ياO دَولَةًa state مِنَfrom بَقاياremnants الظُلمِtyranny طافَroamed بِهاaround it
يا دَولَةً مِنَ بَقايا الظُلمِ طافَ بِها
عاديthe ravager الفناءِannihilation فَأَمسىand so became نَجمُهاits star غَرَباset
عادي الفناءِ فَأَمسى نَجمُها غَرَبا
O state, a remnant of tyranny, encircled by
O kingdom of remnants of oppression that was swept
annihilation's ravager, so that its star has set.
By winds of demise, so its star set in the west
زوليvanish فَماfor not كُنتِyou were إِلّاexcept غَمرَةًa pall of distress كُشِفَتwas lifted
زولي فَما كُنتِ إِلّا غَمرَةً كُشِفَت
عَنِfrom النُفوسِthe souls وَإِلّاand only مَأتَماًa mourning gathering حُجُباwas veiled
عَنِ النُفوسِ وَإِلّا مَأتَماً حُجُبا
Vanish, for you were only a pall that was lifted
Be gone, you were but a cloud that lifted
from souls, and only a mourning gathering now veiled.
From souls, or else a funeral obscured
زوليvanish إِلىto مُغرِقٍfar-reaching فيin البُعدِremoteness مُنقَطِعٍcut off
زولي إِلى مُغرِقٍ في البُعدِ مُنقَطِعٍ
لاnot يَستَطيعُcan لَهُfor it مُستَعتبٌone seeking reconciliation طلباa pursuit
لا يَستَطيعُ لَهُ مُستَعتبٌ طلبا
Vanish to a place sunk in remoteness, utterly cut off,
Be gone to one drowned in distant exile, cut off
which no seeker of reconciliation can reach.
From whom no reproacher can demand return
عِنايَةُprovidence اللَهِGod لاnot تُبقيpreserves عَلىupon دُوَلٍstates
عِنايَةُ اللَهِ لا تُبقي عَلى دُوَلٍ
يَلقىsuffers الخَلائِقُthe people مِنهاfrom them الوَيلَwoe وَالحَرَباand dispossession
يَلقى الخَلائِقُ مِنها الوَيلَ وَالحَرَبا
God's providence does not spare states
God's care does not let states remain
from which people suffer woe and dispossession,
That bring calamity and war to creation
تَرىthey regard الشُعوبَthe peoples عَبيداًslaves لاno ذمامَprotection لَهاfor them
تَرى الشُعوبَ عَبيداً لا ذمامَ لَها
وَتَحسَبُand they deem الحَقَّright فيin الدُنياthe world لِمَنto whoever غَلَباprevails
وَتَحسَبُ الحَقَّ في الدُنيا لِمَن غَلَبا
which see the peoples as slaves, owed no protection,
You see the peoples slaves without control
and deem that right in this world belongs to whoever prevails.
And deem truth in life for he who conquered
لاno بُدَّescape لِلشَعبِfor the people وَالأَحداثُand events تَأخُذُهُseize them
لا بُدَّ لِلشَعبِ وَالأَحداثُ تَأخُذُهُ
مِنfrom غَضبَةٍa burst of wrath تُفزِعُterrifies الأَفلاكَthe heavenly spheres وَالشُهُباand the meteors
مِن غَضبَةٍ تُفزِعُ الأَفلاكَ وَالشُهُبا
The people, as events seize them, cannot escape
The people must, as events seize them
a burst of wrath that terrifies the heavenly spheres and meteors.
In wrath that shakes planets and comets
ماnothing أَيَّدَhas strengthened المُلكَkingship وَاِستَبقىand preserved نَضارَتَهُits bloom
ما أَيَّدَ المُلكَ وَاِستَبقى نَضارَتَهُ
كَالرِفقِlike gentleness وَالعَدلِand justice ماداماas long as both endure وَماand as long as اِصطَحَباboth keep company
كَالرِفقِ وَالعَدلِ ماداما وَما اِصطَحَبا
Nothing has strengthened kingship and preserved its bloom
Not supporting rule or keeping its vigour
like gentleness and justice, while they endure and go together.
Like kindness and justice, as long they accompanied
ماhow أَضيعَsquandered التاجَthe crown يَرميassails الشَعبَthe people صاحِبُهُits wearer
ما أَضيعَ التاجَ يَرمي الشَعبَ صاحِبُهُ
بِالمُحفظاتِwith provocations وَيُؤذيهِand harms them بِماwith what كَسَباhe has gained
بِالمُحفظاتِ وَيُؤذيهِ بِما كَسَبا
How squandered is the crown whose wearer assails the people
Not losing the crown whose people its holder
with provocations, and harms them with what he has gained!
Pelted with treasuries and hurt with what he reaped
يَبنيhe builds المَعاقِلَthe fortresses مُغتَرّاًdeluded بِمَنعَتِهاby their strength
يَبني المَعاقِلَ مُغتَرّاً بِمَنعَتِها
وَيَحشُدُand he masses القُذَّفَthe cannon الفَوهاءَwide-mouthed وَالقَضباand the swords
وَيَحشُدُ القُذَّفَ الفَوهاءَ وَالقَضبا
He builds fortresses, deluded by their strength,
He builds fortresses, deluded by their firmness
and masses wide-mouthed cannon and swords.
And masses the foolish riffraff and gangs
وَيَجلِبُand he brings in الصافِناتِthe steeds with one hoof raised الجُردِsleek يُطرِبُهُdelights him
وَيَجلِبُ الصافِناتِ الجُردِ يُطرِبُهُ
صَهيلُهاtheir neighing وَيُعدُّand he readies الجَحفَلَthe vast army اللَجِباclamorous
صَهيلُها وَيُعدُّ الجَحفَلَ اللَجِبا
And he brings in poised, sleek steeds; he is thrilled by
And brings the bare cavalry, thrilled
their neighing, and readies the clamorous host.
By their neighing, and counts the hordes of warriors
حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen اِنتَفَضَتsurged بِالشَعبِthrough the people سَورَتُهُtheir fury
حَتّى إِذا اِنتَفَضَت بِالشَعبِ سَورَتُهُ
أَذَلَّهُhumbled him ماwhat اِحتَوىhe held مِنهاof them وَماand what جَلَباhe brought in
أَذَلَّهُ ما اِحتَوى مِنها وَما جَلَبا
Until, when the people are convulsed by their fury,
Until when his ramparts shook from the people's revolt
what he amassed of these, and what he brought in, bring him low.
He was disgraced by all he amassed and summoned
أَهْيَare they الشُعوبُthe peoples تَسوسُgovern الأَرضَthe earth أَمor نَعَمٌlivestock
أَهْيَ الشُعوبُ تَسوسُ الأَرضَ أَم نَعَمٌ
يَسوسُهاrules them النَحرُslaughter لاnot يَرجوexpects لَهاfor them عَقِباposterity
يَسوسُها النَحرُ لا يَرجو لَها عَقِبا
Are they peoples governing the earth, or livestock
Are the peoples vermin infesting the land or blessings
ruled by slaughter, which expects no posterity for them?
Whose slaughter hopes for no future for them
اليَومَtoday يَنعمُfinds comfort بِالأَوطانِin the homelands مُغتَرِبٌan exile
اليَومَ يَنعمُ بِالأَوطانِ مُغتَرِبٌ
ماnever هَزَّهُstirred him الشَوقُlonging إِلّاexcept أَنَّhe groaned وَاِنتَحَباand sobbed
ما هَزَّهُ الشَوقُ إِلّا أَنَّ وَاِنتَحَبا
Today an exile delights in his native lands;
Today an exile revels in the homelands
longing never stirred him without his groaning and sobbing.
Whom longing shook only to weep
يُفَرِّقُhe scatters النَفسَthe soul فيamong شَتّىdiverse مُفَرَّقَةٍdispersed
يُفَرِّقُ النَفسَ في شَتّى مُفَرَّقَةٍ
مِنَof البِقاعِregions وَيَطويand folds away العَيشَlife مُرتَقباwaiting expectantly
مِنَ البِقاعِ وَيَطوي العَيشَ مُرتَقبا
He scatters his soul among diverse, far-flung
Fragmenting the soul in places everywhere
regions, and folds away his life, waiting.
And living a life awaiting the next
Sol 6.1