Ibn Arabi
(1165 -
1240)
When my Beloved appears,
With what eye do I see Him?
With His eye, not with mine,
For none sees Him except Himself.
With what eye do I see Him?
With His eye, not with mine,
For none sees Him except Himself.
Quando il mio
Amato appare,
con che occhio
Lo vedo?
Con il Suo
occhio, non il mio,
perché nessuno
Lo vede salvo Lui stesso.
Original Language Arabic
English version by Reynold A. Nicholson
Translations
© chiaraadezati
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While the sun's eye rules my sight,
love sits as sultan in my soul.
His army has made camp in my heart --
passion and yearning, affliction and grief.
When his camp took possession of me
I cried out as the flame of desire
burned in my entrails.
Love stole my sleep, love has bewildered me,
love kills me unjustly, and I am helpless,
love has burdened me with more than I can bear
so that I bequeath him a soul and no body.
love sits as sultan in my soul.
His army has made camp in my heart --
passion and yearning, affliction and grief.
When his camp took possession of me
I cried out as the flame of desire
burned in my entrails.
Love stole my sleep, love has bewildered me,
love kills me unjustly, and I am helpless,
love has burdened me with more than I can bear
so that I bequeath him a soul and no body.
Mentre
l’occhio del sole regola la mia vista,
amore siede
come un sultano nella mia anima.
Il suo
esercito ha preso campo nel mio cuore –
passione e
anelare, afflizione e dolore.
Quando il suo
campo prese possesso di me
urlai mentre
la fiamma del desiderio
bruciava le
mie viscere.
Amore mi rubò
il sonno, amore mi inselvatichì,
amore mi
uccide ingiustamente, e sono inerme,
amore mi
caricò di più peso di quanto possa portare
così che io
gli tramandi un anima e nessun corpo.
Original Language Arabic
English version by Bernard Lewis
Translations © chiaraadezati
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