Sol 6.1

  1. لم يبق بعدك نائل ومنيل

    ابداً ولا لمؤمّلٍ تأميلُ

    After you, no bounty or giver remains,

    ever, nor any hope for one who hopes.

  2. امرّحل العيس النوافح بالسرى

    هل بعدما ازف الرحيل قفول

    O saddler of the pale camels, pressing onward by night,

    is there a return once departure has drawn near?

  3. قف بالرسوم الدارسات طلولها

    فهي المنى والدارسات طلول

    Stop by the vestiges whose ruins have faded,

    for they are my heart's desire—those faded ruins.

  4. واحبس ولو شدَّ العقال بعولة

    والوجد يعترق الحشا ويعول

    And halt, even if the hobble is tightened with a wail,

    while anguish gnaws at the heart and wails.

  5. عهدي بها والعيش مقتبل الصبا

    خضل تعاهده صباً وقبول

    I remember them when life was in youth's first bloom,

    dewy, tended by the saba and qabul east winds.

  6. ايام يثنيني النعيم كأنما

    دارت برأسي بالعشي شمول

    In days when pleasure made me sway, as though

    wine had set my head spinning at dusk.

  7. ورمتنيَ الدنيا بقاطعة المنى

    وانبتَّ منها حبليَ الموصول

    And the world struck me with what severs hopes,

    and the cord binding me to it was cut.

  8. واظنُّ بعدك كل شيء لم يزل

    وهما يمرُّ وعارضاً سيزول

    And after you, I think all things have always been

    a passing illusion, an apparition that will vanish.

  9. سالمت فيك على الممات وان اعش

    شيئاً فبيني والحياة ذحول

    For you I made peace with death; and if I live

    a while, blood-feuds lie between life and me.

  10. لم يبق الا اثنان بعدك للندى

    غرب الدموع وغاربٌ مهزول

    After you, only two remain for generosity:

    a flood of tears and an emaciated camel's withers.

  11. لأعلِّمنَّ النيب رجع حنينها

    ليظلَّ يرزم شدقم وجديل

    I shall surely teach the old she-camels their plaintive refrain,

    so Shadqam and Jadil keep up their low moans.

  12. والقننَّ الدوح هدل حمامه

    فيزيد منه على الحمام هديل

    And I shall surely teach the great trees their doves' cooing,

    so their cooing will surpass the doves'.

  13. برقت لعيني من جبينك هالة

    تحت الصفائح والصفيح يهيل

    A halo flashed before my eye from your brow,

    beneath the slabs, as stones were heaped up.

  14. فقدتك قومك واحداً ولسرَّها

    لو قد حييت لها ومات قبيل

    Your people lost you, a single man; it would have pleased them

    had you lived for them and a whole tribe died.

  15. لو كان مجتمعين قد بقيا لما

    لقيا فراقا مالكٌ وعقيل

    Had the two remained together, they would not

    have known separation—Malik and Aqil.

  16. قد حال ما بيني وبينك حائل

    غول الطريق ومجهلٌ وهجول

    A barrier has come between you and me:

    the road's daunting length, a trackless waste, and wide plains.

  17. والوصل دونك قطِّعت اسبابه

    كيف الوصول واين منك وصول

    And the bonds of reunion with you have been severed.

    How can I reach you? Where is any way to you?

  18. اين يرعوي الليل البهيم بسدفة

    فالصبح منتزع الضيا جفول

    Where will pitch-black night give way to twilight?

    For dawn, stripped of light, is quick to flee.

  19. ما انضم جسمك بالعرى متخفيا

    الا كما ضمَّ الاسود الغيل

    Your body was not enfolded, hidden in the open ground,

    except as a thicket enfolds lions.

  20. ان جلَّ او جهل البكا بك عالم

    فلقد بكى لك عالم وجهول

    If weeping for you is great, or unknown to a learned man,

    the learned and ignorant have indeed wept for you.

  21. من غادر اللسن النعي متعتعاً

    فكأن منه لسانه مشكول

    He whose death notice left the eloquent man faltering,

    as though his tongue were hobbled by it.

  22. عودتني بك عادة لم ترتكب

    حيث الدموع ركوبهن نزول

    Through you, I learned a habit never practiced before:

    where riding upon tears means descending.

  23. قد قلت للساعي المجمجم سائلا

    والعين يأخذها البكا فتسيل

    I said, questioning, to the mumbling messenger,

    as weeping seized my eye and it streamed:

  24. ان كنت تزعم ناعياً عمر العلى

    سلَّت لسانك عامرٌ وسلول

    If you claim to announce the death of glory's life,

    may Amir and Salul tear out your tongue.

  25. وشجى لو انَّ أصاب اوج سمائها

    لهوت كواكبها وهنَّ افول

    And a grief that, had it struck the zenith of glory's heaven,

    its stars would have fallen, even as they set.

  26. اكَّال شلو الموت منه بماجد

    كيف انثنى للموت وهو اكيل

    What a noble man he was, devouring death's carcass!

    How did he yield to death, himself now prey?

  27. من راح يقتل بالعزاء مصابه

    من ذا الورى فعزائي المقتول

    Whoever sets about killing his grief with consolation

    among these mortals—my consolation is what lies slain.