عِيسُwhite camels الْعُلاَglory حَمَلَتْcarried نَدىًbounty مِنْfrom عِيسَىIsa
عِيسُ الْعُلاَ حَمَلَتْ نَدىً مِنْ عِيسَى
بَحْرthe sea ِالْجَزَائِرِAlgiers دَامَmay he continue يُهْديgiving as gifts الْعِيسَاthe white camels
بَحْر ِالْجَزَائِرِ دَامَ يُهْدي الْعِيسَا
The white camels of glory carried bounty from Isa,
Jesus, pride of the exalted, brought dew from Jesus
The noble white camels of glory carried the generosity of Isa,
The sea of Algiers—may he ever give white camels as gifts.
The sea of Algeria continued to present offerings
The sea of Algiers, continually sending forth these noble beasts.
حَطَّتْset down بِفَاسٍin Fez رَحْلَهَاtheir baggage عِنْدَwith امْرِئٍa man
حَطَّتْ بِفَاسٍ رَحْلَهَا عِنْدَ امْرِئٍ
أَقْرَاoffered as hospitality لَهَاto them التَّمْجِيدَglorification وَالتَّقْدِيسَاand sanctification
أَقْرَا لَهَا التَّمْجِيدَ وَالتَّقْدِيسَا
They set down their baggage in Fez, with a man
It landed in Fez at the abode of a man
They set down their saddles in Fez at the abode of a man
Who served them glorification and sanctification as hospitality,
Who sang praises and sanctifications to it
Who offered them profound glorification and reverence as hospitality.
لِيَرُدَّهَاso he might return them لِحِمَىto the sanctuary of الْجَزَائِرِAlgiers بُدَّناًwell-fed
لِيَرُدَّهَا لِحِمَى الْجَزَائِرِ بُدَّناً
تُنْهِيconveying الذَّخَائِرَthe treasures مِنْfrom مَفَاخِرِglorious deeds عِيسَىIsa
تُنْهِي الذَّخَائِرَ مِنْ مَفَاخِرِ عِيسَى
So he might send them back, well-fed, to Algiers' sanctuary,
To return it to the sanctuary of Algeria renewed
So that he might return them to the sanctuary of Algiers heavily laden,
Conveying treasures drawn from Isa's glorious deeds:
To end the treasures among the glories of Jesus
Conveying the treasures of the glorious deeds of Isa.
عِيسَىIsa الشَّرِيفِthe Sharif بْنِson of الشَّرِيفِthe Sharif وَمَنْand one who لَهُhas
عِيسَى الشَّرِيفِ بْنِ الشَّرِيفِ وَمَنْ لَهُ
مَجْدٌglory يُذِيبُmelts شُعَاعُهُits radiance إِبْلِيسَاIblis
مَجْدٌ يُذِيبُ شُعَاعُهُ إِبْلِيسَا
Isa the Sharif, son of the Sharif, and one who has
The noble Jesus son of the noble, for him
Isa the Sharif, son of the Sharif, the one who possesses
A glory whose radiance melts Iblis.
A glory that melts away the rays of Satan
A glory whose radiant beams would melt the devil himself.
وَصَلَتْreached مَشَارِقُthe eastern reaches جُودِهِhis generosity بِجَزَائِرٍin Algiers
وَصَلَتْ مَشَارِقُ جُودِهِ بِجَزَائِرٍ
لِمَغَارِبٍto western lands دَارِthe abode of الْهُدَىguidance إِدْرِيسَاIdris
لِمَغَارِبٍ دَارِ الْهُدَى إِدْرِيسَا
The eastern reaches of his bounty in Algiers extended
The easts of his generosity reached Algeria
The sunrises of his generosity in Algiers have reached
To the western lands, Idris's abode of guidance.
To occidents, home of right guidance, Idris
The western horizons, the abode of Idris's guidance.
أَهْدَىbestowed لِمُغْتَرِبٍupon an exile بِمُوجِشِin a desolate place مُغْرِبٍa western land
أَهْدَى لِمُغْتَرِبٍ بِمُوجِشِ مُغْرِبٍ
فِيin مَشْرِقٍan east مِنْfrom فَضْلِهِhis bounty تَأْنِيسَاcomforting companionship
فِي مَشْرِقٍ مِنْ فَضْلِهِ تَأْنِيسَا
He bestowed on an exile in a desolate western land
He gifted a stranger in the waves of the west
He bestowed gifts upon an exile in the desolate west,
Companionship in the east of his bounty.
In an orient of his virtue, companionship
Providing comforting solace in the sunrise of his grace.
فَغَدَاso he became وَكَانَand he had been بِزَارَةٍin a thicket مِنْof وَحْشَةٍloneliness
فَغَدَا وَكَانَ بِزَارَةٍ مِنْ وَحْشَةٍ
فِيin مَكْنَسٍa covert مِنْof مَأْنَسٍcompanionship مَحْرُوسَاprotected
فِي مَكْنَسٍ مِنْ مَأْنَسٍ مَحْرُوسَا
So he became—though once in a thicket of loneliness—
So it came and there was, with a visit, from desolation
Thus he became, after dwelling in a thicket of loneliness,
Protected in a covert of companionship.
In a harbor from intimacy, protected
Sheltered within a guarded haven of true companionship.
نِعْمَhow excellent امْرَأًa man وَصلَgave gifts to َامْرَأًa man لَيْسَthere is not امْرُؤٌany man
نِعْمَ امْرَأً وَصلَ َامْرَأً لَيْسَ امْرُؤٌ
إِلاَّexcept يَقُولَsays لَهُto him بِحَقٍّrightly بِيسَاwhat a wretch
إِلاَّ يَقُولَ لَهُ بِحَقٍّ بِيسَا
How fine a man, who aided one whom no man
How good a man who connected a man who is no man
What an excellent man, reaching out to a man whom no one else
Fails to call, rightly, 'wretched!'
Unless he says to him truly, vile
Would speak of, except to rightfully say, 'How wretched!'
وَصَلَgave gifts to ابْنَthe son of زَاكُورٍZakur عَلَىdespite بُعْدِthe distance of الْمَدَىthe reach
وَصَلَ ابْنَ زَاكُورٍ عَلَى بُعْدِ الْمَدَى
بِصِلاَتِهِwith his gifts الْقُرْبَىbringing closeness وَكَانَand he was نَفِيسَاprecious
بِصِلاَتِهِ الْقُرْبَى وَكَانَ نَفِيسَا
He aided Ibn Zakur, despite the vast distance,
He connected the son of Zakur, over the expanse of distance
He bestowed his favors upon Ibn Zakour, despite the vast distance,
With his gifts that drew him close—and he was precious—
With his prayers of kinship, and he was precious
With his gifts of closeness, proving truly precious.
بِنَفَائِسٍwith precious gifts مِنْfrom جُودِهِhis generosity لَمْdid not تَعْدُهُpass him by
بِنَفَائِسٍ مِنْ جُودِهِ لَمْ تَعْدُهُ
أَنْthat نَفَّسَتْrelieved عَنْهُfrom him الأَسَىthe sorrow تَنْفِيسَاfull relief
أَنْ نَفَّسَتْ عَنْهُ الأَسَى تَنْفِيسَا
With precious gifts from his bounty that did not pass him by,
With precious things from his generosity, not counting them
With exquisite treasures of his generosity that never failed
Bringing him full relief from sorrow.
Except that sighing eased him, eased
To completely dispel his deep sorrow with true relief.
أَبْقَىmay preserve الإِلَهُGod كَمَالَكُمْyour perfection مَحْرُوسَاprotected
أَبْقَى الإِلَهُ كَمَالَكُمْ مَحْرُوسَا
وَأَدَامَand may perpetuate سِرَّthe secret of جَلاَلِكُمْyour majesty مَحْسُوسَاperceptible
وَأَدَامَ سِرَّ جَلاَلِكُمْ مَحْسُوسَا
May God keep your perfection protected,
May God make your perfection last, protected
May God keep your perfection forever guarded,
And keep the secret of your majesty ever perceptible.
And make the secret of your majesty enduring, felt
And perpetuate the essence of your majesty, tangible and felt.
Sol 6.1