ترجمة جزء من معلقة عمرو بن كلثوم
أَلاَ هُبِّي بِصَحْنِكِ فَاصْبَحِيْنَـا
وَلاَ تُبْقِي خُمُـوْرَ الأَنْدَرِيْنَـا
مُشَعْشَعَةً كَأَنَّ الحُصَّ فِيْهَـا
إِذَا مَا المَاءَ خَالَطَهَا سَخِيْنَـا
تَجُوْرُ بِذِي اللَّبَانَةِ عَنْ هَـوَاهُ
إِذَا مَا ذَاقَهَـا حَتَّـى يَلِيْنَـا
تَرَى اللَّحِزَ الشَّحِيْحَ إِذَا أُمِرَّتْ
عَلَيْـهِ لِمَـالِهِ فِيْهَـا مُهِيْنَـا
صَبَنْتِ الكَأْسَ عَنَّا أُمَّ عَمْـرٍو
وَكَانَ الكَأْسُ مَجْرَاهَا اليَمِيْنَـا
وَمَا شَـرُّ الثَّـلاَثَةِ أُمَّ عَمْـرٍو
بِصَاحِبِكِ الذِي لاَ تَصْبَحِيْنَـا
وَكَأْسٍ قَدْ شَـرِبْتُ بِبَعْلَبَـكٍّ
وَأُخْرَى فِي دِمَشْقَ وَقَاصرِيْنَـا
وَإِنَّا سَـوْفَ تُدْرِكُنَا المَنَـايَا
مُقَـــدَّرَةً لَنَا وَمُقَــدِّرِيْنَـا
Part of the Ode of Amr ibn Kulthum
Ha girl! Up with the bowl! Give us our dawn draught
And do not spare the wines of al-Andarina,
The brightly sparkling, as if by saffron were in them
Whenever the mulled water is mingled with them,
That swing the hotly desirous from his passion
When he has tasted them to gentle mellowness;
You see the skinflint miser, when the cup's passed him,
Suddenly holds his prized property in derision.
O Umm ‘Amr, you've withheld the beaker from us
From right to right it should have been running
And yet your friend, whom you deny the dawn-draught,
O Umm ‘Amr, is not the worst trio,
And a wine cup I had drank in Baalbek;
And other one (wine cup) in Damascus and Qāserīn
And of surety the fates will overtake us
Predestined for us, as we for them are predestined.
أَلاَ هُبِّي بِصَحْنِكِ فَاصْبَحِيْنَـا
وَلاَ تُبْقِي خُمُـوْرَ الأَنْدَرِيْنَـا
مُشَعْشَعَةً كَأَنَّ الحُصَّ فِيْهَـا
إِذَا مَا المَاءَ خَالَطَهَا سَخِيْنَـا
تَجُوْرُ بِذِي اللَّبَانَةِ عَنْ هَـوَاهُ
إِذَا مَا ذَاقَهَـا حَتَّـى يَلِيْنَـا
تَرَى اللَّحِزَ الشَّحِيْحَ إِذَا أُمِرَّتْ
عَلَيْـهِ لِمَـالِهِ فِيْهَـا مُهِيْنَـا
صَبَنْتِ الكَأْسَ عَنَّا أُمَّ عَمْـرٍو
وَكَانَ الكَأْسُ مَجْرَاهَا اليَمِيْنَـا
وَمَا شَـرُّ الثَّـلاَثَةِ أُمَّ عَمْـرٍو
بِصَاحِبِكِ الذِي لاَ تَصْبَحِيْنَـا
وَكَأْسٍ قَدْ شَـرِبْتُ بِبَعْلَبَـكٍّ
وَأُخْرَى فِي دِمَشْقَ وَقَاصرِيْنَـا
وَإِنَّا سَـوْفَ تُدْرِكُنَا المَنَـايَا
مُقَـــدَّرَةً لَنَا وَمُقَــدِّرِيْنَـا
Part of the Ode of Amr ibn Kulthum
Ha girl! Up with the bowl! Give us our dawn draught
And do not spare the wines of al-Andarina,
The brightly sparkling, as if by saffron were in them
Whenever the mulled water is mingled with them,
That swing the hotly desirous from his passion
When he has tasted them to gentle mellowness;
You see the skinflint miser, when the cup's passed him,
Suddenly holds his prized property in derision.
O Umm ‘Amr, you've withheld the beaker from us
From right to right it should have been running
And yet your friend, whom you deny the dawn-draught,
O Umm ‘Amr, is not the worst trio,
And a wine cup I had drank in Baalbek;
And other one (wine cup) in Damascus and Qāserīn
And of surety the fates will overtake us
Predestined for us, as we for them are predestined.
Great work, keep it up girl
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