وَحَقِّby the sanctity of مَنthose لاno سِواهُمothers than them عِندِيَfor me القَسَمُthe oath
وَحَقِّ مَن لا سِواهُم عِندِيَ القَسَمُ
وَمَنand by those بِغَيرِby anything other than هَواهُمtheir love لَيسَthere is not ليfor me قَسَمُan oath
وَمَن بِغَيرِ هَواهُم لَيسَ لي قَسَمُ
By the sanctity of those by whom alone I swear,
By the right of those who have no equal in my eyes, I swear
And by those whose love alone I swear by,
And by those whose love I have no share without, I swear
وَمَنand by those whom أُمَوَّهُI veil بِالذِكرىby mentioning لِغَيرِهِمُothers than them
وَمَن أُمَوَّهُ بِالذِكرى لِغَيرِهِمُ
مُعَرِّضاًalluding indirectly بِسِواهُمِto others than them وَالمُرادُwhile those intended هُمُare they
مُعَرِّضاً بِسِواهُمِ وَالمُرادُ هُمُ
And by those I veil by mentioning others,
And those whose love I feigned for others' sake
Alluding to others, though it is they I mean.
While truly loving them alone, my only want
أَهوىI love جُحودَdenying الهَوىlove لاno بَلrather أُدينُI make a creed بِهِof it
أَهوى جُحودَ الهَوى لا بَل أُدينُ بِهِ
وَإِنeven though أَقَرَّacknowledge بِهِit التَبريحُtorment وَالسَقَمُand sickness
وَإِن أَقَرَّ بِهِ التَبريحُ وَالسَقَمُ
I love denying love—nay, I make it my creed,
Shall I pretend to spurn the love I'm blamed for? Nay, I own it
Though torment and sickness acknowledge my love.
Though chiding and ill health concur to disavow
ماnot كُلُّeveryone مَنwho صانَconceals إِجلالاًout of reverence لِمالِكِهِfor his master
ما كُلُّ مَن صانَ إِجلالاً لِمالِكِهِ
غَرامَهُhis passion فيin صَفاءِthe purity الوُدِّof affection مُتَّهَمُis suspected
غَرامَهُ في صَفاءِ الوُدِّ مُتَّهَمُ
Not everyone who conceals, out of reverence for his master,
Not all who safeguard, revering, their lover's name
His passion is suspected of insincerity in love.
Are with pure passion in that love to blame
اِستَودِعُI entrust to اللَهُGod قَوماًa people ماnever أُفارِقُهُمI part from them
اِستَودِعُ اللَهُ قَوماً ما أُفارِقُهُم
إِلّاexcept وَتُدنيهِمُwhile bringing them near الأَفكارُthoughts وَالحُلُمُand dreams
إِلّا وَتُدنيهِمُ الأَفكارُ وَالحُلُمُ
I entrust to God a people from whom I never part
God keep a folk I never quit but their thoughts and dreams descend
Without thoughts and dreams bringing them near.
And when I picture them each day I think that they have come
وَمَنand those لِكَثرَةِbecause of the frequency of تَمثيليmy picturing لِشَخصِهِمُtheir form
وَمَن لِكَثرَةِ تَمثيلي لِشَخصِهِمُ
أَظُنُّI think فيon كُلِّevery يَومٍday أَنَّهُمthat they قَدِمواhave arrived
أَظُنُّ في كُلِّ يَومٍ أَنَّهُم قَدِموا
And those whose forms I picture so often
I think though they don't know my state that they have left, God, if they only knew my case they would show mercy
That every day I think they have arrived.
They hit their mark and left this body bereft of life
أَظُنُّهُمI think they ماdid not دَرَواknow ماwhat بيails me وَقَدwhen already رَحَلواthey departed
أَظُنُّهُم ما دَرَوا ما بي وَقَد رَحَلوا
تَاللَهِby God لَوif عَلِمواthey knew حاليmy plight بِهِمbecause of them رَحِمواthey would show mercy
تَاللَهِ لَو عَلِموا حالي بِهِم رَحِموا
I think they did not know my plight when they departed;
Mine to bewail them while my heart is theirs to claim
By God, had they known my plight over them, they would have pitied me.
They shot my heart though the hunted game is sacrosanct to them
سادواthey held sway وَقَدand indeed تَرَكواthey left جِسميmy body بِلاwithout رَمَقٍa breath of life
سادوا وَقَد تَرَكوا جِسمي بِلا رَمَقٍ
عِنديwith me لِيَندُبَهُمto lament them وَالقَلبُwhile the heart عِندَهُمُis with them
عِندي لِيَندُبَهُم وَالقَلبُ عِندَهُمُ
They held sway, leaving my body without a breath of life
Knowing that passion is forbidden fruit, an inviolate realm
With me to lament them, while my heart is with them.
O absent ones whose beauty has not waned
صادواthey hunted فُؤاديmy heart وَحِلُّthough permission الصَيدِto hunt مُمتَنَعٌis denied
صادوا فُؤادي وَحِلُّ الصَيدِ مُمتَنَعٌ
لَهُمto them وَقَدand indeed عَلِمواthey knew أَنَّthat الهَوىlove حَرَمُis a sacred sanctuary
لَهُم وَقَد عَلِموا أَنَّ الهَوى حَرَمُ
They hunted my heart, though permission to hunt is denied
O travelers, though far, not far beyond my reach or ken
To them; they knew that love is a sacred sanctuary.
You slept, of me you never dreamed in your repose
ياO غائِبينَabsent ones وَماyet not غابَتhave vanished مَحاسِنُهُمtheir charms
يا غائِبينَ وَما غابَت مَحاسِنُهُم
وَنازِحينَand far-off ones وَأَقصىyet the utmost بَينَهُمof their separation أَمَمُis near
وَنازِحينَ وَأَقصى بَينَهُم أَمَمُ
O absent ones, whose charms have not vanished,
While wakeful, you I dreamed of, rapt in sweet fantasm
And far-off ones, whose utmost distance is still near!
By the troth of faith I hoped was binding on us both
نُمتُمyou slept وَلَمand did not تَحلَمواdream بيof me فيin رُقادِكُمُyour slumber
نُمتُم وَلَم تَحلَموا بي في رُقادِكُمُ
وَمَعyet despite سُهاديmy sleeplessness بِكُمover you يَقظانُawake أَحتَلِمُI dream
وَمَع سُهادي بِكُم يَقظانُ أَحتَلِمُ
You slept and did not dream of me in your slumber,
And the companionship I foolishly presumed was kind
Yet despite my sleeplessness over you, I dream awake.
No joy in life for me since your fair aspect vanished
وَحَقِّby the sanctity of موثَقِthe binding pledge عَهدٍof a covenant كُنتُI used to أَعهَدُهُknow it
وَحَقِّ موثَقِ عَهدٍ كُنتُ أَعهَدُهُ
وَصُحبَةٍand companionship خِلتُI thought جَهلاًin ignorance أَنَّهاthat it رَحِمُwas kinship
وَصُحبَةٍ خِلتُ جَهلاً أَنَّها رَحِمُ
By the sanctity of a binding covenant I once knew,
No blessing comes till after your return, no boon
And a companionship I foolishly thought was kinship,
By your light my night was day, now the day's own light is darkness without you
ماnot لَذَّwas sweet ليto me العَيشُlife مُذsince غابَتvanished مَحاسِنُكُمyour charms
ما لَذَّ لي العَيشُ مُذ غابَت مَحاسِنُكُم
وَلاnor حَلَتwere sweet بَعدَafter رُؤياكُمa vision of you لِيَto me النِعَمُblessings
وَلا حَلَت بَعدَ رُؤياكُم لِيَ النِعَمُ
Life has held no sweetness for me since your charms vanished,
For the virtues and graces you embody I loved you
Nor have blessings tasted sweet to me after a vision of you.
High souls do not break troths when bound by them
قَدindeed كانَwas لَيليmy night نَهاراًdaylight مِنfrom ضِيائِكُمُyour radiance
قَد كانَ لَيلي نَهاراً مِن ضِيائِكُمُ
فَاليَومَbut today ضَوءُthe light نَهاريof my day بَعدَكُمafter your departure ظُلَمُis darkness
فَاليَومَ ضَوءُ نَهاري بَعدَكُم ظُلَمُ
My night was daylight through your radiance;
The noble keep their vows, trust well their plighted word
But today the light of my day, since you left, is darkness.
No wrong I did to earn estrangement at your hands
عَشِقتُكُمI loved you لِخِلالٍfor qualities كُنتُI used to أَعرِفُهاknow them
عَشِقتُكُم لِخِلالٍ كُنتُ أَعرِفُها
وَإِنَّماand only تُعشَقُare loved الأَخلاقُcharacter وَالشِيَمُand virtues
وَإِنَّما تُعشَقُ الأَخلاقُ وَالشِيَمُ
I loved you for qualities I knew in you;
But to forgive wrongdoing is to act with gracious charm
For only character and virtues are loved.
Time granted me the bliss to be with you awhile
لاdo not تَنقَضواbreak ذِمَمَيmy covenants بَعدَafter الوَفاءِfaithfulness بِهاto them
لا تَنقَضوا ذِمَمَي بَعدَ الوَفاءِ بِها
إِنَّindeed الكِرامَthe noble لَدَيهاin their keeping تُحفَظُare preserved الذِمَمُcovenants
إِنَّ الكِرامَ لَدَيها تُحفَظُ الذِمَمُ
Do not break my covenants after honoring them;
Then turned against it, afterwards regretting the gift
For in the keeping of the noble, covenants are preserved.
If access to you is barred, to whom shall I complain
لاno ذَنبَfault ليis mine يوجِبُwarrants الهِجرانَestrangement عِندَكُمُin your eyes
لا ذَنبَ لي يوجِبُ الهِجرانَ عِندَكُمُ
وَهَبهُand suppose it كانَexisted فَأَينَthen where العَفوُis pardon وَالكَرَمُand generosity
وَهَبهُ كانَ فَأَينَ العَفوُ وَالكَرَمُ
I have no fault that warrants estrangement in your eyes;
Of time's injustices, for time is both judge and foe?
And suppose there were one—where are pardon and generosity?
Once I could conquer the turns of fortune, with you by my side
أَعطىbestowed الزَمانُTime نَفيساًsomething precious مِنof وِصالِكُمُunion with you
أَعطى الزَمانُ نَفيساً مِن وِصالِكُمُ
فَاِرتَدَّهُthen he reclaimed it وَعَداهُand passed him by بَعدَهُafter it نَدَمُremorse
فَاِرتَدَّهُ وَعَداهُ بَعدَهُ نَدَمُ
Time bestowed the precious gift of union with you,
Now fortune's turns take vengeance, armed against me
Then he reclaimed it, and remorse passed him by afterward.
How much, when you departed, my tears flowed
إِلىto مَنِwhom المُشتَكىis the complaint إِنif عَزَّis hard to attain قُربُكُمُnearness to you
إِلى مَنِ المُشتَكى إِن عَزَّ قُربُكُمُ
مِمّاof what جَنىhas wrongfully done الدَهرُTime وَهوَwhen he is الخَصمُthe adversary وَالحَكَمُand the judge
مِمّا جَنى الدَهرُ وَهوَ الخَصمُ وَالحَكَمُ
To whom can I complain, if nearness to you is hard to attain,
Now still they flow, while my heart smolders and burns
Of Time's wrongs, when he is both adversary and judge?
Why do not these copious tears quench the fires within?
قَدindeed كُنتُI used to أَقهَرُovercome صَرفَthe turns الحادِثاتِof calamities بِكُمthrough you
قَد كُنتُ أَقهَرُ صَرفَ الحادِثاتِ بِكُم
فَاليَومَbut today أَصبَحَhas begun صَرفُthe turns الدَهرِof Time يَنتَقِمُto take revenge
فَاليَومَ أَصبَحَ صَرفُ الدَهرِ يَنتَقِمُ
I once overcame the turns of misfortune through you;
Their torrents cannot drown the flame, cannot curb my yearning
But today the turns of Time have begun to take revenge.
I stood forth to make excuse for you before the slanderers
كَمhow much قَدindeed بَكيتُI wept وَقَدwhen already سارَتhad set out رَكائِبُكُمyour mounts
كَم قَد بَكيتُ وَقَد سارَت رَكائِبُكُم
فَالدَمعُso tears يَسفَحُpour forth وَالأَحشاءُwhile the entrails تَضطَرِمُblaze
فَالدَمعُ يَسفَحُ وَالأَحشاءُ تَضطَرِمُ
How much I wept when your mounts had set out!
Though what they alleged found credence among other men
So tears pour down, while my entrails blaze.
They said: so long enthralled has he been by their love!
ماwhat لِلمَدامِعِails the tears لاnot تُطفيquench لَظىthe blaze كَبِديof my liver
ما لِلمَدامِعِ لا تُطفي لَظى كَبِدي
وَيُغرِقُyet drowns الرَكبَthe caravan مِنهاfrom them سيلُهاtheir torrent العَرِمُraging
وَيُغرِقُ الرَكبَ مِنها سيلُها العَرِمُ
What ails these tears, that they do not quench the blaze in my liver,
God knows you have my heart, you are my obsession
Though their raging torrent drowns the caravan?
وَقَفتُI stood أُظهِرُpresenting لِلعُذّالِto the reproachers مَعذِرَةًan excuse
وَقَفتُ أُظهِرُ لِلعُذّالِ مَعذِرَةً
عَنكُمon your behalf وَإِنeven if صَحَّproved true عِندَin the eyes of الناسِthe people ماwhat زَعَمواthey claimed
عَنكُم وَإِن صَحَّ عِندَ الناسِ ما زَعَموا
I stood presenting an excuse to the reproachers
On your behalf, even if their claims were true in people's eyes.
قالواthey said غَداhe became مُغرَماًenamored طولَthroughout الزَمانِall time بِهِمof them
قالوا غَدا مُغرَماً طولَ الزَمانِ بِهِم
وَاللَهُand God يَعلَمُknows أَنّيthat I مُغرَمٌam enamored بِكُمُof you
وَاللَهُ يَعلَمُ أَنّي مُغرَمٌ بِكُمُ
They said, “He has become enamored of them for all time,”
And God knows that I am enamored of you.
Partial English translation: 43 of 48 Arabic lines translated.