاحِبal-Sahib وابْنِand Ibn (son of) العَميدal-Amid
تِيهاً على الصَّاحِب وابْنِ العَميد
al-Sahib, trailing his hems
He returns gifts, no sooner given
in pride above al-Sahib and Ibn al-Amid.
Than asked, with increase he provides
ذلَّwas humbled بهby him الجبَّارُthe tyrant حتَّىto the point that لكَمْindeed, how many
ذلَّ به الجبَّارُ حتَّى لكَمْ
مِنْof أَسدٍa lion أَضْحىbecame لهbefore him وهْوwhile it is سِيدْa wolf
مِنْ أَسدٍ أَضْحى له وهْو سِيدْ
Through him the tyrant was humbled—how many
Who seeks provision, gains far more
a lion became, before him, a wolf!
For his guests, open-handed, dignified
واستعبدَand enslaved الخلقَall people لهto him أَنَّهthat he
واستعبدَ الخلقَ له أَنَّه
ذُوpossesses خلقٍa character ليِّنٍgentle وبأْسٍand might شَديدْformidable
ذُو خلقٍ ليِّنٍ وبأْسٍ شَديدْ
And what has enslaved all people to him is that he
Some seek less from his abundance
has a gentle character and formidable might.
Others seek more, which he denies
والدَّهرُand time قدalready قسمdivided أعداءهhis enemies
والدَّهرُ قد قسم أعداءه
قسمينtwo groups إماeither هلكperished أوor شريدfugitive
قسمين إما هلك أو شريد
And time has divided his enemies
Giver of a fleeting world
into two groups: either dead or fugitive.
To one who spurns it, satisfied
وكانواand they were جِبالاًmountains ثمthen عادُواthey became حصىًpebbles
وكانوا جِبالاً ثم عادُوا حصىً
بلnay أَصْبَحواthey became منْهbecause of him كَحَبِّlike grain الحَصِيدْof the harvest
بل أَصْبَحوا منْه كَحَبِّ الحَصِيدْ
They were mountains, then became pebbles;
You give your creation succor
nay, through him they became like grains of the harvest.
And your elect all they confide
يكْفِيهit suffices him أَنَّthat اللهَGod سُبحانهglory be to Him
يكْفِيه أَنَّ اللهَ سُبحانه
أَجْرىmade run المقادِيرthe destinies عَلَىaccording to مَاwhat يُريدhe wishes
أَجْرى المقادِير عَلَى مَا يُريد
It is enough for him that God—glory be to Him—
I complain to you of yearning
made destinies run as he wishes.
Fires, around my heart they're tied
يَسيرhe walks وَالسَّادةُand the lords منْfrom حولِهaround him
يَسير وَالسَّادةُ منْ حولِه
لكنْyet تَرَاهُyou see him فيin عُلاهhis eminence وَحِيدْalone
لكنْ تَرَاهُ في عُلاه وَحِيدْ
He walks, with lords around him,
I'm the hunter who still has not found
yet in his eminence you see him alone.
Water, though each time he's tried
ففيso in عُلاَهhis eminence مَالَهhe has no مُشْبهٌlikeness
ففي عُلاَه مَالَه مُشْبهٌ
وفيand in نَداهُhis generosity مَالَهhe has no مِنْany نَدِيدْpeer
وفي نَداهُ مَالَه مِنْ نَدِيدْ
In his eminence he has no likeness,
Since you left I've tasted death
and in his generosity he has no peer.
I had not thought it would betide
يُعيدُhe repeats ماwhat يُبدِيdisplays نَدَاهhis bounty فَماso not
يُعيدُ ما يُبدِي نَدَاه فَما
تَقولُyou say قَدْalready أَبْدأَhe began حتَّىuntil يُعيدْhe repeats
تَقولُ قَدْ أَبْدأَ حتَّى يُعيدْ
He repeats what his bounty displays; no sooner
Buried, though not in Egypt's soil
do you say, 'He has begun,' than he repeats it.
But deep in the Sa'id's countryside
يُعْطِيhe gives الَّذِيthe one who يَطْلُبُasks منهfrom him الَّذِيwhat
يُعْطِي الَّذِي يَطْلُبُ منه الَّذِي
يُطلَبُis asked مِنهfrom him وَلَديهِand with him مَزِيدْmore
يُطلَبُ مِنه وَلَديهِ مَزِيدْ
He gives whoever asks him whatever
Had I not felt this, I could not have borne
is asked of him, and with him is still more.
To string a verse, even if I tried
يُجيدhe excels in ماwhat يُعطيهhe gives it مِنْfrom جُودهhis bounty
يُجيد ما يُعطيه مِنْ جُوده
لِوَفْدِهto his delegation فَهْوfor he is الْجَوادُthe generous giver المُجيدْexcellent in giving
لِوَفْدِه فَهْو الْجَوادُ المُجيدْ
He excels in what he gives from his bounty
For my mind binds my thoughts
to his visitors, for he is generous and excellent in giving.
While to left and right dullness resides
يسأَلُهasks him الإِمساكَto hold back منwhoever يَجْتدِيbegs
يسأَلُه الإِمساكَ من يَجْتدِي
مِنْهfrom him ويَستَعْفِيهand asks him to desist مَنْwhoever يَسْتَزِيدْseeks more
مِنْه ويَستَعْفِيه مَنْ يَسْتَزِيدْ
He is asked to hold back by the one who begs
But my dear friend inspires
from him; and whoever seeks more asks him to desist.
The tongue-tied fool to waken thoughts inside
ياO مُعْطِيَgiver of الدُّنيَاthe world لِمَنْto whoever أَمَّهapproached him
يا مُعْطِيَ الدُّنيَا لِمَنْ أَمَّه
ثُمَّthen يراهَاhe regards it كالعَطاءِlike a gift الزَّهِيدْpaltry
ثُمَّ يراهَا كالعَطاءِ الزَّهِيدْ
O you who give the world to whoever comes to you,
So I sang lightly, generously
then regard it as a paltry gift!
For he was generous, so I vied
أَنْتَyou الَّذيthe one who السؤدُدُlordship مماamong what تُنيyou bestow (continued)
أَنْتَ الَّذي السؤدُدُ مما تُني
لcompletion of 'you bestow' الخلقَmankind والعلياءُand high rank مِمَّاamong what تُفِيدْyou impart
ل الخلقَ والعلياءُ مِمَّا تُفِيدْ
You are the one: lordship is among what you bestow
Every verse I wrote in praise of him
on mankind, and high rank among what you impart.
Joined, harmonized, and unified
أَشْكُوI complain of إِليكَto you الشَّوقَlonging فَهْوfor it is الَّذِيthat which
أَشْكُو إِليكَ الشَّوقَ فَهْو الَّذِي
لِنَارهِfor its fire بَيْنbetween ضُلوعِيmy ribs وَقِيدْfuel
لِنَارهِ بَيْن ضُلوعِي وَقِيدْ
I complain to you of longing: it is that
I lodged him in the abodes of glory
whose fire has fuel between my ribs.
Each verse a palace fortified
وإنَّنيand indeed I الصَّادِيthe thirsty one الَّذِيwho قَدْalready رَأَىsaw الthe (continued)
وإنَّني الصَّادِي الَّذِي قَدْ رَأَى ال
مَوْرِدَwatering place لكِنْbut كُلَّمَاwhenever رَامَsought ذِيدْwas driven away
مَوْرِدَ لكِنْ كُلَّمَا رَامَ ذِيدْ
And I am the thirsty one who has seen the
For him, whom God has guided
watering place, but whenever he seeks it, he is driven away.
As he desires, never denied
قدalready ذقْتُI tasted طعمَthe taste الموتِof death منfrom بعدهdistance from him
قد ذقْتُ طعمَ الموتِ من بعده
ذلكthat مَاwhat قَدْpreviously كُنتُI was مِنهfrom it أَحِيدْI turn away
ذلك مَا قَدْ كُنتُ مِنه أَحِيدْ
I have tasted death through separation from him;
Had fate allowed what I desire
that is what I used to flee.
His nearness, I'd be gratified
وصِرْتُand I became مدفوناًburied فماso not مَسْكَنيmy dwelling
وصِرْتُ مدفوناً فما مَسْكَني
فيin مَصرَEgypt لكنbut مَسْكنيmy dwelling فيin الصَّعِيدUpper Egypt; bare earth
في مَصرَ لكن مَسْكني في الصَّعِيد
And I have become buried; my dwelling is not
To the Sanctuary I must wind my way
in Egypt, but in al-Sa'id—the bare earth.
Of glorious grace and kindness magnified
لوif لمnot أَكُنْI were أَشْعَرَهَاits greatest poet لمnot أُطِقْI could manage
لو لم أَكُنْ أَشْعَرَهَا لم أُطِقْ
نظماًcomposition لبيتof a verse ولوand even if أَنِّيthat I لَبِيدْLabid
نظماً لبيت ولو أَنِّي لَبِيدْ
Had I not been its greatest poet, I could not have
composed a single verse, even were I Labid.
لأَنَّbecause هَمِّيmy sorrow مُقعِدٌcrippling خاطِريmy mind
لأَنَّ هَمِّي مُقعِدٌ خاطِري
وعنand at يَمينيmy right وشِمَاليand my left قَعيدْsitting
وعن يَميني وشِمَالي قَعيدْ
For my sorrow cripples my mind,
and sits at my right and my left.
لكنْbut لُهَىgifts الصَّاحِبof al-Sahib يستنطِقmakes speak الthe (continued)
لكنْ لُهَى الصَّاحِب يستنطِق ال
معجَمinarticulate عِيّاًthrough speechlessness ويُذْكيand sharpens البَلِيدْthe dull-witted
معجَم عِيّاً ويُذْكي البَلِيدْ
But al-Sahib's largesse gives speech to the
tongue-tied in their helplessness, and sharpens the dull-witted.
فقلتُهاso I uttered it طنانةًresounding جودةًexcellent quality
فقلتُها طنانةً جودةً
لأَنهbecause he جادwas generous فَلِمْso why لاnot أُجيدI excel
لأَنه جاد فَلِمْ لا أُجيد
So I uttered it, resounding in excellence,
since he was generous, why should I not excel?
وكُلُّand every شِعْرٍpoem قلتهI uttered it فيin مَجْدِهhis glory
وكُلُّ شِعْرٍ قلته في مَجْدِه
شَدَاsang بِهwith it الشَّادِيthe singer وسَارَand traveled البَريدْthe courier
شَدَا بِه الشَّادِي وسَارَ البَريدْ
And every poem I uttered about his glory
the singer has sung, and the courier has traveled with it.
أَسكنتُهI housed him منهfrom it قصورَpalaces العُلاof eminence
أَسكنتُه منه قصورَ العُلا
فكُلُّso every بيتٍverse منهof it قصرٌa palace مَشِيدْloftily built
فكُلُّ بيتٍ منه قصرٌ مَشِيدْ
I housed him in palaces of glory fashioned from it,
for every verse of it is a lofty palace.
Partial English translation: 94 of 106 Arabic lines translated.