إِرْحَمُواhave mercy عَبْداًa servant أَتَاكُمْwho came to you
إِرْحَمُوا عَبْداً أَتَاكُمْ
يَاO مَوَالِينَاour masters
يَا مَوَالِينَا
Have mercy on a servant who has come to you,
Have mercy, O masters, on a slave
Have mercy on a servant who has come to you,
O our masters,
Who comes to you,
O our masters,
سَائِفاًsmelling تُرْبَthe dust حِمَاكُمْyour sanctuary
سَائِفاً تُرْبَ حِمَاكُمْ
مِسْكَmusk دَارِينَاDarin
مِسْكَ دَارِينَا
Smelling the dust of your sanctuary
Bearing the dust of your dwellings
Inhaling the dust of your sanctuary
As musk from Darin,
As an offering,
As the musk of Darin,
شَاحِذاًsharpening بِيضَbright swords رَدَاكُمْyour destruction
شَاحِذاً بِيضَ رَدَاكُمْ
لِلْمُنَاfor the adversaries (first fragment) وِينَاcontinuation of 'adversaries'
لِلْمُنَا وِينَا
Sharpening your bright swords of death
Begging the kindness of your reception
Sharpening the white blades of your destruction
Against the adversaries.
For one in misery.
For the adversaries.
Sol 6.1