لماذاwhy ليfor me الجوعhunger وand القصفrevelry لكfor you ؟
لماذا لي الجوع و القصف لك ؟
يناشدنيimplores me الجوعhunger أنto أسألكI ask you
يناشدني الجوع أن أسألك
Why is hunger mine, and revelry yours?
Why do I have hunger and hardship while you have plenty?
Hunger implores me to ask you.
Hunger urges me to ask you,
وand أغرسI sow حقليmy field فتجنيهthen you reap it أنـyou (first part)
و أغرس حقلي فتجنيه أنـ
تyou (final part) ؛ وand تسكرyou intoxicate منfrom عرقيmy sweat منجلكyour sickle
ت ؛ و تسكر من عرقي منجلك
And I sow my field, yet the one who reaps it is
As I plant my field and you reap it,
you; and you make your sickle drunk on my sweat.
And you get drunk on my sweat through your sickle.
لماذاwhy ؟ وand فيin قبضتيكyour two fists الكنوزtreasures ؛
لماذا ؟ و في قبضتيك الكنوز ؛
تمدّyou stretch out إلىtoward لقمتيmy morsel أنملكyour fingertips
تمدّ إلى لقمتي أنملك
Why, when treasures lie in your two fists,
Why? While in your hands are treasures;
do you stretch your fingertips toward my morsel?
You extend your fingers to my morsel,
وand تقتاتyou feed on جوعيmy hunger وand تدعىyou are called النزيهincorruptible ؛
و تقتات جوعي و تدعى النزيه ؛
وand هلquestion marker أصبحbecame اللّصّthe thief يوماever ملكan angel ؟
و هل أصبح اللّصّ يوما ملك ؟
And you feed on my hunger, yet are called incorruptible;
And you feed on my hunger and claim innocence;
and has a thief ever become an angel?
Has a thief ever become a king?
لماذاwhy تسودyou reign علىover شقوتيmy misery ؟
لماذا تسود على شقوتي ؟
أجبanswer عنabout سؤاليmy question وand إنif أخجلكit shames you
أجب عن سؤالي و إن أخجلك
Why do you reign over my misery?
Why do you dominate my misery?
Answer my question, even if it shames you.
Answer my question even if it embarrasses you,
وand لوeven if لمdid not تجبyou answer فسكوتthen the silence الجواthe answer (first part)
و لو لم تجب فسكوت الجوا
بcompletes 'answer' ضجيجa clamor ... يردّدechoes ماhow أنذلكbase you are !
ب ضجيج ... يردّد ما أنذلك !
And even if you do not answer, the answer's silence
And if you don’t answer, the silence of the answer is deafening... echoing your shame!
is a clamor... echoing: how base you are!
Why do you step on my wounded heart;
لماذاwhy تدوسyou trample حشايmy inner depths الجريحwounded ؛
لماذا تدوس حشاي الجريح ؛
وand فيهwithin it الحنانtenderness الذيthat دلّلكpampered you
و فيه الحنان الذي دلّلك
Why do you trample my wounded inner depths,
In it is the tenderness that pampered you,
while within them lies the tenderness that pampered you?
And my tears, my tears quenched your drink,
وand دمعيmy tears ؛ وand دمعيmy tears سقاكgave you a drink الرحيقnectar
و دمعي ؛ و دمعي سقاك الرحيق
أتذكرdo you remember " ياO نذلscoundrel " كمhow much أثملكit intoxicated you !
أتذكر " يا نذل " كم أثملك !
And my tears—and my tears gave you nectar to drink.
Do you remember, "Oh you despicable one", how much they enriched you!
Do you remember, you scoundrel, how greatly it intoxicated you!
So I was not aware of fate,
فماso how كانwas أجهلنيignorant I was بالمصيرof fate
فما كان أجهلني بالمصير
وand أنتyou لكto you الويلwoe ماhow أجهلكignorant you are !
و أنت لك الويل ما أجهلك !
So how ignorant I was of fate!
While you - woe to you - how unaware you are!
And you—woe to you—how ignorant you are!
Tomorrow you will know who I am,
غداtomorrow سوفwill تعرفنيyou know me منwho أناI
غدا سوف تعرفني من أنا
وand يسلبكstrips you of النبلnobility منwhoever نبّلكennobled you
و يسلبك النبل من نبّلك
Tomorrow you will know me for who I am,
And nobility will take from your nobility.
and whoever ennobled you will strip you of nobility.
For in my ribs, in my blood is rage,
ففيfor in أضلعيmy ribs . فيin دميmy blood غضّبةa surge of wrath
ففي أضلعي . في دمي غضّبة
إذاwhen عصفتit rages أطفأتit extinguishes مشعلكyour torch
إذا عصفت أطفأت مشعلك
For in my ribs, in my blood, there is a surge of wrath;
If it storms, it will extinguish your torch.
when it rages, it will extinguish your torch.
Tomorrow memories will curse you,
غداtomorrow سوفwill تلعنكcurse you الذكرياتmemories
غدا سوف تلعنك الذكريات
وand يلعنcurses ماضيكyour past مستقبلكyour future
و يلعن ماضيك مستقبلك
Tomorrow memories will curse you,
And your past will curse your future,
and your future will curse your past.
And your miserable ending
وand يرتدّturns back آخركyour later self المستكينcowed
و يرتدّ آخرك المستكين
بآثامهwith its sins يزدريscorns أوّلكyour earlier self
بآثامه يزدري أوّلك
And your cowed later self will turn back,
Will detest your beginning with its sins.
with its sins, scorning your earlier self.
And sin will ask: Where is the sinner?
وand يستفسرinquires الإثمsin : أينwhere الأثيمthe sinner ؟
و يستفسر الإثم : أين الأثيم ؟
وand كيفhow انتهىhe ended up ؟ أيّwhich دربpath سلكhe took ؟
و كيف انتهى ؟ أيّ درب سلك ؟
And sin will ask: Where is the sinner?
How did he end up? What path did he take?
And what became of him? Which path did he take?
Tomorrow do not say "I repent": do not apologize,
غداtomorrow لاdo not تقلsay تبتI have repented : لاdo not تعتذرapologize
غدا لا تقل تبت : لا تعتذر
تحسّرregret هناhere مأملكyour hope
تحسّر هنا مأملك
Tomorrow, do not say, 'I have repented'; do not apologize.
Regret here has no effect.
Here, regret is your hope.
Nor say: Where will I be tomorrow?
وand لاno : لاdo not تقلsay : أينwhere منّيfrom me غدtomorrow ؟
و لا : لا تقل : أين منّي غد ؟
فلاfor no لمhave not تسمّرnail in place يداكyour two hands الفلكthe celestial sphere
فلا لم تسمّر يداك الفلك
And no—do not say: 'How far is tomorrow from me?'
For even if your hands are not bound by destiny,
For no—your hands have not nailed the heavens in place.
Tomorrow I will not applaud the caravan of darkness,
غداtomorrow لنwill not أصفّقI applaud لركبfor the caravan of الظلامdarkness
غدا لن أصفّق لركب الظلام
سأهتفI will cry out : ياO فجرdawn : ماhow أجملكbeautiful you are !
سأهتف : يا فجر : ما أجملك !
Tomorrow I will not applaud the caravan of darkness.
I will shout: Oh dawn, how beautiful you are!
I will cry out: O dawn, how beautiful you are!
Partial English translation: 33 of 34 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1