لَقَدindeed خَطَّtraced رَيحانُthe myrtle الجَمالِof beauty عِذارَهُhis first beard
لَقَد خَطَّ رَيحانُ الجَمالِ عِذارَهُ
فَأَبدىand revealed عَلىupon وَردِthe roses الخُدودِof the cheeks اِخضِرارَهْits greenness
فَأَبدى عَلى وَردِ الخُدودِ اِخضِرارَهْ
Beauty’s myrtle has traced his first beard.
It has shown its green upon the roses of his cheeks.
وَأَلقىand cast عَلىupon تِلكَthose المَعاطِفِslender limbs حُسنَهُits beauty
وَأَلقى عَلى تِلكَ المَعاطِفِ حُسنَهُ
نحولاًa leanness كَساclothed أَهلَthe people الغَرامِof love شِعارَهْin its garb
نحولاً كَسا أَهلَ الغَرامِ شِعارَهْ
And it has cast its beauty over those slender limbs,
A leanness that has clothed lovers in its garb.
تَبارَكَblessed is مَنHe who وَلَّىset in authority عَلىover الخَلقِcreation جفنَهُhis eyelid
تَبارَكَ مَن وَلَّى عَلى الخَلقِ جفنَهُ
وَأَولىand bestowed قُلوبthe hearts العاشِقينof lovers اِنكِسارَهْits heartbreak
وَأَولى قُلوب العاشِقين اِنكِسارَهْ
Blessed is He who set his eyelid over creation
And brought heartbreak to lovers’ hearts.
تَظنُّthey suppose الظِّبَىthe gazelles فيهاin them مِنَof الحُسنbeauty ماwhat بِهِhe has
تَظنُّ الظِّبَى فيها مِنَ الحُسن ما بِهِ
كَذبنَthey were mistaken فَماfor they do not يَحكينَresemble إِلّاexcept نِفارَهْhis flight
كَذبنَ فَما يَحكينَ إِلّا نِفارَهْ
The gazelles think they possess his beauty;
They are mistaken: they resemble only his flight.
تَعَزَّزَhe held himself dear حَتّىuntil لاnot يُنالُhe is reached وَإِنَّماbut rather
تَعَزَّزَ حَتّى لا يُنالُ وَإِنَّما
رَأىhe saw ثَوبَهُhis garment قَدhad مَسَّهtouched him فَأَغارَهْso he grew jealous of it
رَأى ثَوبَهُ قَد مَسَّه فَأَغارَهْ
He holds himself so dear that none can reach him; yet
He saw his garment had been touched and grew jealous of it.
عَزيزٌso precious يخِرُّbows down الغُصنُthe branch تلقاءَbefore عَطفِهِhis graceful bend
عَزيزٌ يخِرُّ الغُصنُ تلقاءَ عَطفِهِ
وَتَلثُمand kiss أَفواهُthe mouths الحِسانof beauties إِزارَهْhis robe’s hem
وَتَلثُم أَفواهُ الحِسان إِزارَهْ
So precious is he that a branch bows before his graceful bend,
And the mouths of beauties kiss the hem of his robe.
لَهُhe has إِمرةٌcommand فيamong العاشِقينَthe lovers مُطاعَةٌobeyed
لَهُ إِمرةٌ في العاشِقينَ مُطاعَةٌ
وَجُندُand an army جَمالٍof beauty قَدhas أَعَزَّstrengthened اِنتِصارَهْhis victory
وَجُندُ جَمالٍ قَد أَعَزَّ اِنتِصارَهْ
He commands the lovers, and they obey;
An army of beauty has made his victory secure.
وَلِلّهِand by God قَلبيmy heart يَومَthe day نُودِيit was summoned لِلهَوىto love
وَلِلّهِ قَلبي يَومَ نُودِي لِلهَوى
وَقَدand indeed ضَمِنَتguaranteed رُسلُthe messengers الجُفونِof the eyelids اِئتِمارهْits obedience
وَقَد ضَمِنَت رُسلُ الجُفونِ اِئتِمارهْ
By God, my heart was his the day love called,
And the messengers of his eyelids assured its obedience.
وَلِلحَظand a glance has مَعنىًa meaning يَفهَمُunderstands القَلبُthe heart سرَّهُits secret
وَلِلحَظ مَعنىً يَفهَمُ القَلبُ سرَّهُ
وَإِنeven if لَمnot يُمطlifted لَحظُthe glance العُيونِof the eyes سِتارَهْits veil
وَإِن لَم يُمط لَحظُ العُيونِ سِتارَهْ
A glance has a meaning whose secret the heart understands,
Even when the eyes’ glance has not lifted its veil.
وَلِلحُبِّand love has ماwhat بَينَbetween النُفوسِsouls مسالكٌpathways
وَلِلحُبِّ ما بَينَ النُفوسِ مسالكٌ
طَوَتconcealed دونَfrom إِدراكthe perception الجُسومof bodies اِختِبارَهْits experience
طَوَت دونَ إِدراك الجُسوم اِختِبارَهْ
Love has pathways between souls
Whose course is hidden from the perception of bodies.
وَبيand I ache for مَنone whose غَدَتhas become روحيmy soul لَدَيهِwith him مُقيمةٌresident
وَبي مَن غَدَت روحي لَدَيهِ مُقيمةٌ
وَإِنeven though أَبعَدَتhave distanced عَنيfrom me اللَياليthe nights مزارَهْhis dwelling
وَإِن أَبعَدَت عَني اللَيالي مزارَهْ
The one I love holds my soul in his keeping,
Though the nights have placed his dwelling far from me.
حَبيبٌa beloved بَراهfashioned him اللَهGod مِنfrom طينةِthe clay الوَفاof fidelity
حَبيبٌ بَراه اللَه مِن طينةِ الوَفا
وَمِنand from كَرَمِnobility الأَخلاقِof character صاغَHe formed نجارَهْhis nature
وَمِن كَرَمِ الأَخلاقِ صاغَ نجارَهْ
A beloved whom God fashioned from the clay of fidelity,
And whose nature He formed from noble character.
سَليمُsound فُؤادٍof heart ثابتُsteadfast الودِّin affection مُخلِصٌsincere
سَليمُ فُؤادٍ ثابتُ الودِّ مُخلِصٌ
رَأَيتI found سَواءًalike سِرَّهُhis private self وَجَهارَهْand his public self
رَأَيت سَواءً سِرَّهُ وَجَهارَهْ
Sound of heart, steadfast in affection, sincere:
I have found his private self and public self the same.
تَعوّدَhas grown accustomed مِنهُfrom him المُكرَماتto favors مقصّرٌone who falls short
تَعوّدَ مِنهُ المُكرَمات مقصّرٌ
تَعوّدhas grown accustomed أَنto يُلقيoffer إَلَيهِto him اِعتِذارَهْhis apology
تَعوّد أَن يُلقي إَلَيهِ اِعتِذارَهْ
One who falls short of his kindness has grown used to receiving his favors;
He has grown used to offering him an apology.
وَرُبَّand many a فَتاةٍyoung woman أَبرَزَتshowed ليto me مِعصَماًa wrist
وَرُبَّ فَتاةٍ أَبرَزَت لي مِعصَماً
خَضبتُI dyed بِدَمعيwith my tears كَفَّهher hand وَسوارَهْand her bracelet
خَضبتُ بِدَمعي كَفَّه وَسوارَهْ
Many a young woman has shown me a wrist;
With my tears I dyed her hand and bracelet.
سَقَتنيَshe gave me to drink كَأساًa cup مِنof سُلافةِthe finest wine لَفظِهِof his speech
سَقَتنيَ كَأساً مِن سُلافةِ لَفظِهِ
لفَظتُI cast away إِنائيmy vessel بَعدَهاafter it وَعقارَهْand its wine
لفَظتُ إِنائي بَعدَها وَعقارَهْ
She gave me a cup of the finest wine of his speech;
After it, I cast away my vessel and its wine.
مُعتَّقَةٌaged wine لَمnever يَفضُضِhas broken الدَهرُtime خَتمَهاits seal
مُعتَّقَةٌ لَم يَفضُضِ الدَهرُ خَتمَها
وَقَدthough عاصَرَتit was contemporary with عَدنانَهُhis Adnan وَنِزارَهْand his Nizar
وَقَد عاصَرَت عَدنانَهُ وَنِزارَهْ
A vintage whose seal time has never broken,
Though it was contemporary with Adnan and Nizar.
شَرِبَتُI drank بِهاof it حَتّىuntil سكرتُI became drunk فَلَمand did not أَعِيperceive
شَرِبَتُ بِها حَتّى سكرتُ فَلَم أَعِي
مِنَof السُكرِthe intoxication إِلّاexcept صَبوَتيmy yearning وَأَذِّكارَهْand remembrance of him
مِنَ السُكرِ إِلّا صَبوَتي وَأَذِّكارَهْ
I drank of it until I was drunk, and perceived nothing
In my intoxication but my yearning and remembrance of him.
أَياO قَمَراًmoon حالَhas intervened النَوىdistance دونَbefore وَجهِهِhis face
أَيا قَمَراً حالَ النَوى دونَ وَجهِهِ
وَأَلقىand cast عَلىupon جِسميmy body النَحيلِthin سرارَهْits moonless darkness
وَأَلقى عَلى جِسمي النَحيلِ سرارَهْ
O moon whose face distance has hidden,
Casting the darkness of the moonless night over my thin body.
وَياand O قاسِماًone dividing شَطرينِinto two halves حَظَّthe share نَواظِريof my eyes
وَيا قاسِماً شَطرينِ حَظَّ نَواظِري
فَيُؤنِسُهاso he comforts them لَيلاًat night وَيَجفوand he shuns نَهارَهْby day
فَيُؤنِسُها لَيلاً وَيَجفو نَهارَهْ
O you who have divided the fortune of my eyes in two:
You comfort them at night and shun them by day.
لَحىmay He curse اللَهُGod بَيناًa separation قَدthat has شَجانيgrieved me وَطالَماand long
لَحى اللَهُ بَيناً قَد شَجاني وَطالَما
شَجيتُI grieved عَلىat قُربِthe nearness المَزارِof a visit حِذارَهْin fear of it
شَجيتُ عَلى قُربِ المَزارِ حِذارَهْ
May God curse the separation that has grieved me; long before it,
Even when a visit was near, I grieved in fear of it.
عَلِمتُI knew كِلاboth الشَجوينِkinds of grief لَيسَare not بِنافِعيof benefit to me
عَلِمتُ كِلا الشَجوينِ لَيسَ بِنافِعي
وَكَيفَand what of بِمَنone who لاcannot يَستَطيعُmanage اِصطِبارَهْpatient endurance
وَكَيفَ بِمَن لا يَستَطيعُ اِصطِبارَهْ
I know that neither kind of grief helps me;
But what can one do who cannot bear to wait?
وَمَنand whoever جَرَّبَhas tried الشَكوىcomplaint فَلَمand did not تَجدfind طائِلاًany benefit
وَمَن جَرَّبَ الشَكوى فَلَم تَجد طائِلاً
أَقَرَّresolved عَلىupon الصَبرِgraceful patience الجَميلِgraceful قَرارَهْhis decision
أَقَرَّ عَلى الصَبرِ الجَميلِ قَرارَهْ
Whoever has tried complaint and found it of no use
Settles upon the resolve to endure with grace.
Translation model: Sol 6