ياO سَيِّداًmaster بِالعُلاin eminence والمَجْدِand glory مُنْفَرِداunrivalled
يا سَيِّداً بِالعُلا والمَجْدِ مُنْفَرِدا
وواحِدَand the unique one of الأَرْضِthe earth لاnot مُسْتَثْنياًexcepting أَحداanyone
وواحِدَ الأَرْضِ لا مُسْتَثْنياً أَحدا
O master, unrivalled in eminence and glory,
O master, peerless in glory and honor,
And earth's peerless one, with no one excepted.
And sole sovereign of the earth, none exempted,
لُهاكَyour gifts أَوْجَدَتِhave supplied الآَمالَthe hopes ماwhat فَقَدَتْthey had lost
لُهاكَ أَوْجَدَتِ الآَمالَ ما فَقَدَتْ
وقَرَّبَتْand brought near لِمُنىto the wishes of الرّاجينَthe hopeful ماwhat بَعُداwas distant
وقَرَّبَتْ لِمُنى الرّاجينَ ما بَعُدا
Your gifts have restored what hopes had lost,
Your hopes have revived what was lost,
And brought what was distant close to the wishes of the hopeful.
And brought within reach of the hopeful what was far.
هَذاthis زَمانُa time عِلاجٍtreatment يُتَّقىis guarded against ضَرَرُharm of الْthe
هَذا زَمانُ عِلاجٍ يُتَّقى ضَرَرُ الْ
أَخْلاطِbodily humors فيهِduring it لأَنَّbecause الفَصْلَthe season قَدْindeed وفَداhas arrived
أَخْلاطِ فيهِ لأَنَّ الفَصْلَ قَدْ وفَدا
This is a time for treatment, to guard against the harm of the
This is a time for preventive medicine, to avoid
humors now, for the season has arrived.
The harm of mingled elements, for the season has come.
فَلَسْتَso you do not تُبْصِرُsee إِلاّexcept شارِباًsomeone drinking قَدَحاًa cup
فَلَسْتَ تُبْصِرُ إِلاّ شارِباً قَدَحاً
مُرّاًbitter وإِلاّand none but نَزيفَblood-drained الجِسْمِthe body مُفْتَصدَاundergoing bloodletting
مُرّاً وإِلاّ نَزيفَ الجِسْمِ مُفْتَصدَا
So you see only someone drinking a cup,
You see only one drinking a bitter cup,
A bitter one—or someone drained of blood, undergoing bloodletting.
Or purging the body's humors.
وقَدْand indeed عَصَيْتُI resisted الهَوىdesire مُذْsince أَمْسِyesterday مُحْتَمياًrestricting my diet
وقَدْ عَصَيْتُ الهَوى مُذْ أَمْسِ مُحْتَمياً
لَمّاwhen عَزَمْتُI resolved عَلىto إِصْلاحِputting right ماwhat فَسَداhad gone wrong
لَمّا عَزَمْتُ عَلى إِصْلاحِ ما فَسَدا
And since yesterday I have resisted desire, restricting my diet,
I have resisted passion since yesterday, intent
When I resolved to remedy what had gone wrong.
On reforming what was corrupt.
ورَوَّقواand they strained لِيَfor me رَطْلاًa ratl (weight measure) لَسْتُI do not أَذْكُرُهُrecall it
ورَوَّقوا لِيَ رَطْلاً لَسْتُ أَذْكُرُهُ
إِلاّwithout عُدِمْتُI was deprived of لَدَيْهِbefore it الصَّبْرَpatience والجَلَداand fortitude
إِلاّ عُدِمْتُ لَدَيْهِ الصَّبْرَ والجَلَدا
And they strained a ratl for me; I never think of it
They passed me a pint I do not recall
Without losing patience and fortitude before it.
Save I lacked patience and composure before it.
مُناكِرٌcontrary لِطِباعِيَto my constitution غَيْرَexcept أَنَّthat لَهُit has
مُناكِرٌ لِطِباعِيَ غَيْرَ أَنَّ لَهُ
عُقْبىan eventual outcome تُمازِجُmingle with مَحْموداتُهاits beneficial effects الجَسَداthe body
عُقْبى تُمازِجُ مَحْموداتُها الجَسَدا
It is at odds with my constitution, yet it has
I am one who denies his nature, though it
An outcome whose beneficial effects mingle with the body.
Ends in effects mingling profit and loss.
ولَيْسَand there is not ليfor me قَهْوَةٌwine أُطْفيI quench بِجَمْرَتِهاwith its glowing ember
ولَيْسَ لي قَهْوَةٌ أُطْفي بِجَمْرَتِها
عَنْfrom مُهْجَتيmy heart شِرَّةَfury الماءِthe water الَّذيthat بَرَداhas cooled
عَنْ مُهْجَتي شِرَّةَ الماءِ الَّذي بَرَدا
And I have no wine with whose glowing ember I might quench
I have no coffee to damp its embers
From my heart the fury of the water that has cooled.
The evil of the chill water within me.
فامْنِنْso bestow favor بِدَسْتيجَةِwith a flask of المَشْروبِthe drink يَوْمَكَyour day ذاthis
فامْنِنْ بِدَسْتيجَةِ المَشْروبِ يَوْمَكَ ذا
فَقَدْfor indeed عَزَمْتُI have resolved عَلىto شُرْبِdrinking الدَّواءِthe medicine غَداtomorrow
فَقَدْ عَزَمْتُ عَلى شُرْبِ الدَّواءِ غَدا
So favor me with a flask of the drink on this day of yours,
So favor me on your day with a draught of it,
For I have resolved to drink the medicine tomorrow.
For I am resolved to drink the medicine tomorrow.
Sol 6.1