Sol 6.1

  1. أَلا يا صَبا نجدٍ مَتى هجتَ من نجدِ

    أَذبتَ الحَشا والجفنَ بالفيض والوقدِ

    Ah, east wind of Najd, when did you blow from Najd?

    You have melted my heart and eyelid with overflowing tears and fire.

  2. حَنانيكَ طارِحني حَديثكَ وَاِتّئد

    فَقَد زادَني مَسراكَ وجداً على وجدِ

    Have mercy! Share your tale with me, and take your time.

    For your night journey has added longing to my longing.

  3. وَقَد زَعَموا أَنّ المحبّ إِذا دَنا

    تَبدّل مِن غيّ الهَوى سلوةَ الرشدِ

    And they have claimed that when a lover draws near,

    he exchanges love's folly for the solace of sound judgment;

  4. وَأنّ اِقترابَ الدارِ إِن كانَ ممكناً

    يَملُّ وأنَّ النأيَ يُشفي من الودِّ

    and that approaching the dwelling, if possible,

    grows tiresome, and that distance cures one of affection.

  5. بِكلٍّ تَداوينا فَلم يشفَ ما بنا

    وَداءُ الهَوى كالنارِ تكمدُ في الصلدِ

    We tried each as a remedy, yet our affliction remained uncured;

    and love's sickness is like fire smoldering in hard stone.

  6. خَليليّ هَذا ما جَنى قربُ دارِهم

    عَلى أنّ قربَ الدارِ خير من البعدِ

    My two friends, this is what nearness to their dwelling has wrought,

    though nearness to the dwelling is better than distance;

  7. عَلى أنّ قربَ الدارِ ليس بنافعٍ

    لِذي كَبدٍ حرّاء ذيدَ عن الوردِ

    yet nearness to the dwelling is of no avail

    to one with a burning liver, driven from the watering place.

  8. مَبادي الهَوى ودٌّ وَغايتهُ الردى

    إِذا كانَ مَن تَهواه ليس بذي ودِّ

    Love begins with affection, and its end is death,

    if the one you love feels no affection.