أَدركتَyou reached فَجْرَdawn الحَيَاةِlife أَعمًىblind
أَدركتَ فَجْرَ الحَيَاةِ أَعمًى
وكنتَand you were لاnot تَعْرِفُyou know الظَّلامْdarkness
وكنتَ لا تَعْرِفُ الظَّلامْ
You reached life's dawn blind,
You reached the dawn of life blind,
You reached the dawn of life while blind,
And you did not know darkness;
And you did not know the darkness.
And were a stranger to the dark;
فأَطْبَقَتْso closed in حَوْلَكَaround you الدَّياجِيthe dark nights
فأَطْبَقَتْ حَوْلَكَ الدَّياجِي
وغامَand darkened مِنْfrom فوْقِكَabove you الغَمَامْthe clouds
وغامَ مِنْ فوْقِكَ الغَمَامْ
So the dark nights closed in around you,
So the gloom surrounded you,
Then the gloom closed in around you,
And the clouds darkened above you.
And the clouds gathered above you.
And clouds turned gray above your head;
وعِشْتَand you lived فيin وَحْشَةٍdesolation تُقاسيyou endure
وعِشْتَ في وَحْشَةٍ تُقاسي
خواطراًthoughts كلّهاall of them ضرامْblazing fire
خواطراً كلّها ضرامْ
And you lived in desolation, enduring
You lived in a frightful solitude
You lived in desolation, suffering
Thoughts that were all blazing fire,
With thoughts that were all thorns.
Thoughts that were all searing fire;
وغُرْبَةand exile مَاno بِهاin it رَفيقٌcompanion
وغُرْبَة مَا بِها رَفيقٌ
وظلمةٍand darkness مَاno لهاfor it خِتامْend
وظلمةٍ مَا لها خِتامْ
And exile with no companion,
And a loneliness that had no friend,
An estrangement with no comrade near,
And darkness with no end.
And a darkness that had no end,
And darkness that possesses no end;
تشقُّyou cleave تِيهَwilderness الوُجُودِexistence فرداًalone
تشقُّ تِيهَ الوُجُودِ فرداً
قَدْalready عضَّكَhas bitten you الفَقْرُpoverty والسُّقَامْand sickness
قَدْ عضَّكَ الفَقْرُ والسُّقَامْ
You cleave the wilderness of existence alone;
Wandering the wilderness of existence alone,
You cross the wilderness of existence alone,
Poverty and sickness have bitten you.
Afflicted by poverty and disease.
Gnawed by poverty and disease;
وطارَدَتْand pursued نَفْسَكَyour soul المآسيtragedies
وطارَدَتْ نَفْسَكَ المآسي
وفَرَّand fled مِنْfrom قَلْبِكَyour heart السَّلامْpeace
وفَرَّ مِنْ قَلْبِكَ السَّلامْ
And tragedies pursued your soul,
And misfortunes chased your soul
Tragedies have chased your spirit,
And peace fled from your heart.
As peace fled from your heart.
And peace has fled from your heart.
هوِّنْease علىfor قلبكyour heart المعنَّىtormented
هوِّنْ على قلبك المعنَّى
إنْif كُنْتَyou are لاnot تُبْصِرُyou see النُّجُومْthe stars
إنْ كُنْتَ لا تُبْصِرُ النُّجُومْ
Be gentle with your tormented heart,
Be gentle with your heart if
Go gently on your tormented heart,
If you cannot see the stars,
You cannot see the stars,
If you are one who sees no stars,
ولاand not ترىyou see الغابَthe forest وهوwhile it يلغوchatters
ولا ترى الغابَ وهو يلغو
وفوقهand above it تَخْطُرُsaunter الغُيومْthe clouds
وفوقه تَخْطُرُ الغُيومْ
Nor see the forest as it chatters,
Nor see the forest murmuring
Who sees not the forest as it murmurs,
And above it the clouds saunter;
With clouds floating over it.
With clouds strutting high above;
ولاand not ترىyou see الجَدْوَلَthe stream المغنِّيsinging
ولا ترى الجَدْوَلَ المغنِّي
وحَوْلَهُand around it يَرْقُصُdance الغيمْclouds
وحَوْلَهُ يَرْقُصُ الغيمْ
Nor see the singing stream,
Nor see the singing stream
Who sees not the brook that sings,
And clouds dance around it.
With mist dancing around it.
While clouds dance upon its banks;
فكلُّناfor all of us بائسٌwretched جديرٌdeserving
فكلُّنا بائسٌ جديرٌ
برأْفَةِof the compassion الخَالقِthe Creator العَظيمْgreat
برأْفَةِ الخَالقِ العَظيمْ
For each of us is wretched, deserving
For we are all wretched and deserving
For we are all wretched, worthy
Of the great Creator's compassion.
Of the mercy of the Almighty Creator.
Of the Great Creator's mercy;
وكلُّناand all of us فيin الحَيَاةِlife أعمىblind
وكلُّنا في الحَيَاةِ أعمى
يَسُوقهُdrives him زَعْزَعٌa gale عَقِيمْbarren
يَسُوقهُ زَعْزَعٌ عَقِيمْ
And each of us is blind in life;
And we are all blind in life,
And we are all blind in this life,
A barren gale drives him on,
Led by fruitless confusion.
Driven by a sterile gale;
وحولهand around him تَزْعَقُshriek المناياdeaths
وحوله تَزْعَقُ المنايا
كأنَّهاas though they were جنَّةُdemons الجَحِيمْHell
كأنَّها جنَّةُ الجَحِيمْ
And around him deaths shriek,
And around us shriek the fates
Around us the dooms are shrieking,
As though they were the demons of Hell.
As if they were the hellfire.
Like the very madness of Hell;
ياO صاحِfriend إنَّindeed الحَيَاةlife قفرٌa wasteland
يا صاحِ إنَّ الحَيَاة قفرٌ
مروِّعٌterrifying ماؤهُits water سَرَابْa mirage
مروِّعٌ ماؤهُ سَرَابْ
O friend, life is indeed a wasteland,
My friend, life is a wasteland,
O friend, truly life is a barren waste,
Terrifying, its water a mirage.
Frightening, with mirage water.
Terrifying, its water a mirage;
لاnot يجتنيgathers الطَّرْفُthe eye منهfrom it إلاَّexcept
لا يجتني الطَّرْفُ منه إلاَّ
عَواطفَaffections الشَّوْكِthe thorns والتُّرابْand dust
عَواطفَ الشَّوْكِ والتُّرابْ
The eye gathers nothing from it but
The eye reaps from it only
The eye gathers nothing from it
The affections of thorns and dust.
The thorns and dust of sorrow.
Save emotions of thorns and dust;
وأَسعدُand the happiest النَّاسpeople فيهin it أَعمىa blind man
وأَسعدُ النَّاس فيه أَعمى
لاnot يُبْصِرُsees الهولhorror والمُصَابْand calamity
لا يُبْصِرُ الهول والمُصَابْ
And the happiest person there is a blind man,
And the happiest people in it are the blind
The happiest person here is blind,
Who sees neither horror nor calamity,
Who do not see the horror and calamity,
Who does not see the dread and woe,
ولاand not يرىsees أَنْفُسَsouls البراياhumankind
ولا يرى أَنْفُسَ البرايا
تَذُوبُmelt فيin وقْدَةِthe blaze العَذَابْtorment
تَذُوبُ في وقْدَةِ العَذَابْ
Nor sees the souls of humankind
Who do not see the wilds of existence
Nor sees the souls of creation
Melting in the blaze of torment.
Melting in the flames of torment.
Melting in the blaze of agony;
فاحمدso praise إِلهَthe God الحَيَاةِlife واقنعْand be content
فاحمد إِلهَ الحَيَاةِ واقنعْ
فيهاin it بأَلْحانِكَwith your melodies العِذَابْsweet
فيها بأَلْحانِكَ العِذَابْ
So praise the God of life, and be content
So praise the God of life and be content
So praise the God of Life and be content
In it with your sweet melodies;
In it with your songs of lament.
Within it, with your sweet songs,
وعِشْand live كماas شاءَتِwilled اللَّياليthe nights
وعِشْ كما شاءَتِ اللَّيالي
مِنْfrom آهَةِthe sigh النَّايِthe flute والرَّبَابْand the rebab
مِنْ آهَةِ النَّايِ والرَّبَابْ
And live as the nights have willed,
And live however the nights willed
And live as the nights may wish,
On the sigh of the flute and the rebab.
With the sigh of the flute and lute.
From the sighs of the flute and the rabab.
Sol 6.1