لَولاَwere it not for مُزايلةُseparation from الخَليطِthe companions النَّازحِdeparting
لَولاَ مُزايلةُ الخَليطِ النَّازحِ
ماnot جَدَّgrew fierce بيin me ولَهُanguished yearning الغرامِpassion النَّازحِdraining
ما جَدَّ بي ولَهُ الغرامِ النَّازحِ
Were it not for parting from the departing companions,
If not for dispelling the departing turmoil,
The anguish of draining passion would not have grown fierce in me.
My passion for you would not have departed.
كَلاَّcertainly not ولاnor أَذكىkindled لَهيباًa blaze لافِحاًscorching
كَلاَّ ولا أَذكى لَهيباً لافِحاً
فيin مُهجتَيmy heart مُنهلُّthe downpour of دَمعيmy tears الطَّافحِoverflowing
في مُهجتَي مُنهلُّ دَمعي الطَّافحِ
No, nor would a scorching blaze have been kindled
No, never will I ignite within my essence,
In my heart by the torrent of my overflowing tears.
A blazing flame from my overflowing tears.
هيit فُرقةٌa parting تَركَتكleft you رهنَcaptive to صَبابةٍyearning
هي فُرقةٌ تَركَتك رهنَ صَبابةٍ
تَبكيyou weep لإِيماضِat the flashing of البُريقِthe lightning gleam اللاَّمحِglimmering
تَبكي لإِيماضِ البُريقِ اللاَّمحِ
It is a parting that left you captive to yearning,
It is a separation that left you hostage,
Weeping at the flash of glimmering lightning,
To youthfulness, crying for the gleaming gaze.
سيِماespecially إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle باتَspent the night مُرتقِبُone awaiting السَناthe radiance
سيِما إِذا ما باتَ مُرتقِبُ السَنا
يَختارُchooses مُختطفَاًa snatched glimpse لِطَرفٍfor an eye لامِحِglancing
يَختارُ مُختطفَاً لِطَرفٍ لامِحِ
Especially when one awaiting its glow spends the night
Especially when the yearner spends the night,
Choosing a fleeting glimpse for a watchful eye.
Choosing a glance from a fleeting eye.
وَيَيبتُand spends the night (likely reading) منfrom طَربٍrapture بِقَلبيin my heart صادِعاًrending
وَيَيبتُ من طَربٍ بِقَلبي صادِعاً
تَغريدُthe song of طائرِthe bird of دوحهنَّtheir groves الصَّادحِsinging loudly
تَغريدُ طائرِ دوحهنَّ الصَّادحِ
And through the night my heart is rent with rapture
And stays up out of joy, with my heart clamoring,
By the song of the full-throated bird in their groves.
The singing bird of Duhann chirping loudly.
وأغنَّand a sweet, nasal-voiced one مَعسولِhoney-sweet in الشَّمائِلِmanners لَوif بداhe appeared
وأغنَّ مَعسولِ الشَّمائِلِ لَو بدا
للِبدرِbefore the full moon غابَit vanished وقالَand said إنَّكَindeed, you are فاضِحيone who shames me
للِبدرِ غابَ وقالَ إنَّكَ فاضِحي
And a sweet-voiced one, honeyed in manner—were he to appear
And sings the mellifluous traits, if only
Before the full moon, it would hide and say, 'You put me to shame.'
The full moon emerged and said “You have exposed me!”
وَيلاهُalas for me مِنهُbecause of him إِلالامhow long? (likely reading) يُسرِفُhe goes too far فيin الملاthe reproach (first part)
وَيلاهُ مِنهُ إِلالام يُسرِفُ في الملا
مِcompletion of 'reproach' يُطيعُhe obeys فيَّconcerning me لِكُلِّto every واشٍtale-bearer كاشِحِspiteful
مِ يُطيعُ فيَّ لِكُلِّ واشٍ كاشِحِ
Alas for me because of him! How long will he overdo his reproach,
Woe to him from its glances that lavish the intoxication,
Heeding every spiteful tale-bearer against me?
Obeying within me every intrusive ogler.
كَمhow long ذاthis التَّجافيestrangement والصُّدودِand rejection بطرفِكِby your eye السَّاlanguid (first part)
كَم ذا التَّجافي والصُّدودِ بطرفِكِ السَّا
جيcompletion of 'languid' وَعَبقةٍand a scent of مِسكِmusk فيكَyour mouth الفائحِwafting fragrance
جي وَعَبقةٍ مِسكِ فيكَ الفائحِ
How long this estrangement and rejection? By your languid eye
How long will this aloofness and rejection last,
And the scent of musk wafting from your mouth,
My dear, and the scent of musk within you diffusing?
عَطفاًhave pity فَحسبُكَso let it suffice you زَفرةًa sigh مشبوبَةًset ablaze
عَطفاً فَحسبُكَ زَفرةً مشبوبَةً
نِيرانُهاits fires الحَمراءُred بينَbetween جوانحيmy ribs
نِيرانُها الحَمراءُ بينَ جوانحي
Have pity—let a blazing sigh suffice you,
Show me some compassion, just a sigh,
Whose red fires burn between my ribs.
Its red embers between my wings.