حيثwhere كناwe were قبلbefore فيin أحلامناour dreams
حيث كنا قبل في أحلامنا
نشربwe drink الصفوthe pure essence منfrom الودaffection جلستُI sat
نشرب الصفو من الود جلستُ
Where once, in our dreams, we would
Where we were before in our dreams
drink the pure essence of affection, I sat.
I drank purity from affection, I sat
وعلىand upon وجهكyour face فيin غيبتهits absence
وعلى وجهك في غيبته
منfrom رحيقnectar العشقpassionate love والودand affection شربتُI drank
من رحيق العشق والود شربتُ
And upon your face, in its absence,
And on your face during your absence
I drank from the nectar of passion and affection.
From the nectar of love and affection I drank
لاdo not تسلنيask me عنabout ليالnights سلفتhave passed
لا تسلني عن ليال سلفت
أناI أجهلI do not know منهاof them ماwhat عرفتI knew
أنا أجهل منها ما عرفت
Do not ask me about nights gone by;
Do not ask me about past nights
I no longer know what I once knew of them.
I am more ignorant of them than knowing
كلevery يومday دونwithout حبlove ذاهبpassing away
كل يوم دون حب ذاهب
ليتنيif only I أعرفI know أنيthat I قدindeed عشقتI loved passionately
ليتني أعرف أني قد عشقت
Every day without love slips away.
Every day without love passes
If only I knew that I had loved.
If only I knew I was in love
يسألasks السائلthe questioner منwho أنتمyou ولوand even if
يسأل السائل من أنتم ولو
وهبhe gave العمرthe lifetime جميعاentirely ماnot أجبتI answered
وهب العمر جميعا ما أجبت
The questioner asks who you are; even if
The questioner asks who you are, even if
he gave his whole life, I would not answer.
I were granted all of life I would not answer
أناI منbecause of وجدىmy longing بكمfor you أبغضكمI hate you
أنا من وجدى بكم أبغضكم
آهah منbecause of كاسa cup سقتنيgave me drink فغضبتso I grew angry
آه من كاس سقتني فغضبت
Out of my longing for you, I hate you.
I am the one who found you yet hates you
Ah, a cup gave me drink, and I grew angry!
Oh the cup that gave me drink made me angry
لاdo not تلومونيblame me علىfor وجدىmy longing بكمfor you
لا تلوموني على وجدى بكم
لوif أطلقتI gave free rein الصبرpatience يوماfor a day ماnot أجدتI succeeded
لو أطلقت الصبر يوما ما أجدت
Do not blame me for my longing for you.
Do not blame me for my passion for you
If I gave patience free rein for a day, I would not succeed.
If I let go of patience one day I would not find
شاعرa poet يصبوyearns بحسنfor beauty نائمsleeping
شاعر يصبو بحسن نائم
وبوجدىand in my longing فيin هواهlove for it قدindeed سهرتI stayed awake
وبوجدى في هواه قد سهرت
A poet yearning for beauty asleep;
A poet pouring with the beauty of one sleeping
and in my yearning love for it, I have stayed awake.
And with passion for it I stayed up
مضتhave passed الخمسونfifty years منof عمريmy life سدىin vain
مضت الخمسون من عمري سدى
فيin غرامa passion كانwas أقسىthe harshest ماwhat اصطليتI endured the heat
في غرام كان أقسى ما اصطليت
Fifty years of my life have passed in vain,
Fifty years of my life passed in vain
in a passion—the harshest fire I ever endured.
In a love that was the harshest I have dressed
كانthere was فيin باريسParis حبlove عاصفtempestuous
كان في باريس حب عاصف
بغرامthrough a passion منهfrom it بالنارby fire اكتويتI was seared
بغرام منه بالنار اكتويت
In Paris there was a tempestuous love;
There was a stormy love in Paris
through a passion born of it, I was seared by fire.
With passion from it with fire I was seared
وهوىand love ليلىLayla ببغدادin Baghdad هوىlove
وهوى ليلى ببغداد هوى
منfrom جواهits anguish الموقدkindling النارthe fire اشتويتI was roasted
من جواه الموقد النار اشتويت
And love for Layla in Baghdad was a love
And the love of Layla in Baghdad I loved
by whose fire-kindling anguish I was roasted.
From its embers the fire I desired
إنindeed ليلىLayla تحفةa masterpiece منof أدبىmy literary work
إن ليلى تحفة من أدبى
أينwhere ليلايmy Layla فإنيfor I قدindeed جهلتI did not know
أين ليلاي فإني قد جهلت
Indeed, Layla is a masterpiece of my writing.
Layla is a gift of my refinement
Where is my Layla? For I no longer know.
Where is my Layla, for I am ignorant
أخذتtook بغدادBaghdad قلبيmy heart كلهall of it
أخذت بغداد قلبي كله
بالعيونby the eyes السودblack ياO قلبيmy heart أخذتI was taken
بالعيون السود يا قلبي أخذت
Baghdad took my whole heart;
Baghdad took all of my heart
by black eyes, O my heart, I was taken.
With the black eyes, oh my heart you took
لوif رأىhe saw المجنونMajnun (the madman) يوماone day شغفىmy passion
لو رأى المجنون يوما شغفى
لدرىhe would know أنيthat I محبa lover قدindeed عقلتI came to my senses
لدرى أني محب قد عقلت
Had Majnun seen my passion one day,
If Majnun saw one day my fervor
he would know that I am a lover who has come to his senses.
He would know I am a lover who is reasonable
والشبيبيّand al-Shabibi يرانيsees me صاحياsober
والشبيبيّ يراني صاحيا
أناI بالصحوin sobriety منbecause of العشقpassionate love كفرتI disbelieved
أنا بالصحو من العشق كفرت
And al-Shabibi sees me sober;
And al-Shabbi would see me sober
I have renounced sobriety out of passionate love.
I with sobriety from love blasphemed
آوoh لوif only يعرفknows منthe one who يظلمنيwrongs me
آو لو يعرف من يظلمني
أننيthat I بالشعرthrough poetry إنif شئتI wished ظلمتI wronged
أنني بالشعر إن شئت ظلمت
Oh, if only the one who wrongs me knew
Or if he knows who wrongs me
that, through poetry, I could wrong him if I wished.
That if I wished with poetry I oppressed
ماwhat الذيthat which يبقىremains إذاif فارقتكمI part from you
ما الذي يبقى إذا فارقتكم
وبلطفand with gentleness الروحof spirit عنكمconcerning you قدindeed عفوتI forgave
وبلطف الروح عنكم قد عفوت
What remains if I part from you?
What remains if I leave you
And with gentleness of spirit, I have forgiven you.
And with gentleness of spirit I pardoned you