ماwhat lies بَينَbetween طَيفِكَyour phantom وَالجُفونِand the eyelids مَواعِدُappointed meetings
ما بَينَ طَيفِكَ وَالجُفونِ مَواعِدُ
فَيَفيso it keeps its promise إِذاwhen خُبِّرتَyou are told أَنّيthat I راقِدُasleep
فَيَفي إِذا خُبِّرتَ أَنّي راقِدُ
Between your phantom and my eyelids are trysts;
Between your phantom and my eyelids are trysts
it keeps them when you are told that I am asleep.
So it fades when I'm told that I'm asleep
إِنّيindeed I لَأَطمَعُI certainly yearn فيfor الرُقادِsleep لِأَنَّهُbecause it
إِنّي لَأَطمَعُ في الرُقادِ لِأَنَّهُ
شَرَكٌa snare يُصادُis caught بِهِwith it الغَزالُthe gazelle الشارِدُfleeing
شَرَكٌ يُصادُ بِهِ الغَزالُ الشارِدُ
Indeed, I yearn for sleep, because it is
I yearn for slumber so I can share it
a snare with which the fleeing gazelle is caught.
With the stray gazelle it hunts as bait
فَأَظَلُّso I remain أَقنَعُI content myself بِالخَيالِwith the phantom وَإِنَّهُalthough it
فَأَظَلُّ أَقنَعُ بِالخَيالِ وَإِنَّهُ
طَمَعٌa longing يُوَلِّدُهُengenders it الخَيالُimagination الفاسِدُflawed
طَمَعٌ يُوَلِّدُهُ الخَيالُ الفاسِدُ
So I remain content with the phantom, though this is
So I stay content with the mirage though
a longing born of a flawed imagination.
It's a yearning born of corrupt mirage
هَيهاتَfar from it لاnot يَشفيheals المُحِبَّthe lover مِنَof الأَسىsorrow
هَيهاتَ لا يَشفي المُحِبَّ مِنَ الأَسى
قُربُthe nearness of الخَيالِthe phantom وَرَبُّهُwhile its owner مُتَباعِدُfar away
قُربُ الخَيالِ وَرَبُّهُ مُتَباعِدُ
Far from it! A lover is not healed of sorrow
Alas, the loved one's sorrow won't be cured
by the phantom's nearness while its owner is far away.
By the phantom's closeness when the loved one's far
وَلَقَدand indeed تَعَرَّضَventured لِلمَحَبَّةِinto love مَعشَرٌa group
وَلَقَد تَعَرَّضَ لِلمَحَبَّةِ مَعشَرٌ
عَدِمواthey lacked مِنَof اللَذّاتِthe pleasures ماwhat أَناI واجِدُfinding
عَدِموا مِنَ اللَذّاتِ ما أَنا واجِدُ
Indeed, a group ventured into love,
And many have faulted my delight in love
yet lacked the pleasures that I have found.
Lacking the pleasures that I do find
عابواthey faulted اِبتِهاجيmy joy بِالغَرامِin passion وَأَنَّنيand that I
عابوا اِبتِهاجي بِالغَرامِ وَأَنَّني
ماas long as عِشتُI live مِنfrom سُكرِthe intoxication of المَحَبَّةِlove مائِدُreeling
ما عِشتُ مِن سُكرِ المَحَبَّةِ مائِدُ
They faulted my joy in passion, and the fact that I,
They say I've loved each coquette
as long as I live, reel from love's intoxication.
I told them the motivator is one
قالواthey said تَعَشَّقَhe fell in love with كُلَّevery رَبِّpossessor of مَلاحَةٍbeauty
قالوا تَعَشَّقَ كُلَّ رَبِّ مَلاحَةٍ
فَأَجَبتُهمso I answered them إِنَّindeed المُحَرِّكَthe moving force واحِدُone
فَأَجَبتُهم إِنَّ المُحَرِّكَ واحِدُ
They said, 'He has fallen for every possessor of beauty.'
So wherever beauty I found in a place
So I answered them, 'The moving force is one.'
It led me with the rashness of youth
فَالحُسنُfor beauty حيثُwherever وَجَدتُهُI find it فيin حَيِّزٍa place
فَالحُسنُ حيثُ وَجَدتُهُ في حَيِّزٍ
هُوَit ليfor me بِأَرسانِby the reins of الصَبابَةِardent longing قائِدُa leader
هُوَ لي بِأَرسانِ الصَبابَةِ قائِدُ
For beauty, in whatever place I find it,
I knew not that the gazelle's glances
leads me by the reins of ardent longing.
Are for the lions, snares and traps
ماnot كُنتُI was أَعلَمُknowing أَنَّthat أَلحاظَthe glances of الظِباthe gazelles
ما كُنتُ أَعلَمُ أَنَّ أَلحاظَ الظِبا
هِيَthey لِلأُسودِfor the lions حَبائِلٌsnares وَمَصايَدُand traps
هِيَ لِلأُسودِ حَبائِلٌ وَمَصايَدُ
I did not know that the gazelles' glances
Indeed, He who created the wilderness made it
are snares and traps for lions.
With tools that prove His perfection
إِنَّindeed الَّذيHe who خَلَقَcreated البَريَّةَall beings ناطَهاlinked them
إِنَّ الَّذي خَلَقَ البَريَّةَ ناطَها
بِوَسائِطٍto intermediaries هِيَthey لِلكَمالِto perfection شَواهِدُwitnesses
بِوَسائِطٍ هِيَ لِلكَمالِ شَواهِدُ
Indeed, He who created all beings linked them
So seven stars wheel the skies
to intermediaries that bear witness to perfection.
While one star steers the two earths
فَتُدَبِّرُso govern الأَفلاكَthe celestial spheres سَبعَةُseven أَجنُمٍstars
فَتُدَبِّرُ الأَفلاكَ سَبعَةُ أَجنُمٍ
وَيُدَبِّرُand governs الأَرضَينَthe earths نَجمٌa star واحِدُone
وَيُدَبِّرُ الأَرضَينَ نَجمٌ واحِدُ
So seven stars govern the celestial spheres,
A star that has in kingship resolute stars
and a single star governs the earths.
They are meteors when a demon stirs
نَجمٌa star لَهُhe has فيin المُلكِsovereignty أَنجُمُstars of عَزمَةٍresolve
نَجمٌ لَهُ في المُلكِ أَنجُمُ عَزمَةٍ
هُنَّthey الرُجومُthe missiles إِذاwhen تَطَرَّقَintrudes مارِدُa rebel
هُنَّ الرُجومُ إِذا تَطَرَّقَ مارِدُ
A star who has stars of resolve within his realm;
The victorious king, his kindness near
they are missiles whenever a rebel intrudes.
His glory far, exalted his frontier
المالِكُthe sovereign المَنصورُal-Mansur مَلكٌa king جودُهُhis generosity
المالِكُ المَنصورُ مَلكٌ جودُهُ
دانيnear المَنالِreach وَمَجدُهُand his glory مُتَباعِدُfar away
داني المَنالِ وَمَجدُهُ مُتَباعِدُ
The sovereign al-Mansur is a king whose generosity
A king whose gifts and noble deeds
lies within easy reach, while his glory is far beyond reach.
Are traps and schemes against the foe
مَلِكٌa king لَدَيهِhe has مَواهِبٌgifts وَمَكارِمٌand noble deeds
مَلِكٌ لَدَيهِ مَواهِبٌ وَمَكارِمٌ
هِيَthey لِلعُداةِfor the enemies مَواهِنٌcauses of weakness وَمَكايِدُand stratagems
هِيَ لِلعُداةِ مَواهِنٌ وَمَكايِدُ
A king who possesses gifts and noble deeds,
Like rain holding tremors for tyrants
which are weakening forces and stratagems against his foes.
And cool flowing water for those who hope
كَالغَيثِlike rain فيهِin him لِلطُغاةِfor tyrants زَلازِلٌearthquakes
كَالغَيثِ فيهِ لِلطُغاةِ زَلازِلٌ
وَلِمَنand for whoever يُؤَمِّلُهُhopes in him الزُلالُpure water البارِدُcool
وَلِمَن يُؤَمِّلُهُ الزُلالُ البارِدُ
Like rain, he brings earthquakes to tyrants,
His might is feared, his gifts hoped for
and cool, pure water to whoever places hope in him.
Like the sea holding havocs and benefits
يُخشىis feared وَتُرجىand are hoped for بَطشُهُhis crushing force وَهِباتُهand his gifts
يُخشى وَتُرجى بَطشُهُ وَهِباتُه
كَالبَحرِlike the sea فيهِin it مَهالِكٌperils وَفَوائِدُand benefits
كَالبَحرِ فيهِ مَهالِكٌ وَفَوائِدُ
His crushing force is feared, and his gifts are hoped for;
His opinions for creatures are guides
like the sea, which holds perils and benefits.
His concerns for thesinging girls are proofs
آراؤُهُhis counsels لِلكائِناتِof events طَلائِعٌharbingers
آراؤُهُ لِلكائِناتِ طَلائِعٌ
وَهُمومُهُand his concerns بِالغانِياتِconcerning fair women شَواهِدُwitnesses
وَهُمومُهُ بِالغانِياتِ شَواهِدُ
His counsels are harbingers of events,
Don't be disheartened by his might from his kindness
and his concerns about fair women bear witness.
Behind clouds are lightning bolts and thunder roars
لاdo not يُؤيِسَنَّكَmake you despair بَأسُهُhis might مِنof جودِهِhis generosity
لا يُؤيِسَنَّكَ بَأسُهُ مِن جودِهِ
دونَbefore السَحابِthe clouds بَوارِقٌlightning flashes وَرَواعِدُand thunderclaps
دونَ السَحابِ بَوارِقٌ وَرَواعِدُ
Let not his might make you despair of his generosity;
He bestows horses, camels and caravans
before the clouds come flashes of lightning and thunderclaps.
And carriers, ships and loaded convoys
يَهَبُhe gives المَطِيَّriding camels وَرَكبُهُنَّand their riders وَصائِفٌslave girls
يَهَبُ المَطِيَّ وَرَكبُهُنَّ وَصائِفٌ
وَالصافِناتِand poised steeds وَحِملُهُنَّand their load وَلائِدُslave girls
وَالصافِناتِ وَحِملُهُنَّ وَلائِدُ
He gives riding camels, with slave girls as their riders,
For you, O son of Urtha, the generous deed is a trait
and poised steeds, with slave girls as their load.
So your kindness exceeds your grandfather's name
لَكَyou have ياO اِبنَson of أُرتُقَArtuq بِالمَكارِمِwith noble deeds نِسبَةٌa kinship
لَكَ يا اِبنَ أُرتُقَ بِالمَكارِمِ نِسبَةٌ
فَلِذاكَso for that reason جودُكَyour generosity كَاِسمِlike the name of جَدِّكَyour forefather زائِدُincreasing
فَلِذاكَ جودُكَ كَاِسمِ جَدِّكَ زائِدُ
You, O son of Artuq, have kinship with noble deeds;
You inherited the glory of Sura's line though it faded
so your generosity, like your forefather's name, is increasing.
And you built it so now it thrives anew
أورِثتَyou were bequeathed مَجدَthe glory of سَراةِthe nobles of أُرتُقَArtuq إِذwhen خَلَتthey passed away
أورِثتَ مَجدَ سَراةِ أُرتُقَ إِذ خَلَت
وَبَنيتَهُand you built it فَهُوَso it is الطَريفُnewly acquired التالِدُancestral
وَبَنيتَهُ فَهُوَ الطَريفُ التالِدُ
You inherited the glory of Artuq's nobles when they passed away,
A people whose palms were accustomed to gifts
and built it up: thus it is both newly won and ancestral.
For the generous are accustomed to kindness
قَومٌa people تَعَوَّدَتِgrew accustomed to الهِباتِgifts أَكُفُّهُمtheir hands
قَومٌ تَعَوَّدَتِ الهِباتِ أَكُفُّهُم
إِنَّindeed المَكارِمَnoble deeds لِلكِرامِfor noble people عَوائِدُhabits
إِنَّ المَكارِمَ لِلكِرامِ عَوائِدُ
A people whose hands grew accustomed to bestowing gifts:
They lived and their excellence was spring for the land
indeed, noble deeds are the habits of the noble.
So for them is living praise and lasting remembrance
عاشواthey lived وَفَضلُهُمُand their bounty رَبيعٌspringtime لِلوَرىfor humankind
عاشوا وَفَضلُهُمُ رَبيعٌ لِلوَرى
فَلَهُمso they have ثَناًpraise يَحياlives وَذِكرٌand remembrance خالِدُeverlasting
فَلَهُم ثَناً يَحيا وَذِكرٌ خالِدُ
They lived, their bounty a springtime for humankind;
Their palms on days of peace are streams
so theirs is praise that lives and everlasting remembrance.
Their hearts on days of strife solid rocks
فَأَكُفُّهُمso their hands يَومَon the day of السَماحِgenerosity جَداوِلٌstreams
فَأَكُفُّهُم يَومَ السَماحِ جَداوِلٌ
وَقُلوبُهُمand their hearts يَومَon the day of الكِفاحِcombat جَلامِدُboulders
وَقُلوبُهُم يَومَ الكِفاحِ جَلامِدُ
So their hands are streams on the day of giving,
You've guaranteed whom the times tasked with protection
and their hearts are boulders on the day of combat.
As if for all humanity you are creation's own father
وَكَفَلتَand you cared for مَنthose whom كَلِفَwas eager الزَمانُTime بِحِفظِهِto preserving him
وَكَفَلتَ مَن كَلِفَ الزَمانُ بِحِفظِهِ
حَتّىuntil كَأَنَّكَas though you were لِلبَرِيَّةِto creation والِدُa father
حَتّى كَأَنَّكَ لِلبَرِيَّةِ والِدُ
And you cared for those whom Time was eager to preserve,
So your hands are like necklaces on time's neck
until you seemed a father to all creation.
Your help like jewels on the forehead of mankind
فَيَداكَso your two hands فيaround عُنقِthe neck of الزَمانِTime غَلائِلٌfine robes
فَيَداكَ في عُنقِ الزَمانِ غَلائِلٌ
وَنَداكَand your bounty فيaround جيدِthe neck of الأَنامِhumankind قَلائِدُnecklaces
وَنَداكَ في جيدِ الأَنامِ قَلائِدُ
So your hands are fine robes about Time's neck,
You honored me and raised my worth
and your bounty is necklaces about humankind's neck.
So my critics' envy of your proximity consumed them
وَعُنيتَand you cared بيfor me وَرَفَعتَand you raised قَدريmy standing فيamong الوَرىhumankind
وَعُنيتَ بي وَرَفَعتَ قَدري في الوَرى
فَعَواذِليso my reproachers فيregarding القُربِcloseness مِنكَto you حَواسِدُenvious
فَعَواذِلي في القُربِ مِنكَ حَواسِدُ
And you cared for me and raised my standing among humankind,
You knew my love for you led me to you
so my reproachers envy my closeness to you.
So your affection for me and care will return
وَعَلِمتَand you knew أَنّيthat I فيin مَحَبَّتِكَlove of you الَّذيthe one who
وَعَلِمتَ أَنّي في مَحَبَّتِكَ الَّذي
فَنَداكَso your bounty ليto me صِلَةٌa gift وَبِرُّكَand your kindness عائِدُreturning
فَنَداكَ لي صِلَةٌ وَبِرُّكَ عائِدُ
And you knew that, in loving you, I am the one...
Forgive a lover if his person is absent
so your bounty is a gift to me, and your kindness returns.
Coming to you are his poems and his aims
فَاِعذِرso excuse مُحِبّاًa lover إِنif تَباعَدَis far away شَخصُهُhis person
فَاِعذِر مُحِبّاً إِن تَباعَدَ شَخصُهُ
جاءَتكَhave come to you مِنهُfrom him قَصائِدٌpoems وَمَقاصِدُand intentions
جاءَتكَ مِنهُ قَصائِدٌ وَمَقاصِدُ
So excuse a lover if his body is far away;
When praise of you leads me away
poems and intentions have come to you from him.
Yearning for you pulls the reins toward you
فَإِذاso when ثَنائيmy praise عَنكَabout you هَمٌّa concern سائِقٌdriving
فَإِذا ثَنائي عَنكَ هَمٌّ سائِقٌ
جَذَبَdraws العِنانَthe reins إِلَيكَtoward you شَوقٌlonging قائِدُguiding
جَذَبَ العِنانَ إِلَيكَ شَوقٌ قائِدُ
So when my praise of you is a driving concern,
I made all my words for you licit
a guiding longing draws the reins toward you.
Those that I consider & those I stipulate
وَلَقَدand indeed وَقَفتُI dedicated عَلَيكَto you لَفظيmy utterance كُلَّهُall of it
وَلَقَد وَقَفتُ عَلَيكَ لَفظي كُلَّهُ
مِمّاof what أَحِلُّI unbind بِهِwith it وَماand what أَناI عاقِدُbinding
مِمّا أَحِلُّ بِهِ وَما أَنا عاقِدُ
And I have dedicated all my words to you,
If I compose poetry then for you I sing praise
whether I leave them loose or bind them together.
If I write prose then for you I give thanks
فَإِذاso when نَظَمتُI compose verse فَإِنَّنيthen indeed I لَكَfor you مادِحٌone who extols
فَإِذا نَظَمتُ فَإِنَّني لَكَ مادِحٌ
وَإِذاand when نَشَرتُI write prose فَإِنَّنيthen indeed I لَكَfor you حامِدُone who praises
وَإِذا نَشَرتُ فَإِنَّني لَكَ حامِدُ
So when I compose verse, I extol you,
and when I write prose, I praise you.
Partial English translation: 62 of 64 Arabic lines translated.