سَكِرَتْ بِخَمْرِ حَدِيثِكِ الأَلْفَاظُ

سَكِرَتْ بِخَمْرِ حَدِيثِكِ الأَلْفَاظُ

وَتَكَلَّمَتْ بِضَمِيرِكِ الأَلْحَاظُ

وَتَكَلَّمَتْ بِضَمِيرِكِ الأَلْحَاظُ

Words grew drunk on the wine of your speech.

The words were intoxicated by the wine of your speech,

And glances voiced your innermost thoughts.

And the glances began to speak with your conscience.

يَا دُمْيَةً لَوْلا التَّقِيَّةُ لاسْتَوَتْ

يَا دُمْيَةً لَوْلا التَّقِيَّةُ لاسْتَوَتْ

فِي حُبِّهَا الْفُتَّاكُ والْوُعَّاظُ

فِي حُبِّهَا الْفُتَّاكُ والْوُعَّاظُ

O lovely statue, but for pious restraint, alike would be

O doll, were it not for propriety, both the preachers

In loving her, the ruthless killers and the preachers.

And the deadly would have fallen in love with you.

مَا لِي مَنَحْتُكِ خُلَّتِي وَجَزَيْتِنِي

مَا لِي مَنَحْتُكِ خُلَّتِي وَجَزَيْتِنِي

نَاراً لَهَا بَيْنَ الضُّلُوعِ شُوَاظُ

نَاراً لَهَا بَيْنَ الضُّلُوعِ شُوَاظُ

What ails me? I gave you my affection, and you repaid me

Why did I give you my companionship and you rewarded me

With a fire whose smokeless flame burns between my ribs.

With a fire that rages inside my ribs?

هَلَّا مَنَنْتِ إِذِ امْتَلَكْتِ فَطَالَمَا

هَلَّا مَنَنْتِ إِذِ امْتَلَكْتِ فَطَالَمَا

مَنَّ الْكَرِيمُ وَقَلْبُهُ مُغْتَاظُ

مَنَّ الْكَرِيمُ وَقَلْبُهُ مُغْتَاظُ

Why did you not show mercy when you held me in your power? For often

Why didn't you show kindness when you had me captivated?

The generous man has shown mercy, though his heart was angry.

The generous have often shown kindness even when their hearts were resentful.

فَلَقَدْ هَجَرْتُ إِلَيْكِ جُلَّ عَشِيرَتِي

فَلَقَدْ هَجَرْتُ إِلَيْكِ جُلَّ عَشِيرَتِي

فَقُلُوبُهُمْ أَبَداً عَلَيَّ غِلاظُ

فَقُلُوبُهُمْ أَبَداً عَلَيَّ غِلاظُ

For indeed I have forsaken most of my clan to come to you;

I abandoned my whole tribe for your sake,

So their hearts are ever harsh toward me.

And now their hearts are always harsh towards me.

وَنَفَيْتِ عَنْ عَيْنِي الْمَنَامَ فَمَا لَهَا

وَنَفَيْتِ عَنْ عَيْنِي الْمَنَامَ فَمَا لَهَا

غَيْرَ الْمَدَامِعِ وَالسُّهَادِ لَمَاظُ

غَيْرَ الْمَدَامِعِ وَالسُّهَادِ لَمَاظُ

And you banished sleep from my eye, so it has no

You banished sleep from my eyes, leaving them

Morsel save tears and sleeplessness.

Only tears and wakefulness at night.

هَذَا وَمَا اخْتَضَبَتْ لِغَيْرِكِ أَسْهُمٌ

هَذَا وَمَا اخْتَضَبَتْ لِغَيْرِكِ أَسْهُمٌ

بِدَمِي وَلا احْتَكَمَتْ عَلَيَّ لِحَاظُ

بِدَمِي وَلا احْتَكَمَتْ عَلَيَّ لِحَاظُ

All this, though for none but you have arrows been stained

Yet no arrows have been shot for anyone but you

With my blood, nor have any other glances ruled over me.

With my blood, nor did anyone judge me but you.

فَعَلامَ تَسْتَمِعِينَ مَا يَأْتِي بِهِ

فَعَلامَ تَسْتَمِعِينَ مَا يَأْتِي بِهِ

عَنِّي إِلَيْكِ الْحَاسِدُ الْجَوَّاظُ

عَنِّي إِلَيْكِ الْحَاسِدُ الْجَوَّاظُ

Then why do you listen to what is brought

So why do you listen to the jealous backbiter

About me to you by the envious, swaggering boor?

When he comes to you with tales about me?

فَصِلي مُحِبَّاً مَا أَصَابَ خَطِيئَةً

فَصِلي مُحِبَّاً مَا أَصَابَ خَطِيئَةً

فِي دين حُبِّكِ وَالْغَرَامُ حِفَاظُ

فِي دين حُبِّكِ وَالْغَرَامُ حِفَاظُ

So unite with a lover who has committed no sin

Pray forgiveness for a lover if he commits

In the faith of loving you; passion is fidelity.

A sin in the religion of your love, for passion itself preserves morality.

يَهْوَاكِ حَتَّى لا يَمِيلُ بِطَبْعِهِ

يَهْوَاكِ حَتَّى لا يَمِيلُ بِطَبْعِهِ

فِي حُبِّكِ الإِيْذَاءُ وَالإِحْفَاظُ

فِي حُبِّكِ الإِيْذَاءُ وَالإِحْفَاظُ

He loves you so deeply that his nature is not swayed

Love you until it does not incline in your love

In his love for you by hurt or provocation.

To cause harm or to betray.

نَابِي الْمَضَاجِعِ لا تَزُورُ جُفُونَهُ

نَابِي الْمَضَاجِعِ لا تَزُورُ جُفُونَهُ

سِنَةُ الْكَرَى وَأُولُو الْهَوَى أَيْقَاظُ

سِنَةُ الْكَرَى وَأُولُو الْهَوَى أَيْقَاظُ

Restless in bed, his eyelids are never visited

My wakeful eyes will not visit slumber

By the drowsiness of sleep; and lovers stay awake.

As long as ardour and passion remain alert.

مُتَحَمِّلٌ مَا لَوْ تَحَمَّلَ بَعْضَهُ

مُتَحَمِّلٌ مَا لَوْ تَحَمَّلَ بَعْضَهُ

أَهْلُ الْمَحَبَّةِ وَالْغَرَامِ لَفَاظُوا

أَهْلُ الْمَحَبَّةِ وَالْغَرَامِ لَفَاظُوا

He bears such suffering that, if they bore even part of it,

Bearing what, if some of it were borne

Those devoted to love and passion would perish.

By the people of love and passion, they would have desisted.

فَإِذَا اسْتَهَلَّ تَرَبَّعُوا فِي ما جَرَى

فَإِذَا اسْتَهَلَّ تَرَبَّعُوا فِي ما جَرَى

مِنْ دَمْعِهِ وَإِذَا تَنَفَّسَ قَاظُوا

مِنْ دَمْعِهِ وَإِذَا تَنَفَّسَ قَاظُوا

So when he weeps, they spend spring amid the flow

When it began, they took their seats in what transpired

Of his tears; and when he sighs, they spend summer.

Of his tears, and when he sighed, they departed.

هَذَا هُوَ الْحُبُّ الَّذِي ضَاقَتْ بِهِ

هَذَا هُوَ الْحُبُّ الَّذِي ضَاقَتْ بِهِ

تِلْكَ الصُّدُورُ وَقَلَّتِ الْحُفَّاظُ

تِلْكَ الصُّدُورُ وَقَلَّتِ الْحُفَّاظُ

This is the love for which too narrow proved

Such is the love that made those breasts constrict

Those breasts; and few were its faithful keepers.

And diminished those coffers.