Sol 6.1

  1. أُحسُّ به عنِّي قليلاً تَغَيَّرا

    فإن كان ذَا يا موتُ لا تَتَأخَّرا

    I sense that he has grown a little distant from me.

    If that is so, O Death, do not delay.

  2. فليست حَياتي بعدَ ذا بجَليلَةٍ

    وأيُّ حياةِ لي وعيشي تَكَدَّرا

    For my life after this is of no great worth.

    And what life have I, when my life has grown troubled?

  3. أَإِشراقةٌ من وجهِ مولايَ بُدِّلت

    بإعراضِه يا ليتَ شِعريَ ما جرَى

    Has the radiance of my lord's face been replaced

    By his turning away? If only I knew what happened!

  4. أقُولُ لنَفسي ذاكَ منكَ تَوَهُّمٌ

    فتَهمِسُ لي ما بالُه قد تَكَدَّرا

    I tell myself, 'That is an illusion of your own.'

    Then it whispers to me, 'Why has he grown troubled?'

  5. ومولايَ إن تُشرِق بوَجههِ بَسمَةٌ

    تَعُمُّ الورى طُرًّا فَتَبتَسِمُ الورَى

    And my lord—if a smile shines upon his face,

    It spreads to all humankind, and humankind smiles.

  6. إذا كان مِن واشٍ فليسَت تهمُّنِي

    مَقالةُ واشٍ فالحَقيقةُ قد تُرى

    If it comes from a slanderer, I am not troubled

    By a slanderer's words, for the truth may be seen.

  7. وإن من ملالَةٍ فأمري إلى الذي

    يَرُدُّ مَلالَ القلبِ حُبا مُبَررَا

    And if it stems from weariness, my affair rests with the one who

    Turns the heart's weariness into well-founded love.

  8. وإن كان مني ذاكَ مَحضُ تَوَهُّمٍ

    فبينَ يَدى مولايَ أجثو لِتَعذِرا

    And if that is nothing but an illusion of mine,

    Then before my lord I kneel, that you may pardon me.

  9. فذلك من حِرصي الشَّديدِ على الوَلا

    ومن فرطٍِ إخلاصي إلى حين أُقبَرا

    For that springs from my intense concern for loyalty,

    And from my utmost sincerity, until the hour I am buried.