إِلامَhow long? الخُلفُdiscord بَينَكُمُamong you إِلاماhow long?
إِلامَ الخُلفُ بَينَكُمُ إِلاما
وَهَذيand this الضَجَّةُthe uproar الكُبرىgreat عَلاماfor what?
وَهَذي الضَجَّةُ الكُبرى عَلاما
How long will discord divide you—how long?
And this great uproar—what is it for?
وَفيمَand why? يَكيدُschemes بَعضُكُمُsome of you لِبَعضٍagainst others
وَفيمَ يَكيدُ بَعضُكُمُ لِبَعضٍ
وَتُبدونَand you display العَداوَةَhostility وَالخِصاماand strife
وَتُبدونَ العَداوَةَ وَالخِصاما
And why do some of you scheme against others,
And display hostility and strife?
وَأَينَand where? الفَوزُvictory لاneither مِصرُEgypt اِستَقَرَّتhas settled
وَأَينَ الفَوزُ لا مِصرُ اِستَقَرَّت
عَلىin حالٍa state وَلاnor السودانُSudan داماhas endured
عَلى حالٍ وَلا السودانُ داما
And where is victory? Neither has Egypt settled
In any state, nor has Sudan endured.
وَأَينَand where? ذَهَبتُمُyou went بِالحَقِّwith truth لَمّاwhen
وَأَينَ ذَهَبتُمُ بِالحَقِّ لَمّا
رَكِبتُمyou rode فيin قَضِيَّتِهِits cause الظَلاماthe darkness
رَكِبتُم في قَضِيَّتِهِ الظَلاما
And where did you take truth, when
You rode the darkness in its cause?
لَقَدindeed صارَتit became لَكُمfor you حُكماًrule وَغُنماًand spoils
لَقَد صارَت لَكُم حُكماً وَغُنماً
وَكانَand was شِعارُهاits watchword المَوتَdeath الزُؤاماswift and crushing
وَكانَ شِعارُها المَوتَ الزُؤاما
It has become rule and spoils for you,
Though its watchword was swift, crushing death.
وَثِقتُمyou trusted وَاِتَّهَمتُمand you accused فيthroughout اللَياليthe nights
وَثِقتُم وَاِتَّهَمتُم في اللَيالي
فَلاyet neither ثِقَةًtrust أَدَمنَthey sustained وَلاnor اِتِّهاماaccusation
فَلا ثِقَةً أَدَمنَ وَلا اِتِّهاما
You trusted and accused throughout the nights,
Yet they sustained neither trust nor accusation.
شَبَبتُمyou kindled بَينَكُمamong yourselves فيin القُطرِthe country ناراًa fire
شَبَبتُم بَينَكُم في القُطرِ ناراً
عَلىfor مُحتَلِّهِits occupier كانَتit was سَلاماpeace
عَلى مُحتَلِّهِ كانَت سَلاما
You kindled a fire among yourselves in the country
That was peace for its occupier.
إِذاwhen ماever راضَهاtamed it بِالعَقلِwith reason قَومٌsome people
إِذا ما راضَها بِالعَقلِ قَومٌ
أَجَدَّrenewed لَهاfor it هَوىthe passions of قَومٍa people ضِراماa blaze
أَجَدَّ لَها هَوى قَومٍ ضِراما
When some people tame it with reason,
Others' passions renew its blaze.
تَرامَيتُمyou shot at one another فَقالَso said الناسُthe people قَومٌa people
تَرامَيتُم فَقالَ الناسُ قَومٌ
إِلىtoward الخِذلانِfailure أَمرُهُمُtheir affairs تَرامىhave ended
إِلى الخِذلانِ أَمرُهُمُ تَرامى
You shot at one another, and people said: “A people
Whose affairs have ended in failure.”
وَكانَتand was مِصرُEgypt أَوَّلَthe first مَنwhom أَصَبتُمyou struck
وَكانَت مِصرُ أَوَّلَ مَن أَصَبتُم
فَلَمso not تُحصِshe counted الجِراحَthe wounds وَلاnor الكِلاماthe gashes
فَلَم تُحصِ الجِراحَ وَلا الكِلاما
And Egypt was the first whom you struck,
So she could not count her wounds and gashes.
إِذاwhen كانَwere الرِماةُthe archers رِماةَarchers of سوءٍbadness
إِذا كانَ الرِماةُ رِماةَ سوءٍ
أَحَلّواthey lodged غَيرَother than مَرماهاtheir mark السِهاماthe arrows
أَحَلّوا غَيرَ مَرماها السِهاما
When archers are bad archers,
They lodge their arrows away from their mark.
أَبَعدَafter ...? العُروَةِthe bond الوُثقىthe firmest وَصَفٍّand a rank
أَبَعدَ العُروَةِ الوُثقى وَصَفٍّ
كَأَنيابِlike the fangs of الغِضَنفَرِthe lion لَنnever يُراماbe assailed
كَأَنيابِ الغِضَنفَرِ لَن يُراما
After the firmest bond and a rank
Like a lion's fangs, unassailable,
تَباغَيتُمyou wronged one another كَأَنَّكُمُas though you were خَلاياcells
تَباغَيتُم كَأَنَّكُمُ خَلايا
مِنَof السَرَطانِcancer لاnot تَجِدُthey find الضِماماa binding bond
مِنَ السَرَطانِ لا تَجِدُ الضِماما
Have you wronged one another, as though you were cells
Of cancer, finding no bond to unite them?
أَرىI see طَيّارَهُمtheir airman أَوفىrose aloft عَلَيناover us
أَرى طَيّارَهُم أَوفى عَلَينا
وَحَلَّقَand soared فَوقَabove أَرؤُسِناour heads وَحاماand circled
وَحَلَّقَ فَوقَ أَرؤُسِنا وَحاما
I see their airman looming over us,
Soaring above our heads and circling.
وَأَنظُرُand I behold جَيشَهُمtheir army مِنfor نِصفِhalf of قَرنٍa century
وَأَنظُرُ جَيشَهُم مِن نِصفِ قَرنٍ
عَلىbefore أَبصارِناour eyes ضَرَبَpitched الخِياماthe tents
عَلى أَبصارِنا ضَرَبَ الخِياما
And I behold their army, which for half a century
Has pitched its tents before our eyes.
فَلاso not أُمَناؤُناour trusted men نَقَصوهُdiminished it رُمحاًby a spear
فَلا أُمَناؤُنا نَقَصوهُ رُمحاً
وَلاnor خُوّانُناour traitors زادواincreased حُساماa sharp sword
وَلا خُوّانُنا زادوا حُساما
So our trusted men have not diminished it by a spear,
Nor have our traitors increased it by a sword.
وَنَلقىand we find الجَوَّthe sky صاعِقَةًa thunderbolt وَرَعداًand thunder
وَنَلقى الجَوَّ صاعِقَةً وَرَعداً
إِذاwhen قَصرُthe palace of الدُبارَةِal-Dubara فيهِin it غاماgrew cloudy
إِذا قَصرُ الدُبارَةِ فيهِ غاما
And we find the sky all lightning and thunder
Whenever Qasr al-Dubara clouds over within it.
إِذاwhen اِنفَجَرَتburst forth عَلَيناupon us الخَيلُthe horses مِنهُfrom it
إِذا اِنفَجَرَت عَلَينا الخَيلُ مِنهُ
رَكِبناwe rode الصَمتَsilence أَوor قُدناwe led الكَلاماspeech
رَكِبنا الصَمتَ أَو قُدنا الكَلاما
When horses burst upon us from it,
We ride silence or lead speech onward.
فَأُبناso we returned بِالتَخاذُلِwith mutual desertion وَالتَلاحيand wrangling
فَأُبنا بِالتَخاذُلِ وَالتَلاحي
وَآبَand he returned مِمّاfrom what اِبتَغىhe sought مِنّاfrom us وَراماand desired
وَآبَ مِمّا اِبتَغى مِنّا وَراما
So we return with mutual desertion and wrangling,
While he comes away with what he sought and desired of us.
مَلَكناwe held مارِنَthe pliant nose-tip of الدُنياthe world بِوَقتٍfor a time
مَلَكنا مارِنَ الدُنيا بِوَقتٍ
فَلَمbut not نُحسِنwe did well عَلىover الدُنياthe world القِياماgoverning
فَلَم نُحسِن عَلى الدُنيا القِياما
We held the world by its pliant nose for a time,
But did not govern the world well.
طَلَعناwe emerged وَهيَwhile it was مُقبِلَةٌapproaching أُسوداًas lions
طَلَعنا وَهيَ مُقبِلَةٌ أُسوداً
وَرُحناand we departed وَهيَwhile it was مُدبِرَةٌturning away نَعاماas ostriches
وَرُحنا وَهيَ مُدبِرَةٌ نَعاما
We came forth as lions while it came toward us,
And went away as ostriches when it turned its back.
وَليناwe took charge of الأَمرَaffairs حِزباًa party بَعدَafter حِزبٍa party
وَلينا الأَمرَ حِزباً بَعدَ حِزبٍ
فَلَمyet not نَكُwe were مُصلِحينَreformers وَلاnor كِراماnoble men
فَلَم نَكُ مُصلِحينَ وَلا كِراما
We took charge, party after party,
Yet were neither reformers nor noble men.
جَعَلناwe made الحُكمَgovernment تَولِيَةًappointment وَعَزلاًand dismissal
جَعَلنا الحُكمَ تَولِيَةً وَعَزلاً
وَلَمand not نَعدُwe went beyond الجَزاءَreward وَالاِنتِقاماand revenge
وَلَم نَعدُ الجَزاءَ وَالاِنتِقاما
We made government appointments and dismissals,
And went no further than reward and revenge.
وَسُسناand we governed الأَمرَaffairs حينَwhen خَلاwere left exclusively إِلَيناto us
وَسُسنا الأَمرَ حينَ خَلا إِلَينا
بِأَهواءِby the whims of النُفوسِsouls فَماso not اِستَقاماran straight
بِأَهواءِ النُفوسِ فَما اِستَقاما
And we governed affairs, once they were left to us,
By the whims of souls, so they did not run straight.
إِذاif التَصريحُthe declaration كانَwas بِراحَmanifest كُفرٍunbelief
إِذا التَصريحُ كانَ بِراحَ كُفرٍ
فَلِمthen why? جُنَّwent mad الرِجالُthe men بِهِover it غَراماin love
فَلِم جُنَّ الرِجالُ بِهِ غَراما
If the declaration was outright unbelief,
Then why did men go mad with love for it?
وَكَيفَand how? يَكونُcan it be فيin أَيدٍhands حَلالاًlawful
وَكَيفَ يَكونُ في أَيدٍ حَلالاً
وَفيand in أُخرىother مِنَamong الأَيديthe hands حَراماunlawful
وَفي أُخرى مِنَ الأَيدي حَراما
And how can it be lawful in some hands,
Yet unlawful in other hands?
وَماand not أَدرىI know غَداةَon the morning سُقيتُموهُyou were given it to drink
وَما أَدرى غَداةَ سُقيتُموهُ
أَتِرياقاًan antidote? سُقيتُمُyou were given to drink أَمor سِماماdeadly poison
أَتِرياقاً سُقيتُمُ أَم سِماما
And I do not know, when you were given it to drink that morning,
Whether you were given an antidote or deadly poison.
شَهيدَO martyr of الحَقِّtruth قُمrise تَرَهُsee it يَتيماًorphaned
شَهيدَ الحَقِّ قُم تَرَهُ يَتيماً
بِأَرضٍin a land ضُيِّعَتwere neglected فيهاin it اليَتامىthe orphans
بِأَرضٍ ضُيِّعَت فيها اليَتامى
Martyr of truth, rise and see it orphaned
In a land where orphans have been forsaken.
أَقامَit dwelt عَلىon الشِفاهِthe lips بِهاin it غَريباًas a stranger
أَقامَ عَلى الشِفاهِ بِها غَريباً
وَمَرَّand it passed عَلىover القُلوبِthe hearts فَماbut not أَقاماit stayed
وَمَرَّ عَلى القُلوبِ فَما أَقاما
There it dwelt upon lips as a stranger,
And passed over hearts, but did not stay.
سَقِمتَyou fell ill فَلَمso not تَبِتspent the night نَفسٌa soul بِخَيرٍin well-being
سَقِمتَ فَلَم تَبِت نَفسٌ بِخَيرٍ
كَأَنَّas though بِمُهجَةِin the lifeblood of الوَطَنِthe homeland السَقاماillness
كَأَنَّ بِمُهجَةِ الوَطَنِ السَقاما
You fell ill, and no soul spent the night well,
As though illness lay in the homeland's lifeblood.
وَلَمand not أَرَI saw مِثلَthe like of نَعشِكَyour bier إِذwhen تَهادىit glided along
وَلَم أَرَ مِثلَ نَعشِكَ إِذ تَهادى
فَغَطّىso it covered الأَرضَthe earth وَاِنتَظَمَand gathered الأَناماall humankind
فَغَطّى الأَرضَ وَاِنتَظَمَ الأَناما
And I have never seen the like of your bier as it glided along,
Covering the earth and gathering all humankind.
تَحَمَّلَit bore هِمَّةًresolve وَأَقَلَّand carried ديناًfaith
تَحَمَّلَ هِمَّةً وَأَقَلَّ ديناً
وَضَمَّand embraced مُروءَةًnobility وَحَوىand held زِماماthe reins
وَضَمَّ مُروءَةً وَحَوى زِماما
It bore resolve and carried faith,
Embraced nobility and held the reins.
وَماand not أَنساكَI forget you فيat العِشرينَtwenty لَمّاwhen
وَما أَنساكَ في العِشرينَ لَمّا
طَلَعتَyou rose حِيالَهاbefore it قَمَراًas a moon تَماماfull
طَلَعتَ حِيالَها قَمَراً تَماما
And I cannot forget you at twenty, when
You rose before it as a full moon.
يُشارُpeople point إِلَيكَto you فيin الناديthe gathering وَتُرمىand you are targeted
يُشارُ إِلَيكَ في النادي وَتُرمى
بِعَينَيby the two eyes of مَنwhoever أَحَبَّloved وَمَنand whoever تَعامىfeigned blindness
بِعَينَي مَن أَحَبَّ وَمَن تَعامى
You are pointed out in the gathering, and targeted
By the eyes of those who love and those who feign blindness.
إِذاwhen جِئتَyou came to المَنابِرَthe pulpits كُنتَyou were قُسّاًQuss
إِذا جِئتَ المَنابِرَ كُنتَ قُسّاً
إِذاwhen هُوَhe فيin عُكاظَUkaz عَلاmounted السَناماthe camel's hump
إِذا هُوَ في عُكاظَ عَلا السَناما
When you came to the pulpits, you were Quss,
When he mounted the camel's hump at Ukaz.
وَأَنتَand you أَلَذُّmore delightful لِلحَقِّfor truth اِهتِزازاًin exultation
وَأَنتَ أَلَذُّ لِلحَقِّ اِهتِزازاً
وَأَلطَفُand gentler حينَwhen تَنطِقُهُyou utter it اِبتِساماin smiling
وَأَلطَفُ حينَ تَنطِقُهُ اِبتِساما
And your ardor for truth is more delightful,
And your smile gentler when you utter it.
وَتَحمُلُand you bear فيin أَديمِthe skin of الحَقِّtruth وَجهاًa face
وَتَحمُلُ في أَديمِ الحَقِّ وَجهاً
صُراحاًfrank and open لَيسَnot يَتَّخِذُit adopts اللِثاماthe veil
صُراحاً لَيسَ يَتَّخِذُ اللِثاما
And in the skin of truth you bear a face
Frank and open, never wearing a veil.
أَتَذكُرُdo you remember? قَبلَbefore هَذاthis الجيلِthe generation جيلاًa generation
أَتَذكُرُ قَبلَ هَذا الجيلِ جيلاً
سَهِرناwe kept watch عَنin place of مُعَلِّمِهِمtheir teacher وَناماand he slept
سَهِرنا عَن مُعَلِّمِهِم وَناما
Do you remember a generation before this one,
Whose teacher slept while we kept watch in his stead?
مِهارُcolts of الحَقِّtruth بَغَّضَناwe made hateful إِلَيهِمto them
مِهارُ الحَقِّ بَغَّضَنا إِلَيهِم
شَكيمَthe bit of القَيصَرِيَّةِimperial rule وَاللِجاماand the bridle
شَكيمَ القَيصَرِيَّةِ وَاللِجاما
Colts of truth—we made them hate
The bit and bridle of imperial rule.
لِواؤُكَyour banner (Liwa) كانَwas يَسقيهِمgiving them drink بِجامٍfrom a goblet
لِواؤُكَ كانَ يَسقيهِم بِجامٍ
وَكانَand was الشِعرُpoetry بَينَbetween يَدَيَّmy two hands جاماa goblet
وَكانَ الشِعرُ بَينَ يَدَيَّ جاما
Your Liwa gave them drink from a goblet,
And poetry was a goblet in my hands.
مِنَof الوَطَنِيَّةِpatriotism اِستَبقَواthey preserved رَحيقاًa pure wine
مِنَ الوَطَنِيَّةِ اِستَبقَوا رَحيقاً
فَضَضناwe broke عَنfrom مُعَتِّقِهاits aged wine الخِتاماthe seal
فَضَضنا عَن مُعَتِّقِها الخِتاما
Of patriotism they preserved a pure wine,
We broke the seal on its aged wine.
غَرَسناwe planted كَرمَهاits vines فَزَكاso it flourished أُصولاًin roots
غَرَسنا كَرمَها فَزَكا أُصولاً
بِكُلِّin every قَرارَةٍhollow وَزَكاand grew pure مُداماas wine
بِكُلِّ قَرارَةٍ وَزَكا مُداما
We planted its vines, and their roots flourished
In every hollow, and their wine grew pure.
جَمَعتَهُمُyou gathered them عَلىto نَبَراتِthe tones of صَوتٍa voice
جَمَعتَهُمُ عَلى نَبَراتِ صَوتٍ
كَنَفخِlike the blowing of الصورِthe Trumpet حَرَّكَتِthey stirred الرِجاماthe stones
كَنَفخِ الصورِ حَرَّكَتِ الرِجاما
You gathered them to the tones of a voice
That, like the Trumpet's blast, set the stones in motion.
لَكَyours الخُطَبُthe speeches الَّتيwhich غَصَّchoked الأَعاديthe enemies
لَكَ الخُطَبُ الَّتي غَصَّ الأَعادي
بِسَورَتِهاwith their vehemence وَساغَتand went down smoothly لِلنُدامىfor drinking companions
بِسَورَتِها وَساغَت لِلنُدامى
Yours were the speeches that made enemies choke
On their vehemence, yet went down smoothly for drinking companions.
فَكانَتso they were فيin مَرارَتِهاtheir bitterness زَئيراًa lion's roar
فَكانَت في مَرارَتِها زَئيراً
وَكانَتand they were فيin حَلاوَتِهاtheir sweetness بُغاماa gazelle's call
وَكانَت في حَلاوَتِها بُغاما
So in their bitterness they were a roar,
And in their sweetness, a gazelle's gentle call.
بِكَthrough you الوَطَنِيَّةُpatriotism اِعتَدَلَتstood upright وَكانَتand it had been
بِكَ الوَطَنِيَّةُ اِعتَدَلَت وَكانَت
حَديثاًa tale مِنof خُرافَةٍfantasy أَوor مَناماa dream
حَديثاً مِن خُرافَةٍ أَو مَناما
Through you patriotism stood upright, though it had been
A fanciful tale or a dream.
بَنَيتَyou built قَضِيَّةَthe cause of الأَوطانِhomelands مِنهاfrom it
بَنَيتَ قَضِيَّةَ الأَوطانِ مِنها
وَصَيَّرتَand you made الجَلاءَwithdrawal لَهاfor it دِعاماa pillar
وَصَيَّرتَ الجَلاءَ لَها دِعاما
From it you built the cause of homelands,
And made withdrawal its supporting pillar.
هَزَزتَyou stirred بَنيthe sons of الزَمانِthe age بِهِwith it صَبِيّاًas a child
هَزَزتَ بَني الزَمانِ بِهِ صَبِيّاً
وَرُعتَand you awed بِهِwith it بَنيthe sons of الدُنياthe world غُلاماas a youth
وَرُعتَ بِهِ بَني الدُنيا غُلاما
As a child, you stirred the sons of the age with it,
And as a youth, you awed the sons of the world with it.
Sol 6.1