لليلِthe night has سرٌّa secret ينادينيcalls me فأنهمرُso I pour down
لليلِ سرٌّ يناديني فأنهمرُ
علىupon الوجودِexistence كأنيas though I were العودُthe oud (lute) والوترُand the string!
على الوجودِ كأني العودُ والوترُ!
Night has a secret that calls me, and I pour forth
The night has a secret that calls me, and I pour down
over existence, as though I were the reed flute and the string!
upon existence, as though I were the oud and the string!
أحياI live، فتلتفتُso they turn الآفاقُthe horizons تشربنيdrink me in
أحيا، فتلتفتُ الآفاقُ تشربني
ولفحةand the hot gust الريحof the wind والأشعارُand the poems والسهرُand wakefulness
ولفحة الريح والأشعارُ والسهرُ
I come alive; the horizons gather round and drink me in—
I live, and the horizons turn to drink me in,
as do the gust of wind, poems, and sleeplessness.
and the wind's hot gust, and poems, and wakefulness.
أحبُّهاI love it هذهthis الدنياthe world، فأُجمِلُهاso I beautify it
أحبُّها هذه الدنيا، فأُجمِلُها
ببيتِwith a line شعرٍof poetry كَفَوحِlike the fragrance الوردof roses ينتشرُspreads!
ببيتِ شعرٍ كَفَوحِ الورد ينتشرُ!
I love it, this world, and so I beautify it;
I love this world, and so I beautify it
in my home, poetry spreads like the wafting fragrance of roses!
with a line of verse that spreads like the fragrance of roses!
حُلمٌa dream بحُلمٍwithin a dream أناI، بُعدٌa distance تعيشُlive بهin it
حُلمٌ بحُلمٍ أنا، بُعدٌ تعيشُ به
أبطالُheroes كُتْبٍof books، وشطٌand a shore صخرُهُits rock القمرُthe moon
أبطالُ كُتْبٍ، وشطٌ صخرُهُ القمرُ
A dream within a dream am I, a distance inhabited by
A dream within a dream am I, a distance where dwell
the heroes of my books and a shore whose rock is the moon.
heroes of books, and a shore whose rock is the moon.
يقرأننيthey (women) read me فيقلنso they say: "السهلُthe plain ضجَّresounded جنىًripe fruit
يقرأنني فيقلن: "السهلُ ضجَّ جنىً
ومشتهىًand what is desired، وكحوضٍand like a flowerbed أزهرَblossomed الحجرُthe stone!"
ومشتهىً، وكحوضٍ أزهرَ الحجرُ!"
Women read me and say: “The plain clamors with fruit
They read me and say: “The plain resounded with ripe fruit
and desire, and the stone has flowered like a pool!”
and coveted delights, and stone blossomed like a flowerbed!”
حكايةٌa tale، ياO أناI; self، قدalready قصَّهاtold it غجرٌGypsies
حكايةٌ، يا أنا، قد قصَّها غجرٌ
لطيّبينَto kind people فقالواso they said: "ليتناif only we were الغجرُthe Gypsies"
لطيّبينَ فقالوا: "ليتنا الغجرُ"
My story, O self, Gypsies once told
A tale, O self, that Gypsies have told
to two kindly souls, who said: “If only we were Gypsies!”
to kind people, who said: “If only we were the Gypsies.”
بهاin it العتوُّdefiance، بهاin it وقعُthe fall القوامِof the body علىupon
بها العتوُّ، بها وقعُ القوامِ على
زَندٍa forearm، بهاin it شَفَةٌa lip تسقيgives drink وتعتذرُand apologizes
زَندٍ، بها شَفَةٌ تسقي وتعتذرُ
In it is imperious pride; in it, the poise of a figure upon
In it is defiance; in it, a body's fall upon
a forearm; in it, a lip that gives drink and apologizes.
a forearm; in it, a lip that gives drink and begs pardon,
تقولsays: "خُذنيtake me وخُذand take صُبحَينِtwo dawns، قطفهُماplucking them both
تقول: "خُذني وخُذ صُبحَينِ، قطفهُما
ماwhat حرَّمَhas forbidden اللمسُtouch لاnot ماwhat حرَّمَhas forbidden النظرُsight"
ما حرَّمَ اللمسُ لا ما حرَّمَ النظرُ"
She says: “Take me—and take two dawns; plucking them
saying: “Take me, and take two dawns; plucking them
is what touch has forbidden, not what sight has forbidden!”
is what touch has forbidden, not what sight has forbidden.”