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This is My Love.. This is My City.. (Part II) Posted by on Aug 15, 2013 in Arabic Language, Culture, Vocabulary

Today, I am going to introduce the second half of Nizar Qabbani’s great poem “This is my Love .. This is my City..هــَـــذهِ هــِــى حــَــبــيـــبـــتـــى .. هــَـــذهِ هــِــى مـَــــديـــنــــتـــــى ”. You can see the first half of the poem Here. Nizar wrote this poem in London in the summer of 1994. I did the English translation of the poem. I hope you will enjoy it.

هــَـــذهِ هــِــى حــَــبــيـــبـــتـــى .. هــَـــذهِ هــِــى مـَــــديـــنــــتـــــى ..

This is My Love .. This is My City ..

أبــْـــحــَــــثُ عــَــن مــَـــديــــنـــةٍ

I look for a city

نــَـــكــْـــتــُـــبُ مــَــا شــِــئــْــنـــَـــا عــلــى جــُــدْرَانــَـــهـــَـــــا

That we write whatever we want on its walls

مــَــديــنــةٌ تــُـــحــَـــرِّضُ الــزِّلــزالَ فــى دَاخــِـــلــِــنـــَــــا

A city that stirs the earthquake inside us

تــُــدهــِـــشــُــنــا .. تــَــخــُــضــُّــنـــا .. تــُـــقــْــلــِــقـــُـــنـــَــــا

Surprises us .. frightens us .. worries us

مــَـــديــنـــةٌ لا تــَـــقــْـــمــَـــعُ الــحــُـــبَّ .. و لا الــشــِّــعــْـــرَ

A city that does not suppress love or poetry

و لا تــَـــقــْـــمــَــعـــَـــنـــَـــا

 And suppress us not

أبــْـــحــَــــثُ عــَــن شـــَـــوَارِعَ ضــَــيـــَّـــقــَـــةً تــَـــبـــْــلــَـــعـــُـــنـــا

I search for narrow streets that swallow us

عــن مــَــرْكــِــبٍ مــُــغــَـــامــِـــرٍ

(I search) for an adventurous boat

يــَـــأخــُـــذنـــَــــا لــَـــيـــْــــلاً .. و لا يــُـــرْجــِـــعــُـــنـــَــــا

That takes us at night and never gets us back

 أخــْـــتـــَـــارُ مــَــنــْــــفـــَـــاى كــَــمــَـــا يــُــعــْـــجــِــبــُــنــِـــى

I choose my exile as I like

و أصــْـــنــَـــعُ الــزَمــَـــانَ و الــمــَــكــَــانَ

And create the time and place

أخــْــتــَـــارُ دَوْمــَـــاً جــَـــانــِـــبَ الــقــَـــصـــِــيـــدة

Always choose the side of the poem

و جـــَـــانــِـــبَ الإنـــْــــســـَــــان

And the side of man

أبــْــحــَـــثُ عـــن زاويــةٍ صــَــغــيــرة فــى مــَــطــْـــعـــَـــم

I look for a small angle in a restaurant

تــُـــصـــْـــغــِـــى إلــى حــِــوَارِنــَــا

That listens to our conversation

أبــحــَــثُ عــن أى نــَــبـــيــــذٍ جــَـــيـــِّـــدٍ

I look for any good wine

مــِــن قــبــلِ أن نـــَـــشـــْـــرَبــَـــهُ , يـــَـــشـــْـــرَبـــَـــنــــَـــا

Before we drink it, it drinks us

أبــْـــحـــَـــثُ عـــن قــَـــصـــيـــدة

I look for a poem

تــَــــرَكــْـــتـــُـــهـــَـــا وَدِيـــعــَـــةً مــَــا بـَــيــْــنَ نــهــْـــدَيــْـــكِ

That I deposited between your breasts

فــَـــهـــَـــلْ تــُـــوجــَــــدُ عــِـــنــدى فــُـــرْصــَــةٌ أخــرى

So, do I have another chance

كــَـــى أســـْـــتـــَـــرْجــِــعَ الــوَدِيـــعــَـــة ؟

 To take back the deposit?

أبــْـــحــَـــثُ عــن ســَــوَاحــِـــلَ مــَــفـــْـــتـــُـــوحــَــةً رَحــِــيــبــةَ

I look for wide open beaches

عـــَــن أىّ شــَــكــْـــلٍ هــَــاربٍ مــن شــَــكــْــلــِــه

(I look) for any shape that has fled from its shape

عــَــن لــُـــغـــَـــةٍ غــَـــريــبـــة

(I look) for an odd language

تــَـــغـــْـــســِـــلــُـــنــى مــِـن صــَـــدأى

That washes me from my rust

تــَــغــْـــســِــلــُــنـــى مــن دَبَـــق الــعــُـــرُوبــــَــــة

Washes me from the gelation of my Arab roots!!


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Peace  ســـــــلام /Salam/

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Well, I was born near the city of Rasheed or Rosetta, Egypt. Yes, the city where the Rosetta Stone was discovered. It is a small city on the north of Egypt where the Nile meets the Mediterranean. I am a Teacher of EFL.