وكتابٍand a book صَغُرَتْbecame small أَجزاؤُهُits parts
وكتابٍ صَغُرَتْ أَجزاؤُهُ
وَهُوَand it قدalready حازَencompassed الحديثَthe discourse الأَكْبَرَاthe greatest
وَهُوَ قد حازَ الحديثَ الأَكْبَرَا
And a book whose parts are small,
And a book whose parts have been made small
Yet it has encompassed the greatest discourse.
Yet it has gained the greatest discourse
أَيُّwhat a مَجْمُوعٍcollection علىupon رَوْضٍa meadow إِذَاwhen
أَيُّ مَجْمُوعٍ على رَوْضٍ إِذَا
هَزَّهُstirred it رِيحُa breeze نشيدٍa song عَطَّراperfumed
هَزَّهُ رِيحُ نشيدٍ عَطَّرا
What a collection upon a meadow—when
What anthology upon a meadow when
A breeze of song stirs it, it spreads fragrance!
The wind of a song makes it sway and imparts fragrance?
كلماall that يطلبهُone seeks it منfrom طَرَفٍa side
كلما يطلبهُ من طَرَفٍ
فيهwithin it قدalready سَطَّرَهُset it down مَنْwho منwho سطَّراwrote
فيه قد سَطَّرَهُ مَنْ من سطَّرا
Whatever one seeks from any quarter
Whenever sought from a perspective
Its writer has already set down within it.
In it, it has been inscribed by the inscriber
فتحقَّقْso be certain عندماwhen تَقْرأُهُyou read it
فتحقَّقْ عندما تَقْرأُهُ
أَنَّthat كُلَّall الصَّيْدِthe game animals فيin جَوْفِbelly الفَرَاthe wild ass
أَنَّ كُلَّ الصَّيْدِ في جَوْفِ الفَرَا
So be certain, when you read it,
So realize when you read it
That all the game is in the wild ass's belly.
That all game is in the belly of the unique
شَرَّفَتْهُgraced it راحَةٌa palm مُزْنِيَّةٌrain-cloud-like
شَرَّفَتْهُ راحَةٌ مُزْنِيَّةٌ
أَنْبَتَتْmade grow فيon جانِبَيْهِits two sides زَهَرَاblossoms
أَنْبَتَتْ في جانِبَيْهِ زَهَرَا
A rain-cloud palm has graced it,
It has been ennobled by a gentle rest
Making blossoms grow on both its sides.
That sprouted flowers on its sides
ياO عَليُّAli بْنُson of خُلَيْفKhulayf دَعْوَةٌa call
يا عَليُّ بْنُ خُلَيْف دَعْوَةٌ
يحسُدُenvies الشَّمْسُthe sun عليهاfor it القَمَراthe moon
يحسُدُ الشَّمْسُ عليها القَمَرا
O Ali son of Khulayf—a call
O Ali son of Khalif, an invocation
For which the sun envies the moon.
That the sun envies over the moon
أَعَجيبٌis it strange? ياO أَخاbrother of البَحْرِthe sea إِذاwhen
أَعَجيبٌ يا أَخا البَحْرِ إِذا
نَظَمَتْstrung كفَّاكَyour two palms منهfrom it جَوْهَراjewels
نَظَمَتْ كفَّاكَ منه جَوْهَرا
Is it strange, O brother of the sea, when
A wonder, O brother of the sea, if
Your two palms have strung jewels from it?
Your palms have strung jewels from it
Sol 6.1