طَوِّفيroam حَيْثُwhere شِئتِyou wish هذيthese المَغَانيthe abodes
طَوِّفي حَيْثُ شِئتِ هذي المَغَاني
زَهَرَتْblossomed بالقَصيدِwith poetry والمهْرَجَانِand festivity
زَهَرَتْ بالقَصيدِ والمهْرَجَانِ
Roam where you will through these abodes;
Roam wherever you wish with these melodies
they have blossomed with poetry and festivity.
That have blossomed with ode and festival
ياOh لَنَفْحwhat a breath of الإِيمانfaith يَنْشُرُspreads طِيباًfragrance
يا لَنَفْح الإِيمان يَنْشُرُ طِيباً
مِنْfrom فَعَالٍdeeds ورَفّةًand a flutter مِنْof بَيَانِeloquence
مِنْ فَعَالٍ ورَفّةً مِنْ بَيَانِ
Oh, the breath of faith, spreading fragrance
O fragrance of faith spreading goodness
from deeds, and a flutter of eloquence!
Through deeds and eloquence of rhetoric
ياOh لَنُورٍwhat a light يَشُقُّcleaves مِنْthrough ظُلْمةِthe darkness of اللّيْـthe night (first part)
يا لَنُورٍ يَشُقُّ مِنْ ظُلْمةِ اللّيْـ
ـلِcompletes 'night' وَيَسْريand courses بَينَbetween الضُلُوعthe ribs الحَوَانَيthe enfolding ones
ـلِ وَيَسْري بَينَ الضُلُوع الحَوَانَي
Oh, a light that cleaves the darkness of night
O light piercing through the darkness of night
and courses among the enfolding ribs!
And flowing within ardent breasts
يَاOh لَهَاfor it (exclamatory) خَفْقَةٌa heartbeat مِنَfrom الكَبِدِthe liver الحَـthe burning (first part)
يَا لَهَا خَفْقَةٌ مِنَ الكَبِدِ الحَـ
ــرَّىcompletes 'burning' وَدَفْقٌand an outpouring مِنْof رَحْمَةٍmercy وَحَنانٍand tenderness
ــرَّى وَدَفْقٌ مِنْ رَحْمَةٍ وَحَنانٍ
Oh, what a heartbeat from the burning liver,
O throbbing of a passionate heart
and a surge of mercy and tenderness!
And pulsation of mercy and tenderness
أَسْعِفينَاcome to our aid فكمْfor how often ضَلَلْناwe strayed وand تاهَتْwandered
أَسْعِفينَا فكمْ ضَلَلْنا و تاهَتْ
فيin الدَّياجيرthe pitch-dark خُطْوةُthe step of الإِنسانِhumankind
في الدَّياجير خُطْوةُ الإِنسانِ
Come to our aid! How often we have strayed, and how lost
Help us, for we have strayed and lost
in the pitch-dark was humanity's step!
Our steps in the dark wilderness of life
أَسعِفينَاcome to our aid بآيةٍwith a verse مِنْof بَيَانٍeloquence
أَسعِفينَا بآيةٍ مِنْ بَيَانٍ
شَعَّshone مِنْfrom جَوهَرٍa jewel كَرِيمnoble in المَعَانيmeanings
شَعَّ مِنْ جَوهَرٍ كَرِيم المَعَاني
Come to our aid with a verse of eloquence
Aid us with a verse of clarity
shining from a jewel of noble meanings.
Radiating essence of noble meanings
كُلُّevery حُرِّيَةٍfreedom تَمُوتُdies إذاif لَمْnot
كُلُّ حُرِّيَةٍ تَمُوتُ إذا لَمْ
تَكُit is حُرِّيَّةًfreedom لصدقِfor the truthfulness of لِسَانِa tongue
تَكُ حُرِّيَّةً لصدقِ لِسَانِ
Every freedom dies unless
Every freedom dies if it’s not
it is freedom for a truthful tongue.
The freedom of truthful tongue
كُلُّall حُسنٍbeauty يَمُوتُdies فِيناwithin us إِذاif لمْnot
كُلُّ حُسنٍ يَمُوتُ فِينا إِذا لمْ
يَكُit is أَغْلاهُits most precious part آيَةًa verse مِنْof بَيَانِeloquence
يَكُ أَغْلاهُ آيَةً مِنْ بَيَانِ
All beauty dies within us unless
All beauty dies in us if it’s not
its most precious part is a verse of eloquence.
Adorned with a verse of eloquence
كمْhow often سَقَطْناwe fell وَمَاand did not نهضناwe rose فَأْهْوتْso plunged
كمْ سَقَطْنا وَمَا نهضنا فَأْهْوتْ
بَيْنَamid أَوْحالناour mire خُطَاthe footsteps of الفُرْسَانِthe knights
بَيْنَ أَوْحالنا خُطَا الفُرْسَانِ
How often we fell and did not rise; then down plunged
How we have fallen, never to rise
the knights' footsteps amid our mire!
Our virtues scattered in the mud
كمْhow often خَنَقْنَاwe choked عَلىat الحَنَاجرِthe throats أَصْوَاvoices (first part)
كمْ خَنَقْنَا عَلى الحَنَاجرِ أَصْوَا
تاًcompletes 'voices' فماتَتْso they died فيin غُصَّةٍchoking anguish وَهَوَانِand humiliation
تاً فماتَتْ في غُصَّةٍ وَهَوَانِ
How often we choked voices in their throats,
How we have choked voices
and they died in choking anguish and humiliation!
That died of suffocation and humiliation
الحُرُوفُthe letters الخَرْسَاءُthe mute ones ذُلٌّabasement ومَوتٌand death
الحُرُوفُ الخَرْسَاءُ ذُلٌّ ومَوتٌ
دُفِنَتْwere buried بَيْنَbetween مُجْرمٍa criminal وَجَبَانِand a coward
دُفِنَتْ بَيْنَ مُجْرمٍ وَجَبَانِ
Mute letters are abasement and death,
Speechless letters are disgrace and death
buried between a criminal and a coward.
Buried between villain and coward
لَهْفَةُthe ardor of الشَوْقlonging لَمْnot تَزَلْhas ceased تَتَعَالَىrises
لَهْفَةُ الشَوْق لَمْ تَزَلْ تَتَعَالَى
بَيْنَwithin أَحْنائِنَاour breasts ، وصَفْوُand the purity of الأمَانيhopes
بَيْنَ أَحْنائِنَا ، وصَفْوُ الأمَاني
Longing's ardor still rises
Yearning passion never ceased to escalate
within our breasts, along with the purity of our hopes.
Among our folds, and chaste wishes
أَسعِفِينَاcome to our aid بِرَوْعَةِwith the splendor of الحَرْفِthe letter يَجْلُوreveals
أَسعِفِينَا بِرَوْعَةِ الحَرْفِ يَجْلُو
عِزّةًdignity أوor يُعِيدُrestores مِنْsome of إِيمانِfaith
عِزّةً أو يُعِيدُ مِنْ إِيمانِ
Come to our aid with the splendor of a letter that reveals
Help us with the awe of words that reveal
dignity, or restores a measure of faith.
Honor or restore faith
كمْhow many عَدُوٍّan enemy تَرَاهُyou see him يَقْتُلُkills فِينَاwithin us
كمْ عَدُوٍّ تَرَاهُ يَقْتُلُ فِينَا
وَمْضَةَthe gleam of الحَرْفthe letter منof هُدًىguidance وجِنانِand gardens
وَمْضَةَ الحَرْف من هُدًى وجِنانِ
How many enemies you see killing within us
How many a foe you see killing
the letter's gleam of guidance and gardens!
The splendor of words of guidance and heavens
يَالِذُلّOh, the abasement of الإِنْسَانِhumankind يَطْرَحُهcasts him down الكُفْـunbelief (first part)
يَالِذُلّ الإِنْسَانِ يَطْرَحُه الكُفْـ
ــرُcompletes 'unbelief' شَتِيتَscattered in الأهْوَاءِdesires والأشجانِand sorrows
ــرُ شَتِيتَ الأهْوَاءِ والأشجانِ
Oh, humanity's abasement: unbelief casts it down,
Oh disgrace of mankind discarded
scattered in desires and sorrows!
By blasphemy, lost wishes and passions
يَاO عَبيداًslaves يَسُوقُهاdrives them السوطُthe whip فيacross الأرْthe earth (first part)
يَا عَبيداً يَسُوقُها السوطُ في الأرْ
ضِcompletes 'earth' فَتَمضِيso they move on هُناكَthere كالقِطْعَانِlike herds
ضِ فَتَمضِي هُناكَ كالقِطْعَانِ
O slaves driven by the whip across the earth,
Oh slaves led by whips on earth
moving there like herds!
Walking there like cattle
سَرَقُواthey stole الوَمْضَةَthe gleam الغَنِيَّةthe rich one لكنْbut
سَرَقُوا الوَمْضَةَ الغَنِيَّة لكنْ
أشرقتْshone رغمdespite ذاكthat منهاfrom it اليدانِboth hands
أشرقتْ رغم ذاك منها اليدانِ
They stole the rich gleam, but
Each day they have a new god
despite that, both hands shone from it.
Oh disgrace of lords and slaves
سرقواthey stole العطرthe perfume ثمَّthen ولَّوْاthey turned away ولكنbut
سرقوا العطر ثمَّ ولَّوْا ولكن
نَثَرَتْهُscattered it الخُطاthe footsteps بِكُلِّin every مَكَانِplace
نَثَرَتْهُ الخُطا بِكُلِّ مَكَانِ
They stole the perfume, then turned away, yet
Carved from myths and ignorance
footsteps scattered it everywhere.
Molded by fanciful passions
كُلَّمَاwhenever أَوغَلwent further الجبَانُthe coward بِظُلمٍin oppression
كُلَّمَا أَوغَل الجبَانُ بِظُلمٍ
جَعَلmade اللهُGod فُرْجةًan opening مِنْof أَمَانsafety
جَعَل اللهُ فُرْجةً مِنْ أَمَان
Whenever the coward went further in oppression,
Each day, diverse doctrines for them
God made an opening of safety.
Of Greek and Roman misguidance
يَاOh لِذُلِّwhat abasement of العَبيدِthe slaves تَرْكَعُkneel فيin دُنـthe world (first part)
يَا لِذُلِّ العَبيدِ تَرْكَعُ في دُنـ
ـياcompletes 'world' " أَبُولُّوApollo " فيin زحمَةِa throng of الأوِثانِidols
ـيا " أَبُولُّو " في زحمَةِ الأوِثانِ
Oh, the abasement of slaves kneeling in the world
Then named philosophies and thought
of Apollo, amid a throng of idols!
Between heresy’s injustice and sorcery’s fraud
كُلَّevery يَوْمٍday لهُمْfor them إِلهٌa god جَديدٌnew
كُلَّ يَوْمٍ لهُمْ إِلهٌ جَديدٌ
ياOh لِذُلّwhat abasement of الأَرْبَابِthe lords والعُبْدَانِand the slaves
يا لِذُلّ الأَرْبَابِ والعُبْدَانِ
Every day they have a new god;
A sedition ignited by earth’s debauchery
oh, the abasement of lords and slaves!
With flames extending from fires
نَحَتُوهthey carved it مِنَfrom الخُرَافَةِsuperstition والجَهْـand ignorance (first part)
نَحَتُوه مِنَ الخُرَافَةِ والجَهْـ
ـلcompletes 'ignorance' وصَاغوهُand they fashioned it مِنْfrom هوىًdesire فَتّانِbeguiling
ـل وصَاغوهُ مِنْ هوىً فَتّانِ
They carved it from superstition and ignorance,
Leave it, O people! What corruption
and fashioned it from beguiling desire.
For builders of generations and nations
كُلَّevery يَوْمٍday لَهْمُfor them مَذاهبُdoctrines شتَّىvarious
كُلَّ يَوْمٍ لَهْمُ مَذاهبُ شتَّى
مِنْfrom ضَلالِthe error of اليُونانِthe Greeks والرُّومَانِand the Romans
مِنْ ضَلالِ اليُونانِ والرُّومَانِ
Every day they have diverse doctrines
Don’t fear, O soul! They are cowards
drawn from the errors of the Greeks and Romans.
How vile is the coward among cowards
ثُمَّthen سَمَّوهُthey called it فلسَفَاتٍphilosophies وفِكْراًand thought
ثُمَّ سَمَّوهُ فلسَفَاتٍ وفِكْراً
بينamid جُورِthe injustice of الضَّلالِerror والبُهْتَانِand slander
بين جُورِ الضَّلالِ والبُهْتَانِ
Then they called it philosophies and thought,
And features of the Criterion
amid the injustice of error and slander.
Between a verse and a tradition
فِتْنَةٌstrife أشْعَلَتْkindled أَبَالسةُthe devils of الأَرْthe earth (first part)
فِتْنَةٌ أشْعَلَتْ أَبَالسةُ الأَرْ
ضcompletes 'earth' لَظَاهَاits blaze تَمُدُّfeeds مِنْfrom نِيرَانِfires
ض لَظَاهَا تَمُدُّ مِنْ نِيرَانِ
Strife: the devils of the earth kindled
O what a full moon! And battleground
its blaze, feeding it with fires.
Marching with eras and ages
فَدَعُوهَاso leave it يَاO قومmy people ! أَيُّwhat فَسادِcorruption
فَدَعُوهَا يَا قوم ! أَيُّ فَسادِ
لِبُناةِfor the builders of الأَجْيَالِgenerations والأَوْطانِand homelands
لِبُناةِ الأَجْيَالِ والأَوْطانِ
Leave it, my people! What corruption
Time bows before it, igniting
for the builders of generations and homelands!
Torches of strong faith
لاdo not تُرَاعيbe frightened يَاO نَفْسُsoul ! هُمthey جُبَناءٌcowards
لا تُرَاعي يَا نَفْسُ ! هُم جُبَناءٌ
مَاhow أَذَلَّabased الجَبَانَthe coward عِنْدَbefore الجَبانِthe coward
مَا أَذَلَّ الجَبَانَ عِنْدَ الجَبانِ
Do not be frightened, my soul! They are cowards.
In its arenas nights swell
How abased a coward is before a coward!
With a call to prayer and Quran's chant
هاbehold هُناhere نَفْحَةُa breath of النُّبُوَّةprophecy مِنْfrom بدْBadr (first part)
ها هُنا نَفْحَةُ النُّبُوَّة مِنْ بدْ
رٍcompletes 'Badr' وهذيand these مَلاحِمُthe epics of الفُرْقانِthe Criterion
رٍ وهذي مَلاحِمُ الفُرْقانِ
Here is the breath of prophecy from Badr,
Marching legions, stampede of horses
and these are the epics of the Criterion.
Shouts of Merciful to mankind
هاbehold هُناhere تُصْنَعُare forged الرّجَالُmen وتُبْنَىand is built
ها هُنا تُصْنَعُ الرّجَالُ وتُبْنَى
أُمَّةٌa nation بينَbetween آيَةٍa verse وَسِنَانِand a spearpoint
أُمَّةٌ بينَ آيَةٍ وَسِنَانِ
Here men are forged, and built
Genius of strife, from fervor of passion
is a nation between a verse and a spearpoint.
And zeal, and benevolence
يَاOh لَبَدْرٍwhat Badr ! وَيَاand oh لَمَعْرَكَةٍwhat a battle تَمْـadvances (first part)
يَا لَبَدْرٍ ! وَيَا لَمَعْرَكَةٍ تَمْـ
ـضيcompletes 'advances' مضيَّthe advance of الدُّهُورِthe ages وand الأزْمَانِthe times
ـضي مضيَّ الدُّهُورِ و الأزْمَانِ
Oh, Badr! Oh, a battle marching on
Scent of glory, all in the folds
as the ages and the times march on!
In atoms that shone, in valleys and dunes
يَنْحَنِيbows عِنْدَهاbefore it الزّمَانُtime فَيَلْقَىand so finds
يَنْحَنِي عِنْدَها الزّمَانُ فَيَلْقَى
شُعَلاًflames مِنْof عَزائِمِthe resolves of الإِيمانِfaith
شُعَلاً مِنْ عَزائِمِ الإِيمانِ
Time bows before it and finds
Every inch saturated with blood
flames of faith's resolve.
Every sword pride of spear and melodies
فيin مَيَادِيِنهَاits fields تَمُوجُsurge اللَّياليthe nights
في مَيَادِيِنهَا تَمُوجُ اللَّيالي
وand دَوِيٌa resounding roar مِنْof أيَةٍa verse وand أَذَانِa call to prayer
و دَوِيٌ مِنْ أيَةٍ و أَذَانِ
In its fields, the nights surge,
An inspired literature and meaning’s pouring
and the thunder of a verse and a call to prayer,
A literature nourished by eloquence
والتْطامُand the collision of الزُّحُوفِthe advancing hosts ، حَمْحَمةُthe neighing of الخَيْـthe horses (first part)
والتْطامُ الزُّحُوفِ ، حَمْحَمةُ الخَيْـ
ــلِcompletes 'horses' ، نِداءُthe call of الرَّحمنthe Most Merciful للإِنْسانِto humankind
ــلِ ، نِداءُ الرَّحمن للإِنْسانِ
and the clash of armies, the neighing of horses,
From the Prophet's sayings and the Quran
the Most Merciful's call to humankind.
It is a fountain of guidance, a pouring
عَبْقَريُّthe genius of الجِهَادِjihad مِنْfrom عَزْمةِthe resolve of الشّوْlonging (first part)
عَبْقَريُّ الجِهَادِ مِنْ عَزْمةِ الشّوْ
قِcompletes 'longing' ، ومِنْand from مُهْجَةٍlifeblood ، ومِنْand from إِحْسَانِgoodness
قِ ، ومِنْ مُهْجَةٍ ، ومِنْ إِحْسَانِ
The genius of jihad springs from longing's resolve,
Of loyalty, and throb of heavens
from lifeblood, and from goodness.
How aromatic is its fragrance! It wafted
عَبَقُthe fragrance of المجْدِglory كُلُّهُall of it فيin الثَّنَايَاthe mountain passes
عَبَقُ المجْدِ كُلُّهُ في الثَّنَايَا
فيon ذُراًpeaks أشْرَقَتْshone وفيand in وُدْيانِvalleys
في ذُراً أشْرَقَتْ وفي وُدْيانِ
All glory's fragrance is in the mountain passes,
The scent of truth or essence of benevolence
on peaks that shone, and in valleys.
My ribs bowed to its great verses
كُلُّevery شِبْرٍinch مُضَمَّخٌsteeped بِدِماءٍin blood
كُلُّ شِبْرٍ مُضَمَّخٌ بِدِماءٍ
كُلُّevery سَاحٍfield زَهْوُthe pride of الرُّبىthe hills والمَغَانيand the abodes
كُلُّ سَاحٍ زَهْوُ الرُّبى والمَغَاني
Every inch is steeped in blood;
And dawn’s shining assault
every field is the pride of hills and abodes.
Passion seized me from fervent love
هاbehold هُنَاhere يُرْفَعَis raised القَصِيدُpoetry ويُبْنىand is built
ها هُنَا يُرْفَعَ القَصِيدُ ويُبْنى
أَدَبٌliterature مُلْهِمٌinspiring وفيضُand a flood of مَعَانيmeanings
أَدَبٌ مُلْهِمٌ وفيضُ مَعَاني
Here poetry is raised aloft, and built
I swooned! And called: where is the builder’s will?
is inspiring literature, a flood of meanings.
Where are glories of my nation? How can you accept
أَدَبٌliterature يَرْتَويdrinks its fill البَيَانُeloquence لَدَيِهin its presence
أَدَبٌ يَرْتَوي البَيَانُ لَدَيِه
مِنْfrom حَديثِthe sayings of الرَّسُولthe Messenger ، مِنْfrom قرْآنِthe Quran
مِنْ حَديثِ الرَّسُول ، مِنْ قرْآنِ
Literature at which eloquence drinks its fill
“Apollo” and call from humiliation?
from the Messenger's sayings, from the Quran.
Of the loyal and affectionate companion
هُوit نَبْعٌa spring مِنَof الهِدَايةِguidance ، فَيضٌan outpouring
هُو نَبْعٌ مِنَ الهِدَايةِ ، فَيضٌ
مِنْof وَفَاءٍfidelity ، وخَفْقَةٌand a heartbeat مِنْfrom جَنَانِa heart
مِنْ وَفَاءٍ ، وخَفْقَةٌ مِنْ جَنَانِ
It is a spring of guidance, an outpouring
From there I took from history
of fidelity, and a heartbeat from the heart.
From a garden and an orchard
طَابَwas pleasant ليْto me عِطرُهاits perfume ! فَكَمْso how often رَفَّwafted مِنْهاfrom it
طَابَ ليْ عِطرُها ! فَكَمْ رَفَّ مِنْها
عَبَقُthe fragrance of الصِّدْقtruthfulness أَوor شَذَاthe scent of الإِحْسَانِgoodness
عَبَقُ الصِّدْق أَو شَذَا الإِحْسَانِ
Its perfume pleased me: how often there wafted from it
Essence of glory, or pearls of conquest
the fragrance of truth, or the scent of goodness!
Or threaded garlands from generosity
خَشَعَتْbowed humbly أَضْلُعيmy ribs لآيَتِهاbefore its sign الكبْـthe great (first part)
خَشَعَتْ أَضْلُعي لآيَتِها الكبْـ
ـرَىcompletes 'great' وإِشْراقِand the radiance of جَوْلةٍa charge وطعَانِand spear-fighting
ـرَى وإِشْراقِ جَوْلةٍ وطعَانِ
My ribs bowed humbly before its great sign
And blossoming flowers
and the radiance of a charge and spear-thrusts.
Fragrant with aroma, and scent of heavens
هَاجَنيstirred me الشّوْقُlonging مِنْfrom هَوىًlove فَتلـso I looked around (first part)
هَاجَني الشّوْقُ مِنْ هَوىً فَتلـ
ــفَّتُّcompletes 'I looked around' ! ونَادَيْتُand I called : أَيْنَwhere عَزْمُthe resolve of البَانيthe builder
ــفَّتُّ ! ونَادَيْتُ : أَيْنَ عَزْمُ البَاني
Longing stirred me with love, so I
As they gather into verses
looked around and cried: Where is the builder's resolve?
In a loving heart and conscience
أَيْنَwhere أَمْجَادُthe glories of أُمَّتيmy nation ؟ ! كيفhow تَرْضَـyou accept (first part)
أَيْنَ أَمْجَادُ أُمَّتي ؟ ! كيف تَرْضَـ
ـونcompletes 'you accept' " أبُولّوApollo" ودعوةًand a call مِنْof هَوَانِhumiliation
ـون " أبُولّو" ودعوةً مِنْ هَوَانِ
Where are my nation's glories? How can you accept
A glimpse gathering splendors from Medina
Apollo, and a call of humiliation?
And surge and zeal of Yemen
هاbehold هُنَاhere تَزْخَرُabounds البُطُولاَتُheroic deeds فيin التَّاhistory (first part)
ها هُنَا تَزْخَرُ البُطُولاَتُ في التَّا
ريخcompletes 'history' مِنْfrom صَادِقone sincere in الوَفَاءِloyalty وand حَانِa compassionate one
ريخ مِنْ صَادِق الوَفَاءِ و حَانِ
Here heroic deeds abound in history,
Do not disappear from us arenas of Badr
from the truly loyal and the compassionate.
Release your processions and steeds
فَتَنَاوَلتُso I took مِنْfrom هُنَاكَthere مِنَfrom التّاhistory (first part)
فَتَنَاوَلتُ مِنْ هُنَاكَ مِنَ التّا
ريخcompletes 'history' ، مِنْfrom رَوضَةٍa meadow وَمِنْand from بُسْتَانِan orchard
ريخ ، مِنْ رَوضَةٍ وَمِنْ بُسْتَانِ
So I took from there, from history,
Surge, O processions of truth, roam
from a meadow and an orchard,
Between victory and sincerity of wishes
جَوْهَرَthe jewel of المجْدِglory أَوْor لآليءَpearls of فَتْحٍconquest
جَوْهَرَ المجْدِ أَوْ لآليءَ فَتْحٍ
أَوْor عُقُوداًnecklaces مَنْظُومَةًstrung مِنْof جُمَانِpearls
أَوْ عُقُوداً مَنْظُومَةً مِنْ جُمَانِ
the jewel of glory, or pearls of conquest,
And be truthful to God and seek heaven, not worldly life
or necklaces strung with pearls,
Or vanities of fleeting life
وَوُرُوداًand roses تَفَتَّحَتْopened وَزُهُوراًand flowers
وَوُرُوداً تَفَتَّحَتْ وَزُهُوراً
عَبَقَتْwere fragrant بالشَّذَاwith perfume ، ونَفْحَand the breath of جِنَانِgardens
عَبَقَتْ بالشَّذَا ، ونَفْحَ جِنَانِ
and roses that had opened, and flowers
Indeed highest eloquence is pouring of blood
fragrant with perfume and the breath of gardens.
Shed by arenas of faith
فَإِذَاand behold كُلُّهاall of them تَجَمَّعُgather آياًas verses
فَإِذَا كُلُّها تَجَمَّعُ آياً
فيin فُؤادٍa heart حَانٍtender وفيand in وِجْدَانِinner feeling
في فُؤادٍ حَانٍ وفي وِجْدَانِ
And behold, they all gather as verses
Every letter molded by a freeman’s blood
in a tender heart and in the inner self.
Is light flowing through ages
لَمْحَةٌa glimpse تَجْمعُgathers الفَرَائِدِthe rare gems مِنْfrom بَدْBadr (first part)
لَمْحَةٌ تَجْمعُ الفَرَائِدِ مِنْ بَدْ
رٍcompletes 'Badr' ومِنْand from وثْبَةٍa leap وزَهْوand splendor يَمَانِYemeni
رٍ ومِنْ وثْبَةٍ وزَهْو يَمَانِ
A glimpse gathers the rare gems of Badr,
A glance from you, my brother, wafting
of a leap, and of Yemeni splendor.
Passion for truth or essence of wishes
لاdo not تَغِيبيvanish عَنَّاfrom us مَيَادينَO fields of بَدْرٍBadr
لا تَغِيبي عَنَّا مَيَادينَ بَدْرٍ
أَطْلِقيunleash مِنْfrom مَواكبٍprocessions وعِنانِand reins
أَطْلِقي مِنْ مَواكبٍ وعِنانِ
Do not vanish from us, fields of Badr!
A sweet glance, and great school
Send forth processions and let loose the reins.
And firmly constructed home
وَثبِيleap forth ياO مَوَاكِبَprocessions of الحَقِّtruth طُوفيroam
وَثبِي يا مَوَاكِبَ الحَقِّ طُوفي
بَينَbetween نَصْرٍvictory وبَيْنand between صِدْقِthe sincerity of الأمَانيhopes
بَينَ نَصْرٍ وبَيْن صِدْقِ الأمَاني
Leap forth, O processions of truth; roam
As if I see you rise! Swoon!
between victory and the sincerity of hopes.
And call: O men of eloquence!
وَاصْدُقيand be true to اللهGod واطْلُبيand seek الجَنَّةParadise لاnot الدُّنـthe world (first part)
وَاصْدُقي الله واطْلُبي الجَنَّة لا الدُّنـ
ـيَاcompletes 'world' ولاnor زُخْرُفَthe adornment of الحَياةِlife الفانيthe fleeting one
ـيَا ولا زُخْرُفَ الحَياةِ الفاني
Be true to God and seek Paradise, not the world,
Arise! Regain eloquence and protect
nor the fleeting adornment of life.
the language of truth from criminal enemy
إِنَّindeed أَعْلَىthe highest البَيَانِeloquence دَفْقُa gush of دِمَاءٍblood
إِنَّ أَعْلَى البَيَانِ دَفْقُ دِمَاءٍ
فَجّرَتْهاmade it burst forth مَوَاقِعُthe battlefields of الإِيمانِfaith
فَجّرَتْها مَوَاقِعُ الإِيمانِ
Indeed, the highest eloquence is a gush of blood
And rise! These are schools of Badr
that the battlefields of faith made burst forth.
Release your cavalry processions
كُلُّevery حَرْفٍletter يَصُوغُهfashions it دَمُthe blood of حُرٍّa free man
كُلُّ حَرْفٍ يَصُوغُه دَمُ حُرٍّ
هُوَit نُورٌa light يَسْريcourses مَعَwith الأزْمانِthe ages
هُوَ نُورٌ يَسْري مَعَ الأزْمانِ
Every letter fashioned by a free man's blood
How much did spite and envy
is a light that courses through the ages.
Misguide our horses into humiliation and defeat
لَفتةٌa gesture مِنْكَfrom you ياO أَخيmy brother رفَّfluttered منْهاfrom it الـthe
لَفتةٌ مِنْكَ يا أَخي رفَّ منْها الـ
ـشَوْقُlonging للحقِّfor truth أوor نَقَيُّpure الأمانيhopes
ـشَوْقُ للحقِّ أو نَقَيُّ الأماني
A gesture from you, my brother, from which fluttered
To you my greetings, brother Ahmad
longing for truth, or pure hopes.
Purity of prayer and benevolence
لفْتةٌa gesture حُلْوةُsweet ومَدْرَسَةٌand a school كُبْـgreat (first part)
لفْتةٌ حُلْوةُ ومَدْرَسَةٌ كُبْـ
ــرىcompletes 'great' ودارٌand a house مَشْدُودةُfirmly braced الأركانِthe pillars
ــرى ودارٌ مَشْدُودةُ الأركانِ
A sweet gesture, and a great school,
and a house with firmly braced pillars.
وكَأَنّيand as though I أَرَاكَsee you قمْتَyou rose ! تَلَفَّـyou looked around (first part)
وكَأَنّي أَرَاكَ قمْتَ ! تَلَفَّـ
ـتَّcompletes 'you looked around' ! ونَادَيْتَand you called يَاO رِجالmen of البَيانِeloquence
ـتَّ ! ونَادَيْتَ يَا رِجال البَيانِ
And it is as though I see you rise and look
around, and call: O men of eloquence,
انْهَضُواarise ! أَدركواrescue البَيَانَeloquence وصُونُواand protect
انْهَضُوا ! أَدركوا البَيَانَ وصُونُوا
لغةthe language of الحَقِّtruth مِنْfrom عَدُوٍّan enemy جَانِيcriminal
لغة الحَقِّ مِنْ عَدُوٍّ جَانِي
arise! Rescue eloquence, and guard
the language of truth from a criminal enemy!
ودَعيand abandon أُمَّتيmy nation مَذَاهِبَthe doctrines of يُوناGreece (first part)
ودَعي أُمَّتي مَذَاهِبَ يُونا
نٍcompletes 'Greece' وأَوْهَامand the delusions of جَاهِلٍan ignorant man مُتَوانِindolent
نٍ وأَوْهَام جَاهِلٍ مُتَوانِ
And leave, my nation, the doctrines of Greece,
and the delusions of an ignorant, indolent man.
وانْهضيand rise ! هذهthese مَدْارِسُthe schools of بَدْرٍBadr
وانْهضي ! هذه مَدْارِسُ بَدْرٍ
أطلِقيsend forth مِنْsome of مواكِبِthe processions of الفُرسانِthe knights
أطلِقي مِنْ مواكِبِ الفُرسانِ
And rise! These are the schools of Badr;
send forth the knights' processions.
كِمْhow often رَمَىhurled الحِقْدُhatred والتّحاسُدُand mutual envy فيناamong us
كِمْ رَمَى الحِقْدُ والتّحاسُدُ فينا
خَيْلناour horses فيinto مَتَاهَةٍa maze وَهَوَانِand humiliation
خَيْلنا في مَتَاهَةٍ وَهَوَانِ
How often hatred and mutual envy among us have hurled
our horses into a maze and humiliation!
لَكَto you مِنّيfrom me تَحِيَّةٌa greeting ياO أخيmy brother أَحْـAhmad (first part)
لَكَ مِنّي تَحِيَّةٌ يا أخي أَحْـ
ـمَدُcompletes 'Ahmad' ! صفْوُthe purest of الدُّعَاءِprayer والإِحسانِand kindness
ـمَدُ ! صفْوُ الدُّعَاءِ والإِحسانِ
To you from me, my brother Ahmad, a greeting,
the purest of prayers and kindness.
Partial English translation: 110 of 124 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1