ياO جاعلاًyou who make عينيهِhis two eyes منinto أَشراكِsnares
يا جاعلاً عينيهِ من أَشراكِ
تَركيmy forsaking هواكَlove for you نهايةُthe height of الإِشراكِpolytheism
تَركي هواكَ نهايةُ الإِشراكِ
O you who make your two eyes into snares,
O you who made his eyes out of snares
To forsake my love for you is the height of polytheism.
Leave your love, it is the end of snares
لمnot أدرِI knew حينَwhen أراكَI see you تخطِرُyou stride مائساًswaying
لم أدرِ حينَ أراكَ تخطِرُ مائساً
أقوامُis it the uprightness of قدِّكَyour stature أمor قضيبُa branch of أراكِthe arak tree
أقوامُ قدِّكَ أم قضيبُ أراكِ
I cannot tell, when I see you walk with a swaying gait:
When I saw you saunter gracefully
is that your upright figure, or an arak branch?
Were your stature people or a walking stick of arak wood
أمor قدindeed حكيتَyou imitated البدرَthe full moon ليلةَon the night of تِمِّهِits fullness
أم قد حكيتَ البدرَ ليلةَ تِمِّهِ
فاستَعظمَso deemed great المحكيُّthe one imitated قدرَthe worth of الحاكيthe imitator
فاستَعظمَ المحكيُّ قدرَ الحاكي
Or have you mirrored the full moon on the night of its fullness,
Or did you narrate the full moon on the night of its perfection
so that the model marveled at the imitator's worth?
So the narrator magnified the worth of the narrator
وكمِand how often اعترضتَyou met تَذلُّليmy submission بِتَذلُّلِwith submission
وكمِ اعترضتَ تَذلُّلي بِتَذلُّلِ
وكمِand how often ابتسمتَyou smiled وجَفنُwhile the eyelid of عينيmy eye باكيwas weeping
وكمِ ابتسمتَ وجَفنُ عيني باكي
And how often you met my submission with submission,
And how often you interrupted my flirtation with flirtation
and how often you smiled while my eyelid wept.
And how often you smiled while my eyelids cried
ماwhatever شئتَyou wish عاتبنيreproach me وعاقبنيand punish me بهwith it
ما شئتَ عاتبني وعاقبني به
إِلاَّexcept بساحرِwith the bewitching power of طَرفكَyour gaze الفتاكِthe deadly
إِلاَّ بساحرِ طَرفكَ الفتاكِ
Reproach and punish me with whatever you wish,
Whatever you wanted to reproach me and punish me with
except with your bewitching, deadly gaze.
Except with your captivating glancing eyes
لوif لمnot تَرُحyou go forth شاكيfully armed سلاحِthe weapon of الُمقلةِthe eye الthe
لو لم تَرُح شاكي سلاحِ الُمقلةِ ال
نَّجلاِwide ماnot أضحىbecame لسانيَmy tongue شاكيcomplaining
نَّجلاِ ما أضحى لسانيَ شاكي
Had you not gone forth fully armed with the weapon of the eye—
Had you not been complaining of the weapon of separation
the wide one—my tongue would not have become a complainer.
My tongue would not have become complaining
ياO آمريyou who command me بخلاصto free قلبيmy heart منfrom هوىًa passion
يا آمري بخلاص قلبي من هوىً
لمnot أرجُI hoped منهfrom it مدىthroughout الزَّمانَtime فِكاكيmy release
لم أرجُ منه مدى الزَّمانَ فِكاكي
O you who bid me free my heart from a passion
O you who commanded my heart be rid of passion
from which I never hoped for freedom as long as time endures:
I did not see any deliverance from it for an epoch
أينَwhere المفرُّthe escape لعاشقٍfor a lover مُتهتِّكٍunabashed
أينَ المفرُّ لعاشقٍ مُتهتِّكٍ
صرعَتهُstruck him down أسهمُthe arrows of أعيُنِthe eyes of الأتراكِthe Turks
صرعَتهُ أسهمُ أعيُنِ الأتراكِ
where can an unabashed lover flee,
Where can the passionate overwhelmed lover flee
felled by the arrows of the Turks' eyes?
Brought down by the arrows of the eyes of the Turks
وبمُهجتيand with my lifeblood منهمamong them أغنُّa mellow-voiced one إذاwhen بداhe appears
وبمُهجتي منهم أغنُّ إذا بدا
سجدتbowed down لهbefore him الأقمارُthe moons فيin الأفلاكِthe celestial spheres
سجدت له الأقمارُ في الأفلاكِ
My lifeblood be ransom for a mellow-voiced one among them; when he appears,
And my beloved among them, when he appears
the moons in the celestial spheres bow down before him.
The moons in the cosmos bow down before him
يُزريcasts scorn علىupon الرَّوضِthe garden الُمدَبَّجِrichly embroidered ثغرُهُhis mouth
يُزري على الرَّوضِ الُمدَبَّجِ ثغرُهُ
عندَat الصبَّاحthe morning بَعبقَةِwith the fragrance of المِسواكِthe tooth-cleaning twig
عندَ الصبَّاح بَعبقَةِ المِسواكِ
His mouth puts the richly embroidered garden to shame,
He visits the well-adorned garden, his mouth
in the morning, with the fragrance of the miswak.
Scented at dawn with the toothbrush of miswak