حَياةٌa life ماnot نُريدُwe want لَهاfor it زِيالاan end
حَياةٌ ما نُريدُ لَها زِيالا
وَدُنياand a world لاnot نَوَدُّwe wish لَهاfor it اِنتِقالاdeparture
وَدُنيا لا نَوَدُّ لَها اِنتِقالا
A life we do not wish to vanish,
A life we do not want a companion for,
and a world we do not wish to see depart.
And a world we do not wish to depart from,
وَعَيشٌand a life فيin أُصولِthe roots المَوتِof death سَمٌّpoison
وَعَيشٌ في أُصولِ المَوتِ سَمٌّ
عُصارَتُهُits sap وَإِنand even though بَسَطَit spreads الظِلالاthe shade
عُصارَتُهُ وَإِن بَسَطَ الظِلالا
And a life amid death's roots—poison
And a living amidst the fundamentals of death is poisonous,
is its sap, though it spreads its shade.
Even if its essence extends shade.
وَأَيّامٌand days تَطيرُfly بِناwith us سَحاباًlike clouds
وَأَيّامٌ تَطيرُ بِنا سَحاباً
وَإِنand though خيلَتthey seem تَدِبُّcreep بِناwith us نِمالاlike ants
وَإِن خيلَت تَدِبُّ بِنا نِمالا
And days that carry us flying like clouds,
And days that fly with us like clouds,
though they seem to creep with us like ants.
And even if they seem to creep slowly.
نُريهاwe show them فيin الضَميرِthe heart هَوىًpassion وَحُبّاًand love
نُريها في الضَميرِ هَوىً وَحُبّاً
وَنُسمِعُهاand we let them hear التَبرُّمَirritation وَالمَلالاand boredom
وَنُسمِعُها التَبرُّمَ وَالمَلالا
We show them passion and love within our hearts,
We show it in conscience passion and love,
yet let them hear our irritation and boredom.
And we let it hear complaining and boredom.
قِصارٌshort حينَwhen نَجريwe pursue اللَهوَamusement فيهاin them
قِصارٌ حينَ نَجري اللَهوَ فيها
طِوالٌlong حينَwhen نَقطَعُهاwe spend them فِعالاin work
طِوالٌ حينَ نَقطَعُها فِعالا
Short when we pursue amusement in them,
Short when we frolic in it,
long when we spend them in work.
Long when we cut it off with deeds.
وَلَمand did not تَضُقِgrow cramped الحَياةُlife بِناfor us وَلَكِنbut
وَلَم تَضُقِ الحَياةُ بِنا وَلَكِن
زِحامُthe crowding السوءِof evil ضَيَّقَهاconstricted it مَجالاin scope
زِحامُ السوءِ ضَيَّقَها مَجالا
Life has not grown cramped for us, but
And life did not weary us, but
the press of evil has narrowed its scope.
The crowds of evil narrowed its scope.
وَلَمand did not تَقتُلkill بِراحَتِهاwith her palm بَنيهاher children
وَلَم تَقتُل بِراحَتِها بَنيها
وَلَكِنbut سابَقواthey raced المَوتَdeath اِقتِتالاfighting one another
وَلَكِن سابَقوا المَوتَ اِقتِتالا
Nor has she slain her children with her own palm,
And it did not kill its children with comfort,
but they raced death by fighting one another.
But they raced death, fighting.
وَلَوand if زادَenriched الحَياةَlife الناسُpeople سَعياًstriving
وَلَو زادَ الحَياةَ الناسُ سَعياً
وَإِخلاصاًand sincerity لَزادَتهُمit would enrich them جَمالاwith beauty
وَإِخلاصاً لَزادَتهُم جَمالا
If people enriched life with striving
If people increased life with effort,
and sincerity, it would enrich them with beauty.
And sincerity, it would increase their beauty.
كَأنَّas though اللَهَGod إِذwhen قَسَمَapportioned المَعاليlofty honors
كَأنَّ اللَهَ إِذ قَسَمَ المَعالي
لِأَهلِfor the people of الواجِبِduty اِدَّخَرَreserved الكَمالاperfection
لِأَهلِ الواجِبِ اِدَّخَرَ الكَمالا
As though God, when He apportioned lofty honors,
As if God, when He divided great things,
reserved perfection for those devoted to duty.
Reserved perfection for the people of duty.
تَرىyou see جِدّاًearnestness وَلَستَand you do not تَرىsee عَلَيهِمin them
تَرى جِدّاً وَلَستَ تَرى عَلَيهِم
وُلوعاًobsession بِالصَغائِرِwith trifles وَاِشتِغالاand preoccupation
وُلوعاً بِالصَغائِرِ وَاِشتِغالا
You see earnestness, and do not see in them
You see them serious, and you do not see them
obsession with trifles or preoccupation with them.
Obsessed with trivialities and busyness.
وَلَيسواand they are not أَرغَدَthe most comfortable الأَحياءِof the living عَيشاًin livelihood
وَلَيسوا أَرغَدَ الأَحياءِ عَيشاً
وَلَكِنbut أَنعَمَthe most tranquil الأَحياءِof the living بالاin mind
وَلَكِن أَنعَمَ الأَحياءِ بالا
They are not the most comfortable of the living,
And they are not the most luxurious of the living,
but the most tranquil in mind.
But the most blissful of the living.
إِذاwhen فَعَلواthey act فَخَيرُthen the best الناسِof people فِعلاًin deeds
إِذا فَعَلوا فَخَيرُ الناسِ فِعلاً
وَإِنand if قالواthey speak فَأَكرَمُهُمthen their noblest مَقالاin speech
وَإِن قالوا فَأَكرَمُهُم مَقالا
When they act, they are the best of people in deeds;
When they act, they are the best of people in action,
and when they speak, the noblest in speech.
And if they speak, they are the most eloquent in speech.
وَإِنand if سَأَلَتهُموask them الأَوطانُthe homelands أَعطَواthey give
وَإِن سَأَلَتهُمو الأَوطانُ أَعطَوا
دَماًblood حُرّاًfreeborn وَأَبناءًand sons وَمالاand wealth
دَماً حُرّاً وَأَبناءً وَمالا
And if their homelands ask of them, they give
And if homelands asked them, they gave
freeborn blood, sons, and wealth.
Free blood, and sons, and money.
بَنيsons of البَلَدِthe land الشَقيقِkindred عَزاءَcondolences جارٍof a neighbor
بَني البَلَدِ الشَقيقِ عَزاءَ جارٍ
أَهابَcalled بِدَمعِهِupon his tears شَجَنٌgrief فَسالاso it flowed
أَهابَ بِدَمعِهِ شَجَنٌ فَسالا
Sons of the sister land, accept a neighbor's condolences:
O children of the dear homeland, the condolence of a neighbor
grief called forth his tears, and they flowed.
Whose tenderness tears have streamed down.
قَضىpaid بِالأَمسِyesterday لِلأَبطالِto the heroes حَقّاًa due
قَضى بِالأَمسِ لِلأَبطالِ حَقّاً
وَأَضحىand is now اليَومَtoday بِالشُهَداءِof the martyrs غاليlavish in praise
وَأَضحى اليَومَ بِالشُهَداءِ غالي
He paid the heroes their due yesterday,
Yesterday it fulfilled the right of the heroes,
and today is lavish in praise of the martyrs.
And today it held the martyrs as precious.
يُعَظِّمُhonors كُلَّevery جُهدٍeffort عَبقَرِيٍّbrilliant
يُعَظِّمُ كُلَّ جُهدٍ عَبقَرِيٍّ
أَكانَwhether it was السِلمَpeace أَمor كانَwas القِتالاfighting
أَكانَ السِلمَ أَم كانَ القِتالا
He honors every brilliant effort,
It respects every intellectual effort,
whether in peace or in battle.
Whether it is peace or fighting.
وَماand not زِلناhave we ceased إِذاwhenever دَهَتِbefell الرَزاياcalamities
وَما زِلنا إِذا دَهَتِ الرَزايا
كَأَرحَمِas compassionate as ماwhat يَكونُcan be البَيتُthe household آلاin kinship
كَأَرحَمِ ما يَكونُ البَيتُ آلا
And whenever calamities strike, we have always been
And we do not cease, when calamities strike,
like a household at its most compassionate toward its kin.
To be like the most merciful house.
وَقَدand perhaps أَنسىI forget الإِساءَةَan injury مِنfrom حَسودٍan envious person
وَقَد أَنسى الإِساءَةَ مِن حَسودٍ
وَلاand not أَنسىI forget الصَنيعَةَa kindness وَالفِعالاand deeds
وَلا أَنسى الصَنيعَةَ وَالفِعالا
I may forget an envious person's injury,
And I have forgotten the harm from enviers,
but never forget kindness and deeds.
And I do not forget favors and deeds.
ذَكَرتُI recalled المِهرَجانَthe festival وَقَدand indeed تَجَلّىshone forth
ذَكَرتُ المِهرَجانَ وَقَد تَجَلّى
وَوَفدَand the delegation المَشرِقَينِof the two Easts وَقَدand indeed تَوالىarrived in succession
وَوَفدَ المَشرِقَينِ وَقَد تَوالى
I recalled the festival as it shone forth,
I remembered the festival, and it has appeared,
and the delegation of the two Easts as it arrived in succession,
And the two Easts have come and followed.
وَداريand my house بَينَamid أَعراسِwedding feasts القَوافيof rhymes
وَداري بَينَ أَعراسِ القَوافي
وَقَدand indeed جُلِيَتwas unveiled سَماءًas a sky لاnot تُعالىis surpassed
وَقَد جُلِيَت سَماءً لا تُعالى
and my house amid the wedding feasts of rhyme,
And my home between the weddings of rhymes,
unveiled as a sky none could rise above.
And the sky has been adorned that cannot be transcended.
تَسَلَّلَslipped فيthrough الزِحامِthe crowd إِلَيَّto me نِضوٌan emaciated man
تَسَلَّلَ في الزِحامِ إِلَيَّ نِضوٌ
مِنَfrom among الأَحرارِthe free تَحسَبُهُyou would take him for خَيالاa phantom
مِنَ الأَحرارِ تَحسَبُهُ خَيالا
An emaciated man slipped through the crowd to me,
In the crowds came to me a whiff
one of the free, whom you would take for a phantom.
Of the free that you would think is a mirage.
رَسولُthe envoy الصابِرينَof the steadfast أَلَمَّcalled وَهناًlate at night
رَسولُ الصابِرينَ أَلَمَّ وَهناً
وَبَلَّغَنيand conveyed to me التَحِيَّةَgreetings وَالسُؤالاand inquiries
وَبَلَّغَني التَحِيَّةَ وَالسُؤالا
An envoy of the steadfast, he called late at night,
Messenger of the steadfast, he touched weariness
and brought me greetings and inquiries.
And conveyed the greeting and question to me.
دَناdrew near مِنّيto me فَناوَلَنيthen handed me كِتاباًa letter
دَنا مِنّي فَناوَلَني كِتاباً
أَحَسَّتfelt راحَتايَmy two palms لَهُfor it جَلالاmajesty
أَحَسَّت راحَتايَ لَهُ جَلالا
He drew near and handed me a letter;
He came near me and handed me a book,
my two palms sensed its majesty.
And my hands felt its majesty.
وَجَدتُI found دَمَthe blood الأُسودِof lions عَلَيهِupon it مِسكاًmusk
وَجَدتُ دَمَ الأُسودِ عَلَيهِ مِسكاً
وَكانَand was الأَصلُthe source فيin المِسكِmusk الغَزالاthe gazelle
وَكانَ الأَصلُ في المِسكِ الغَزالا
I found the lions' blood upon it to be musk,
I found the blood of lions on it to be musk,
and musk's original source was the gazelle.
While the essence of musk is the gazelle.
كَأَنَّas though أَسامِيَthe names الأَبطالِof the heroes فيهِin it
كَأَنَّ أَسامِيَ الأَبطالِ فيهِ
حَوامِمٌHa-Mim surahs عَلىon رِقٍّparchment تَتالىfollow one another
حَوامِمٌ عَلى رِقٍّ تَتالى
As though the heroes' names in it
As if the names of heroes in it
were Ha-Mim surahs following one another on parchment.
Are doves on lined paper in succession.
رُواةُreciters قَصائِديof my poems قَدalready رَتَّلوهاchanted them
رُواةُ قَصائِدي قَد رَتَّلوها
وَغَنَّوهاand sang them الأَسِنَّةَthe spearheads وَالنِصالاand blades
وَغَنَّوها الأَسِنَّةَ وَالنِصالا
The reciters of my poems had chanted them,
Reciters of my poems have chanted them
and sung them to spearheads and blades.
And sung them with tongues and blades.
إِذاwhen رَكَزواthey planted القَناthe spears اِنتَقَلواthey turned إِلَيهاto them
إِذا رَكَزوا القَنا اِنتَقَلوا إِلَيها
فَكانَتso they were فيin الخِيامِthe tents لَهُمfor them نِقالاrefreshments
فَكانَت في الخِيامِ لَهُم نِقالا
When they planted their spears, they turned to the poems,
When they planted the spear they moved to them,
so in the tents the poems were their sweet fare.
So they were for them in tents a transfer.
بَنيsons of سورِيَّةَSyria اِلتَئِمواunite كَيَومٍas on a day
بَني سورِيَّةَ اِلتَئِموا كَيَومٍ
خَرَجتُمyou went forth تَطلُبونَseeking بِهِon it النِزالاcombat
خَرَجتُم تَطلُبونَ بِهِ النِزالا
Sons of Syria, unite as on the day
O children of Syria, unite like a day
when you went forth seeking battle.
You went out seeking through it combat.
سَلوask الحُرِيَّةَFreedom الزَهراءَradiant عَنّاabout us
سَلو الحُرِيَّةَ الزَهراءَ عَنّا
وَعَنكُمand about you هَلwhether أَذاقَتناshe let us taste الوِصالاunion
وَعَنكُم هَل أَذاقَتنا الوِصالا
Ask radiant Freedom about us
Ask free radiant freedom about us
and yourselves: has she let us taste union?
And you - has it let us taste connection?
وَهَلand whether نِلناwe gained كِلاناboth of us اليَومَtoday إِلّاanything but
وَهَل نِلنا كِلانا اليَومَ إِلّا
عَراقيبَUrqub-like deceivers المَواعِدِof promises وَالمِطالاand procrastination
عَراقيبَ المَواعِدِ وَالمِطالا
And have both of us gained to this day anything but
And have we attained today except
Urqub-like promises and procrastination?
The futilities of promises and procrastination?
عَرَفتُمyou knew مَهرَهاher dowry فَمَهَرتُموهاso you dowered her دَماًblood
عَرَفتُم مَهرَها فَمَهَرتُموها دَماً
صَبَغَdyed السَباسِبَthe open plains وَالدِغالاand thickets
صَبَغَ السَباسِبَ وَالدِغالا
You knew her dowry, so you paid it in blood
You knew its dowry so you endowed it with blood
that dyed the open plains and thickets.
That dyed the wrists and thickets.
وَقُمتُمand you stood دونَهاin her defense حَتّىuntil خَضَبتُمyou dyed
وَقُمتُم دونَها حَتّى خَضَبتُم
هَوادِجَهاher howdahs الشَريفَةَnoble وَالحِجالاand bridal chambers
هَوادِجَها الشَريفَةَ وَالحِجالا
And you stood in her defense until you dyed
And you stood up for it until you bloodied
her noble howdahs and bridal chambers.
Its noble escutcheons and strongholds.
دَعواlet فيamong الناسِthe people مَفتوناًa deluded man جَباناًcowardly
دَعوا في الناسِ مَفتوناً جَباناً
يَقولُsay الحَربُwar قَدindeed كانَتwas وَبالاa calamity
يَقولُ الحَربُ قَد كانَت وَبالا
Let a deluded coward among the people
Leave someone in people enchanted, cowardly,
say, "War has proved a calamity."
Saying war has been a scourge.
أَيُطلَبُis it sought? حَقَّهُمtheir right بِالروحِwith life قَومٌa people
أَيُطلَبُ حَقَّهُم بِالروحِ قَومٌ
فَتَسمَعُthen you hear قائِلاًsomeone saying رَكِبواthey embarked on الضَلالاerror
فَتَسمَعُ قائِلاً رَكِبوا الضَلالا
Can a people's right be sought with their lives,
Should a people ask for their right with the soul
only for you to hear someone say, "They have embarked on error"?
Then you hear someone saying they took misguidance?
وَكونواand be حائِطاًa wall لاno صَدعَcrack فيهِin it
وَكونوا حائِطاً لا صَدعَ فيهِ
وَصَفّاًand a rank لاnot يُرَقَّعُis patched بِالكَسالىwith idlers
وَصَفّاً لا يُرَقَّعُ بِالكَسالى
And be a wall without a crack,
And be a wall with no cracks in it,
and a rank not patched with idlers.
And a row that is not mended with cowards.
وَعيشواand live فيin ظِلالِthe shade السِلمِof peace كَدّاًtoiling
وَعيشوا في ظِلالِ السِلمِ كَدّاً
فَلَيسَfor it is not السِلمُpeace عَجزاًincapacity وَاِتِّكالاand dependence
فَلَيسَ السِلمُ عَجزاً وَاِتِّكالا
And live in peace's shade, toiling,
And live in the shadows of peace steadfastly,
for peace is not incapacity and dependence,
For peace is not weakness and reliance.
وَلَكِنbut أَبَعدَfarther-reaching اليَومَينِof the two days مَرمىًin aim
وَلَكِن أَبَعدَ اليَومَينِ مَرمىً
وَخَيرَهُماand the better of the two لَكُمfor you نُصحاًin counsel وَآلاand in outcome
وَخَيرَهُما لَكُم نُصحاً وَآلا
but, of the two days, the farther-reaching in aim,
But the farthest of the two days in range,
and the better for you in counsel and outcome.
And the best of them for you in advice and family.
وَلَيسَand it is not الحَربُwar مَركَبَa mount كُلِّevery يَومٍday
وَلَيسَ الحَربُ مَركَبَ كُلِّ يَومٍ
وَلاnor الدَمُblood كُلَّat every آوِنَةٍoccasion حَلالاlawful
وَلا الدَمُ كُلَّ آوِنَةٍ حَلالا
War is not a mount for every day,
War is not the vessel of every day,
nor is blood lawful to shed at every hour.
Nor blood made permitted at every time.
سَأَذكُرُI shall remember ماas long as حَيِّتُI live جِدارَthe wall قَبرٍof a grave
سَأَذكُرُ ما حَيِّتُ جِدارَ قَبرٍ
بِظاهِرِon the outskirts of جِلَّقَJilliq رَكِبَmounted الرِمالاthe sands
بِظاهِرِ جِلَّقَ رَكِبَ الرِمالا
I shall remember, as long as I live, a tomb's wall
I will remember as long as I live the wall of a grave
outside Jilliq, riding upon the sands.
At the surface of Jilliq ascended the sands.
مُقيمٌenduring ماas long as أَقامَتendures مَيسَلونٌMaysalun
مُقيمٌ ما أَقامَت مَيسَلونٌ
يَذكُرُreminds مَصرَعَof the fall الأُسُدِof the lions الشِبالاthe cubs
يَذكُرُ مَصرَعَ الأُسُدِ الشِبالا
Enduring as long as Maysalun endures,
Remaining as long as Maysalun remained,
reminding the cubs of the lions' fall.
Mentioning the death of the young lion.
لَقَدindeed أَوحىrevealed إِلَيَّto me بِماof what شَجانيgrieved me
لَقَد أَوحى إِلَيَّ بِما شَجاني
كَماas توحيreveal القُبورُgraves إِلىto الثَكالىbereaved mothers
كَما توحي القُبورُ إِلى الثَكالى
Indeed, it whispered to me what stirred my sorrow,
It has inspired me with what saddened me,
as graves whisper to bereaved mothers.
As graves inspire the bereaved.
تَغَيَّبَlies hidden عَظمَةُAzma العَظَماتِof greatnesses فيهِwithin it
تَغَيَّبَ عَظمَةُ العَظَماتِ فيهِ
وَأَوَّلُand the first سَيِّدٍleader لَقِيَmet النِبالاthe arrows
وَأَوَّلُ سَيِّدٍ لَقِيَ النِبالا
Azma, the greatest of the great, lies hidden within it,
The grandeur of grandeurs disappeared in it,
and the first leader to meet the arrows.
And the first master met spears.
كَأَنَّas though بُناتَهُits builders رَفَعواraised مَناراًa beacon
كَأَنَّ بُناتَهُ رَفَعوا مَناراً
مِنَof الإِخلاصِdevotion أَوor نَصَبواerected مِثالاa statue
مِنَ الإِخلاصِ أَو نَصَبوا مِثالا
As though its builders had raised a beacon
As if his daughters raised a minaret
of devotion, or erected a statue.
Of sincerity or erected a statue.
سِراجُa lamp الحَقِّof truth فيin ثَبَجِthe heart الصَحارىof the deserts
سِراجُ الحَقِّ في ثَبَجِ الصَحارى
تَهابُfear العاصِفاتُthe storms لَهُits ذُبالاwick
تَهابُ العاصِفاتُ لَهُ ذُبالا
A lamp of truth in the heart of the deserts,
The lantern of truth in the desolate wilderness,
whose wick the storms stand in awe of.
Tempests dread its fuel.
تَرىyou see نورَthe light العَقيدَةِof conviction فيin ثَراهُits earth
تَرى نورَ العَقيدَةِ في ثَراهُ
وَتَنشَقُand inhale فيin جَوانِبِهِits sides الخِلالاvirtues
وَتَنشَقُ في جَوانِبِهِ الخِلالا
You see the light of conviction in its earth,
You see the light of creed in its burial chamber
and breathe in virtues all about it.
And the shadows split at its sides.
مَشىhe marched وَمَشَتand marched فَيالِقُlegions مِنfrom فَرَنساFrance
مَشى وَمَشَت فَيالِقُ مِن فَرَنسا
تَجُرُّtrailing مَطارِفَthe cloaks الظَفَرِof victory اِختِيالاproudly
تَجُرُّ مَطارِفَ الظَفَرِ اِختِيالا
He marched, and legions from France marched,
He walked and battalions from France walked
trailing victory's cloaks in pride.
Dragging the fringes of victory arrogantly.
مَلَأنَthey filled الجَوَّthe sky أَسلِحَةًwith weapons خِفاقاًfluttering
مَلَأنَ الجَوَّ أَسلِحَةً خِفاقاً
وَوَجهَand the face الأَرضِof the earth أَسلِحَةًwith weapons ثِقالاheavy
وَوَجهَ الأَرضِ أَسلِحَةً ثِقالا
They filled the sky with fluttering weapons,
They filled the air with fluttering weapons
and the face of the earth with heavy weapons.
And faced the earth with heavy weapons.
وَأَرسَلنَand they sent الرِياحَthe winds عَلَيهِagainst him ناراًas fire
وَأَرسَلنَ الرِياحَ عَلَيهِ ناراً
فَماyet not حَفَلَhe heeded الجَنوبُthe south wind وَلاnor الشَمالاthe north wind
فَما حَفَلَ الجَنوبُ وَلا الشَمالا
And they sent the winds against him as fire,
And they sent winds upon him as fire,
yet he heeded neither the south wind nor the north.
Yet the south and north winds did not care.
سَلوهُask him هَلwhether تَرَجَّلَhe dismounted فيamid هُبوبٍa blast
سَلوهُ هَل تَرَجَّلَ في هُبوبٍ
مِنَof النيرانِflames أَرجَلَتِmade them dismount الجِبالاthe mountains
مِنَ النيرانِ أَرجَلَتِ الجِبالا
Ask him: did he dismount amid a blast
Ask him, did he dismount in gusts
of flames that made the mountains dismount?
Of fires whose feet shook the mountains?
أَقامَhe remained نَهارَهُall his day يُلقيdelivering وَيَلقىand receiving
أَقامَ نَهارَهُ يُلقي وَيَلقى
فَلَمّاthen when زالَvanished قُرصُthe disk الشَمسِof the sun زالاhe vanished
فَلَمّا زالَ قُرصُ الشَمسِ زالا
He remained all day, dealing blows and receiving them,
He stood his ground, attacking and counterattacking,
then, when the sun's disk vanished, he vanished.
Until the sun disk disappeared, so he disappeared.
وَصاحَand, friend نَرىwe see بِهِupon him قَيدَthe fetter المَناياof death
وَصاحَ نَرى بِهِ قَيدَ المَنايا
وَلَستَand you do not تَرىsee الشَكيمَthe bit وَلاnor الشِكالاthe hobble
وَلَستَ تَرى الشَكيمَ وَلا الشِكالا
And, friend, we see upon him death's fetter,
And he cried, "We see him in death's shackle,
yet you see neither bit nor hobble.
And you do not see submissiveness or bending."
فَكُفِّنَso he was shrouded بِالصَوارِمِin sharp swords وَالعَواليand tall spears
فَكُفِّنَ بِالصَوارِمِ وَالعَوالي
وَغُيِّبَand he was buried حَيثُwhere جالَhe ranged وَحَيثُand where صالاhe charged
وَغُيِّبَ حَيثُ جالَ وَحَيثُ صالا
So he was shrouded in sharp swords and tall spears,
So he was enshrouded with blades and loftiness,
and buried where he ranged and where he charged.
And buried where he wandered and where he rested.
إِذاwhen مَرَّتpass بِهِby him الأَجيالُgenerations تَترىone after another
إِذا مَرَّت بِهِ الأَجيالُ تَترى
سَمِعتَyou hear لَهاfrom them أَزيزاًa murmur وَاِبتِهالاand supplication
سَمِعتَ لَها أَزيزاً وَاِبتِهالا
When generations pass by him one after another,
When generations pass by him, you will hear
you hear their murmur and supplication.
From them a buzz and supplication.
تَعَلَّقَhe hung فيin ضَمائِرِهِمtheir consciences صَليباًas a cross
تَعَلَّقَ في ضَمائِرِهِم صَليباً
وَحَلَّقَand he soared فيin سَرائِرِهِمtheir innermost hearts هِلالاas a crescent
وَحَلَّقَ في سَرائِرِهِم هِلالا
He hung as a cross within their consciences,
A cross clung in their consciences,
and soared as a crescent in their innermost hearts.
And a crescent hovered in their mysteries.
Sol 6.1