عَلِّلُونِيConsole me بِالْوَصْلِwith union قَبْلَbefore الْمَمَاتِdeath
عَلِّلُونِي بِالْوَصْلِ قَبْلَ الْمَمَاتِ
وَبِذِكِْرand with remembrance of أَيَّامِنَاour days السَّالِفَاتِthe bygone ones
وَبِذِكِْر أَيَّامِنَا السَّالِفَاتِ
Console me with union before death,
Justify me with connection before death,
Soothe me with union before death takes me,
and with remembrance of our bygone days,
And with the remembrance of our past days,
And with the memory of our bygone days,
إذْwhen ضَرَبْناwe set aside لِلأُنْسِfor companionship أيامَdays of لَهْوٍplay
إذْ ضَرَبْنا لِلأُنْسِ أيامَ لَهْوٍ
بَينَamong تِلكَthose الريَاضِmeadows والْجنَّاتِand gardens
بَينَ تِلكَ الريَاضِ والْجنَّاتِ
when we set aside days of play for companionship
When we spent leisurely days of intimacy,
When we set aside days of amusement for sweet intimacy,
among those meadows and gardens.
Between those gardens and orchards.
Amidst those verdant meadows and gardens;
إِنَّindeed فِيin ذِكْرِهاremembering them التِذاذاًdelight لِمَنْfor one who أَمْhas become (first part)
إِنَّ فِي ذِكْرِها التِذاذاً لِمَنْ أَمْ
سَىhas become (completion) حَليفَa companion of الأَشْواقِlongings وَالزَّفَراتِand sighs
سَى حَليفَ الأَشْواقِ وَالزَّفَراتِ
In remembering them there is delight for one who has become
Remembering them is pleasurable for one who forgot,
For in their remembrance lies a sweet delight for one who
a companion of longings and sighs.
The intimate of yearnings and sighs.
Has become an ally of profound yearnings and deep sighs.
يَاO رَعَىmay preserve اللهُGod لَيْلَthe night of وَصْلِunion سَحَبْنَاwe trailed
يَا رَعَى اللهُ لَيْلَ وَصْلِ سَحَبْنَا
فيهِin it ذَيْلَthe hem of السرورِjoy واللَّذَّاتِand pleasures
فيهِ ذَيْلَ السرورِ واللَّذَّاتِ
O, may God preserve the night of union when we
O God protect the night of our union,
May God protect that night of union when we trailed
trailed the hem of joy and pleasures,
When we drew out the tail of bliss and pleasures,
The hem of our garments in joy and sweet delights,
مَعْwith فَتَاةٍa maiden كَأنَّهاas though she were الشَّمْسُthe sun حُسْناًin beauty
مَعْ فَتَاةٍ كَأنَّها الشَّمْسُ حُسْناً
ذَاتِpossessing دَلٍّcoy charm فَيَاso, oh لَهَاfor her مِنْof فَتَاةِa maiden
ذَاتِ دَلٍّ فَيَا لَهَا مِنْ فَتَاةِ
with a maiden as beautiful as the sun,
With a maiden as beautiful as the sun,
With a maiden whose beauty rivaled the radiant sun,
endowed with coy charm—what a maiden!
With a languishing glance - what a maiden!
Possessing such coquetry—oh, what a wondrous maiden!
بَيْنَamong أَدْوَاحِspreading trees of رَوْضَةٍa garden رَاضَهَاtended it الGod (first part)
بَيْنَ أَدْوَاحِ رَوْضَةٍ رَاضَهَا ال
لَّهُGod (completion) بِسَحِّwith the downpour of السَّحائِبِthe clouds الْهَاطِلاتِthe pouring ones
لَّهُ بِسَحِّ السَّحائِبِ الْهَاطِلاتِ
Among the spreading trees of a garden tended by
Between the shelters of a garden its Lord watered,
Amidst the grand trees of a meadow nurtured by
God with the downpour of pouring clouds.
With pouring rainclouds.
God with the pouring of heavy, rain-bearing clouds.
أَرَّجَmade fragrant الْمُزْنُthe rain clouds نَوْرَهَاits blossoms فَأَتَانَاso came to us الthe (word begins)
أَرَّجَ الْمُزْنُ نَوْرَهَا فَأَتَانَا ال
رِّيحُwind (word completed) مِنْهُfrom it بِأَعْطَرِwith the most fragrant النَّسَمَاتِbreezes
رِّيحُ مِنْهُ بِأَعْطَرِ النَّسَمَاتِ
The rain clouds perfumed its blossoms, and to us came the
The jasmine diffused its light so the breeze brought us,
The rain clouds perfumed its blossoms, and so the
wind from them, bearing the most fragrant breezes.
The most fragrant scent from it.
Wind brought us from it the most fragrant of breezes.
هَتَفَتْsang وُرْقُهَاits gray doves بِأَفْنانِِهاupon its boughs الْمُلْsupple (first part)
هَتَفَتْ وُرْقُهَا بِأَفْنانِِها الْمُلْ
دِsupple (completion) النَّشَاوَىthe intoxicated ones فَأَشْبَهَتْso they resembled قَيْنَاتِsinging girls
دِ النَّشَاوَى فَأَشْبَهَتْ قَيْنَاتِ
Its gray doves sang upon its supple boughs,
Its leaves called out with their bending branches,
Its doves cooed upon its tender and supple
intoxicated, and resembled singing girls.
Resembling singing slave-girls.
Branches, intoxicated, resembling singing girls.
غَرَّدَتْthey warbled عَرْبَدَتْthey caroused عليْهَاupon them وَهَبَّتْand began
غَرَّدَتْ عَرْبَدَتْ عليْهَا وَهَبَّتْ
تَسْتَميلُwinning over القُلوبَthe hearts بِالنَّغَمَاتِwith melodies
تَسْتَميلُ القُلوبَ بِالنَّغَمَاتِ
They warbled and caroused upon them, and began
The turtle-doves cooed, warbled over it and fluttered,
They sang, reveled upon them, and rose,
to win hearts with their melodies.
Trying to captivate hearts with melodies.
Swaying hearts with their enchanting melodies.
بَاتَspent the night يَحْدُوurging onward بِنَاus الْحُبُورُjoy وَبِتْنَاand we spent the night
بَاتَ يَحْدُو بِنَا الْحُبُورُ وَبِتْنَا
نَتَعَاطَىwe shared لَذائِذَthe delights of الرشَفَاتِsips
نَتَعَاطَى لَذائِذَ الرشَفَاتِ
Joy drove us onward all night, and we spent it
The singers entertained us all night, and we stayed awake,
Joy spent the night urging us onward, and we spent the night
sharing the delights of sips.
Savoring the most delightful drinks.
Exchanging the sweet delights of nectarous sips.
وَأَدَرْنَاand we passed around مِنَof الرًّضَابِsweet saliva كُؤُوساًcups
وَأَدَرْنَا مِنَ الرًّضَابِ كُؤُوساً
مَاhow أُحَيْلَىdeliciously sweet الرًّضَابَthe saliva فِيamong السَّمُرَاتِthe acacia trees
مَا أُحَيْلَى الرًّضَابَ فِي السَّمُرَاتِ
And we passed around cups of sweet saliva—
We passed around cups of wine,
We passed around cups filled with sweet nectar—
how sweet that saliva among the acacia trees!
How wonderful wine is for night gatherings!
How sweet is that nectar during the evening talks!
خَمْرَةٌa wine أَطْفَأَتْquenched لَهِيبَthe blaze of فُؤَادِيmy heart
خَمْرَةٌ أَطْفَأَتْ لَهِيبَ فُؤَادِي
نَقْلُهَاits accompanying morsels وَرْدُroses of رَوْضَةِthe garden of الْوَجَنَاتِcheeks
نَقْلُهَا وَرْدُ رَوْضَةِ الْوَجَنَاتِ
A wine that quenched the blaze within my heart,
A wine that quenched the flame in my heart,
A wine that extinguished the blazing flames of my heart,
its accompanying morsels: roses from the garden of cheeks.
Transferred from the meadow of gardens.
Its appetizer the blooming roses of the garden of cheeks.
إنَّindeed فِيin رَشْفِهَاsipping it شِفَاءٌُhealing لِمَنْfor one whom قَدْalready
إنَّ فِي رَشْفِهَا شِفَاءٌُ لِمَنْ قَدْ
قَرْطَسَتْهُhave struck him squarely الْعُيُونُthe eyes بِاللَّحَظَاتِwith glances
قَرْطَسَتْهُ الْعُيُونُ بِاللَّحَظَاتِ
In sipping it there is healing for one whom
In its drinking is a cure, for whoever
Indeed, in sipping it lies a cure for the one whom
eyes have struck squarely with their glances.
Has been pierced by glances.
Piercing eyes have struck directly with their glances.
لَمْdid not نَزَلْwe cease نَقْطِفُgathering الْمَسَرَّاتِjoys حَتَّىuntil
لَمْ نَزَلْ نَقْطِفُ الْمَسَرَّاتِ حَتَّى
نَشَرَunfurled الْفَجْرُdawn فِيin الدُّجَىthe darkness رَايَاتِbanners
نَشَرَ الْفَجْرُ فِي الدُّجَى رَايَاتِ
We kept gathering joys until
We did not stop plucking flowers, until
We ceased not to pluck the fruits of joy until
dawn unfurled banners in the darkness.
Dawn raised its banners in the darkness.
The dawn unfurled its bright banners in the dark.
وَشَدَاand sang طَائِرُthe bird of الصَّبَاحِmorning فَقُمْنَاso we rose
وَشَدَا طَائِرُ الصَّبَاحِ فَقُمْنَا
وَفُؤَادِيand my heart يَذُوبُmelts مِنْfrom زَفَرَاتِيmy sighs
وَفُؤَادِي يَذُوبُ مِنْ زَفَرَاتِي
The morning bird sang, and we rose,
And the bird of morning trilled, so we got up
The bird of the morning sang out, and so we rose,
while my heart melted from my sighs.
While my heart melted from my sighs.
With my heart melting away from my deep, sorrowful sighs.
مَنَحَتْنِيshe granted me عِنْدَat الْوَدَاعِparting عِنَاقاًan embrace
مَنَحَتْنِي عِنْدَ الْوَدَاعِ عِنَاقاً
فَحَكَيْنَاso we resembled تَخَالُفَthe opposite orientations of اللّامَاتِlām letters
فَحَكَيْنَا تَخَالُفَ اللّامَاتِ
At parting she granted me an embrace,
She gave me an embrace at the farewell,
She granted me at the moment of farewell an embrace,
so we resembled lām letters turned opposite ways.
And we complained of the discordance of parting.
And we mimicked the crossing strokes of the Lam-Alif letters.
وَمَضَتْand she departed وَالْفِرَاقُwhile separation يَنْحَتُcarves into قَلْبِيmy heart
وَمَضَتْ وَالْفِرَاقُ يَنْحَتُ قَلْبِي
وَنَجِيعِيand my blood يَسِيلُflows فِيin عَبَرَاتِيmy tears
وَنَجِيعِي يَسِيلُ فِي عَبَرَاتِي
She departed, while separation carved into my heart,
She left while separation carves up my heart,
She departed, as separation began chiseling away at my heart,
and my blood flowed within my tears.
And my sobbing flows out in my tears.
And my heart's blood flowed freely in my tears.
لَيْلَتِيmy night غُلَّتِيmy burning thirst اشْتَفَتْwas assuaged فِيكِin you لَوْif only طُلْyou had lasted longer (first part)
لَيْلَتِي غُلَّتِي اشْتَفَتْ فِيكِ لَوْ طُلْ
تِyou had lasted longer (completion) كَمَاas كُنْتِyou were قَبْلُformerly فِيin الْحُجُرَاتِthe chambers
تِ كَمَا كُنْتِ قَبْلُ فِي الْحُجُرَاتِ
My night, my burning thirst was quenched in you—if only you had lasted
My night of intimacy with you was too short - if only
O my night! My thirst was quenched in you, if only you had
as long as you once did in the chambers!
It continued as it was before, in the chambers.
Lasted longer, just as you once were in the chambers.
قَدْindeed طَوَتْكِhave folded you up أَيْدِيthe hands of السُّرُورِjoy وَقِدْماًand formerly
قَدْ طَوَتْكِ أَيْدِي السُّرُورِ وَقِدْماً
نَشَرَتْكِstretched you out الشِّدَادُthe harsh trials منْamong غَمَرَاتِيmy overwhelming ordeals
نَشَرَتْكِ الشِّدَادُ منْ غَمَرَاتِي
The hands of joy have folded you up, whereas formerly
The hands of bliss folded you, but then
The hands of joy have folded you away, while in the past
harsh trials among my ordeals had stretched you out.
Adversity unveiled you from my abundance.
Harsh trials unfurled you from my deepening agonies.
فَتَحَوَّلْتِso you became فِيin الدُّجَىthe darkness قَدْرَthe length of إِبْهَاa toe (apparently incomplete word)
فَتَحَوَّلْتِ فِي الدُّجَى قَدْرَ إِبْهَا
الْقَطاةِthe sandgrouse مِنْfrom قَيْدِthe span of فَيْءِthe shadow of القَنَاةِa spear
الْقَطاةِ مِنْ قَيْدِ فَيْءِ القَنَاةِ
So in the darkness you shrank to the length of the toe
You changed in the darkness to an ephemeral state,
You passed in the darkness, lasting no longer than the thumb
of a sandgrouse, from the span of a spear's shadow.
From the bond of a palace's shelter.
Of a sandgrouse, or the fleeting measure of a spear's shadow.
لَمْnot يكُنْthere was بَيْنَbetween ذَاthis وَذَاand that غَيْرُother than يَوْمٍa day
لَمْ يكُنْ بَيْنَ ذَا وَذَا غَيْرُ يَوْمٍ
أَيْنَwhere أنْتِare you مِنْin comparison with تِلْكَthose الْمَاضِيَاتِbygone nights
أَيْنَ أنْتِ مِنْ تِلْكَ الْمَاضِيَاتِ
Between this and that there was only a day—
There was just a day between this and that -
There was nothing between this joy and that sorrow but a single day,
how far you are from those bygone nights!
Where are you now, from those bygone days?
Where are you now among those bygone days?
خَلِّleave عَنْaside ذَاthis الْهَوَىpassion وَعَدِّand send galloping جِيَادَthe steeds of الْthe (word begins)
خَلِّ عَنْ ذَا الْهَوَى وَعَدِّ جِيَادَ الْ
قَوْلِspeech (word completed) فِيin مَطْمَحِthe field of aspiration of السُّرَاةِnoble men الثِّقَاتِthe trustworthy ones
قَوْلِ فِي مَطْمَحِ السُّرَاةِ الثِّقَاتِ
Leave this passion behind, and send galloping the steeds of
Refrain from this passion and spur on the steeds of poetry,
Leave aside this earthly passion, and direct the steeds of
speech toward the aspirations of noble, trustworthy men.
Towards the hopes of the trusty horsemen.
Speech toward the lofty aspirations of trustworthy, noble men.
فَإِلَىso for كَمْhow long تُرَىwill you be seen صَرِيعَlaid low by ظِبَاءٍgazelles
فَإِلَى كَمْ تُرَى صَرِيعَ ظِبَاءٍ
وَإِلَىand for كَمْhow long تَهِيمُwill you wander lovestruck بِالْفَتَيَاتِafter maidens
وَإِلَى كَمْ تَهِيمُ بِالْفَتَيَاتِ
How long will you be seen laid low by gazelles?
For how long will you be slaying gazelles,
For how long will you be seen as a fallen victim of gazelles?
And how long will you wander lovestruck after maidens?
And crazed with chasing girls?
And how long will you wander deeply infatuated with maidens?
نَهْنِهِrestrain النَّفْسَthe soul فِيin هَوَاهَاits desire فَكَمْfor how many أَجْhas brought (first part)
نَهْنِهِ النَّفْسَ فِي هَوَاهَا فَكَمْ أَجْ
دَىhas brought (completion) اتِّبَاعُfollowing الْهَوَىdesire مِنَof الْعَثَرَاتِstumbles
دَى اتِّبَاعُ الْهَوَى مِنَ الْعَثَرَاتِ
Restrain the soul in its desire: how many
Indulge the soul in its passions - how many
Restrain your soul in its desires, for how often has it
stumbles has following desire brought!
Pitfalls there are in pursuing passions!
Brought about stumbles and falls to follow one's passion.
وَاعْصِand resist شَرْخَthe prime of الشَّبَابِyouth مَاas much as اسْطَعْتَyou can وَاعْلَمْand know
وَاعْصِ شَرْخَ الشَّبَابِ مَا اسْطَعْتَ وَاعْلَمْ
أَنَّthat رَيْبَthe calamity of الْمَنُونِdeath لاَno بُدَّescape آتِis coming
أَنَّ رَيْبَ الْمَنُونِ لاَ بُدَّ آتِ
Resist youth's prime as best you can, and know
Make use of the prime of youth while it shines, and know
Disobey the urges of your prime youth as much as you can, and know
that the stroke of death is bound to come.
That the life of a youth is like fresh herbage,
That the uncertainties of death are inevitably arriving.
وَتَجَافَىand keep away عَنِfrom الْقَبَائِحِugly deeds وَاعْلَمْand know
وَتَجَافَى عَنِ الْقَبَائِحِ وَاعْلَمْ
أَنَّthat عُمْرَthe life of الْفَتَىa young man كَغَضِّlike the tender growth of النَّبَاتِvegetation
أَنَّ عُمْرَ الْفَتَى كَغَضِّ النَّبَاتِ
Shun ugly deeds, and know
While it is thriving and verdant,
Turn far away from disgraceful deeds, and know
that a young man's life is like tender vegetation.
Suddenly it withers at the hands of oppressors.
That a young man's life is just like a tender plant:
بَيْنَمَاwhile هُوَit يَانِعٌis flourishing ذُوpossessing رُوَاءٍa lovely appearance
بَيْنَمَا هُوَ يَانِعٌ ذُو رُوَاءٍ
إِذْthen suddenly بِهِit قَدْhas ذَوَىwithered بِأَيْدِيat the hands of الْجُنَاةِthe gatherers
إِذْ بِهِ قَدْ ذَوَى بِأَيْدِي الْجُنَاةِ
While it is flourishing, full of beauty,
Or the breeze strips it away little by little,
While it is ripe, verdant, and full of splendid beauty,
behold, it has withered at the hands of the gatherers.
Until it becomes like crushed straw.
Suddenly it has withered away by the hands of gatherers;
أَوْor بَرَاهُwore it down النَّسِيمُthe breeze شَيْئاًa little فَشَيْئاًthen a little more
أَوْ بَرَاهُ النَّسِيمُ شَيْئاً فَشَيْئاً
فاسْتَحالَso it became كَالْخِشْلِشَخْتَlike shriveled fruit, frail الصِّفَاتِin its features
فاسْتَحالَ كَالْخِشْلِشَخْتَ الصِّفَاتِ
Or the breeze wears it away, little by little,
And remember the Day of Resurrection when
Or the gentle breeze has worn it down bit by bit,
so it becomes like shriveled fruit, frail in its features.
Your misdeeds will be recited back to you.
Until it became like dry, withered stalks, emaciated in its traits.
وَتَذَكَّرْand remember يَوْمَthe Day of الْقِيَامَةِResurrection إِذْwhen يُتْis recited (first part)
وَتَذَكَّرْ يَوْمَ الْقِيَامَةِ إِذْ يُتْ
لَىis recited (completion) عَلَيْكَto you الْمَسْطُورُthe written record بِالزَّلاَّتِof transgressions
لَى عَلَيْكَ الْمَسْطُورُ بِالزَّلاَّتِ
And remember the Day of Resurrection, when
The day when every nursing mother will forsake
And remember the Day of Resurrection, when there shall be
the record of your transgressions is recited to you.
Her nursling in overwhelming sorrow.
Read aloud to you what was written down of your slips.
يَوْمَthe day تَنْقَضُّrushes away كُلُّevery ذَاتُِwoman with رَضَيعٍٍa suckling infant
يَوْمَ تَنْقَضُّ كُلُّ ذَاتُِ رَضَيعٍٍ
عَنْfrom رَضِيعٍمِنْan infant, from كَثْرَةِthe abundance of الْحَسَرَاتِsorrows
عَنْ رَضِيعٍمِنْ كَثْرَةِ الْحَسَرَاتِ
The day every nursing mother tears herself away
The day when no father will avail his son,
A day when every nursing mother will drop
from her infant, overwhelmed by anguish.
Nor he avail him, even a little.
Her nursing infant out of overwhelming anguish.
يَوْمَthe day لاَnot يَجْزِيcan avail وَالِدٌa father عَنْfor وَلِيدٍa child
يَوْمَ لاَ يَجْزِي وَالِدٌ عَنْ وَلِيدٍ
لاَno وَلاَnor هُوَhe (the child) عَنْهُfor him (the father) قِيدَthe measure of نَوَاةِa date stone
لاَ وَلاَ هُوَ عَنْهُ قِيدَ نَوَاةِ
The day no father can avail his child,
The day when no friend will benefit a friend,
A day when a father will not avail his child,
nor the child him, even by a date stone's measure.
However righteous he was in life.
No, nor will the child avail him even the weight of a date pit.
يومَthe day لاَnot يُغْنِيcan help عَنْfor خَليلٍa friend خَليلٌa friend
يومَ لاَ يُغْنِي عَنْ خَليلٍ خَليلٌ
كَانَwas بَرًّاkind بِهِto him زَمانَduring الْحَيَاةِlife
كَانَ بَرًّا بِهِ زَمانَ الْحَيَاةِ
The day no friend can help a friend
The day when souls will be recompensed either with
A day when a friend will not enrich or aid a friend,
to whom he was kind throughout life.
The cushions of high stations, or the heat of hellfire.
Even if he had been devoted to him during the time of life.
يومَthe day تُجْزىare recompensed النُّفوسُthe souls إِمَّاeither بِفِرْدَوْwith Paradise (first part)
يومَ تُجْزى النُّفوسُ إِمَّا بِفِرْدَوْ
سِParadise (completion) الْعُلاَthe heights أَوْor بِلَفْحَةِwith the scorching of الدَّرَكاتِthe lower depths
سِ الْعُلاَ أَوْ بِلَفْحَةِ الدَّرَكاتِ
The day souls are recompensed, either with Paradise
Therein people will enter hellfire
A day when souls are recompensed, either with the high
on high, or with the scorching of the lower depths.
While others will look upon the Most Generous.
Paradise, or with the scorching fire of the lower depths.
فَهُنَاكَso there يَصْلَىburn in الْجَحِيمَHell أُنَاسٌsome people
فَهُنَاكَ يَصْلَى الْجَحِيمَ أُنَاسٌ
وَيَرَىand behold آخَرونَothers أَكََْرمَthe noblest ذَاتِBeing
وَيَرَى آخَرونَ أَكََْرمَ ذَاتِ
There some people will burn in Hell,
My God, I did not ask stingily -
For there, some people will burn in Hellfire,
and others will behold the noblest Being.
Enfold me, my Master, in the sea of salvation!
While others will gaze upon the Most Noble Essence.
يَاO إِلَهِيmy God وَمَاand not سَأَلْتُI have asked بَخِيلاًa miser
يَا إِلَهِي وَمَا سَأَلْتُ بَخِيلاً
زُجَّcast بِيme سَيِّدِيmy Master بِحَارَthe seas of النَّجَاةِsalvation
زُجَّ بِي سَيِّدِي بِحَارَ النَّجَاةِ
O my God—I have not begged a miser—
The day when there is no shade but Yours, my Lord,
O my God! And I have never asked a miserly one;
cast me, my Master, into the seas of salvation,
You Who have no need for me or my good deeds.
Plunge me, O my Master, into the vast seas of salvation.
يومَon the day لاَno ظِلَّshade غَيْرُother than ظِلِّكَYour shade رَبِّيmy Lord
يومَ لاَ ظِلَّ غَيْرُ ظِلِّكَ رَبِّي
يَاO غَنِيّاًOne without need عَنّيِof me وَعَنْand of حَسَنَاتِيmy good deeds
يَا غَنِيّاً عَنّيِ وَعَنْ حَسَنَاتِي
on the day when no shade exists but Yours, my Lord,
And allow Your sinful servant Ibn Zakour, my God,
On a day when there is no shade but Your shade, O my Lord,
O You who have no need of me or my good deeds.
The lofty ranks.
O You who are in no need of me or my good deeds!
وَأَتِحْand grant عَبْدَكَYour servant الْمُسِيءَthe erring one ابْنَson of زَاكُوZakur (first part of name)
وَأَتِحْ عَبْدَكَ الْمُسِيءَ ابْنَ زَاكُو
رٍZakur (name completed) إِلَهِيmy God أَعَالِيthe highest الدَّرَجَاتِranks
رٍ إِلَهِي أَعَالِي الدَّرَجَاتِ
And grant Your erring servant, Ibn Zakur,
Overlook my sins, for I am full of sins
And grant Your sinning servant, Ibn Zakur,
O my God, the highest ranks.
That barred me from the pavilions of heaven.
O my God, the very highest of spiritual degrees.
وَاعْفُand pardon عَنِّيme فَإِنِّيfor I ذُوpossess ذُنُوبٍsins
وَاعْفُ عَنِّي فَإِنِّي ذُو ذُنُوبٍ
زَحْزَحَتْنِيhave driven me away عَنْfrom مَهْيَعِthe broad road to الْغَرَفَاتِthe lofty chambers
زَحْزَحَتْنِي عَنْ مَهْيَعِ الْغَرَفَاتِ
And pardon me, for I have sins
And excuse my parents and family
And forgive me, for I am a man burdened with sins
that have driven me from the broad road to the chambers above.
For their major misdeeds.
That have pushed me away from the clear path to the heavenly chambers.
وَتَجَاوَزْand overlook عَنْfor وَالِدِيmy father وَأَهْلِيand my family
وَتَجَاوَزْ عَنْ وَالِدِي وَأَهْلِي
وَشُيُوخِيand my teachers كَبَائِرَthe grave ones among السَّيِّئَاتِevil deeds
وَشُيُوخِي كَبَائِرَ السَّيِّئَاتِ
And forgive my father and my family,
And forgive the Muslim men and women,
And overlook the transgressions of my parents, my family,
and my teachers, their grave sins;
The faithful men and women,
And my teachers, forgiving their major sins.
وَعَنِand for الْمُسْلِمِينَthe Muslim men وَالْمُسْلِمَاتِand the Muslim women
وَعَنِ الْمُسْلِمِينَ وَالْمُسْلِمَاتِ
وَعَنِand for الْمُؤْمِنِينَthe believing men وَالْمُؤْمِنَاتِand the believing women
وَعَنِ الْمُؤْمِنِينَ وَالْمُؤْمِنَاتِ
and the Muslim men and Muslim women,
For the sake of Your most noble of creations,
And forgive the Muslim men and the Muslim women,
and the believing men and believing women.
And Your Messenger, the Bringer of signs.
And the believing men and the believing women.
بِنَِيِّكُمْthrough Your Prophet (apparently intended) أشْرَفِthe noblest of الْخَلْقِcreation طُرّاًwithout exception
بِنَِيِّكُمْ أشْرَفِ الْخَلْقِ طُرّاً
وَرَسُولِكُمْand Your Messenger صَاحِبِbearer of الآيَاتِthe signs
وَرَسُولِكُمْ صَاحِبِ الآيَاتِ
Through Your Prophet, noblest of all creation,
The Prophet of the Pond and Intercession on the day of
By Your Prophet, the most noble of all creation entirely,
and Your Messenger, bearer of the signs,
Great turmoil, the shelter for people in afflictions.
And Your Messenger, the bearer of the miraculous signs.
صاحِبِpossessor of الْحَوْضِthe Pool وَالشَّفَاعَةِand intercession يَوْمَon the day of الthe (word begins)
صاحِبِ الْحَوْضِ وَالشَّفَاعَةِ يَوْمَ ال
رَّوْعِterror (word completed) كَهْفِrefuge of الأَنَامِmankind فِيin الْعَرَصَاتِthe gathering grounds
رَّوْعِ كَهْفِ الأَنَامِ فِي الْعَرَصَاتِ
master of the Pool and intercession on the day of
Bless him, O Lord, and bestow upon him
The owner of the Fount and of intercession on the day of
terror, mankind's refuge upon the gathering grounds.
The most perfect greetings and prayers.
Terror, the refuge of mankind in the gathering plains.
صَلِّbestow blessings يَارَبِّO my Lord ثُمَّthen سَلِّمْgrant peace عَلَيْهِupon him
صَلِّ يَارَبِّ ثُمَّ سَلِّمْ عَلَيْهِ
بِأَتَمِّwith the fullest السَّلاَمِpeace وَالصَّلَوَاتِand blessings
بِأَتَمِّ السَّلاَمِ وَالصَّلَوَاتِ
Bless him, O my Lord, and then grant him peace,
And upon his family and companions, the caves
Send blessings, O Lord, and then grant him peace,
with the fullest peace and blessings,
Of generosity, the dawns of guidance.
With the most complete and perfect peace and blessings.
وَعَلَىand upon آلِهِhis family وَأَصْحابِهِand his companions الْغُradiant (first part)
وَعَلَى آلِهِ وَأَصْحابِهِ الْغُ
رِّradiant (completion) الْكِرَامِthe noble ones الصِّبَاحِthe fair-faced ones أَيِّwhat excellent هُدَاةِguides
رِّ الْكِرَامِ الصِّبَاحِ أَيِّ هُدَاةِ
and his family and his radiant companions,
No gleaming sword has been drawn from its sheath,
And upon his family and his companions, the bright,
noble and fair-faced—what guides they are!
And no doves have cooed in the wilderness.
The noble, the radiant, the most excellent of guides.
مَاas long as انْتَضَيis unsheathed مِنْfrom غِمْدِthe scabbard of الدَّيَاجِيرِdeep darkness بَرْقٌlightning
مَا انْتَضَي مِنْ غِمْدِ الدَّيَاجِيرِ بَرْقٌ
وَتَغَنَّتْand sing حَمَائِمٌdoves فِيin فَلاَةِa wilderness
وَتَغَنَّتْ حَمَائِمٌ فِي فَلاَةِ
As long as lightning is unsheathed from the scabbard of darkness,
As long as lightning is drawn from the sheath of darkness,
and doves sing in the wilderness.
And as long as doves sing in a desert wasteland.
Partial English translation: 88 of 90 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1