عَظيمُgreat الناسِamong people مَنhe who يَبكيweeps for العِظاماthe great
عَظيمُ الناسِ مَن يَبكي العِظاما
وَيَندُبُهُمand laments them وَلَوand even if كانواthey were عِظاماbones
وَيَندُبُهُم وَلَو كانوا عِظاما
Great among men is he who weeps for the great,
And laments them, even when they are bones.
وَأَكرَمُand more generous مِنthan غَمامٍa raincloud عِندَduring مَحلٍdrought
وَأَكرَمُ مِن غَمامٍ عِندَ مَحلٍ
فَتىًa young man يُحيِrevives بِمِدحَتِهِwith his praise الكِراماthe noble
فَتىً يُحيِ بِمِدحَتِهِ الكِراما
And more generous than a raincloud during drought
Is a young man who revives the noble with his praise.
وَماand what عُذرُexcuse المُقَصِّرِone falling short عَنof جَزاءٍrecompense
وَما عُذرُ المُقَصِّرِ عَن جَزاءٍ
وَماand not يَجزيهُموhe repays them إِلىto (apparently intended: except) كَلاماwords
وَما يَجزيهُمو إِلى كَلاما
And what excuse has one who falls short in recompense,
When he repays them with words alone?
فَهَلso is there مِنany مُبلِغٍmessenger غَليومَGuillaume عَنّيfrom me
فَهَل مِن مُبلِغٍ غَليومَ عَنّي
مَقالاًa message مُرضِياًbefitting ذاكَthat المَقاماthe station
مَقالاً مُرضِياً ذاكَ المَقاما
Will anyone, then, convey to Guillaume from me
A message befitting that station?
رَعاكَmay He guard you اللَهُGod مِنas a مَلِكٍking هُمامٍvaliant
رَعاكَ اللَهُ مِن مَلِكٍ هُمامٍ
تَعَهَّدَtended فيin الثَرىthe earth مَلِكاًa king هُماماvaliant
تَعَهَّدَ في الثَرى مَلِكاً هُماما
May God guard you, valiant king,
Who tended a valiant king beneath the earth.
أَرىI see النِسيانَoblivion أَظمَأَهُmade him thirsty فَلَمّاso when
أَرى النِسيانَ أَظمَأَهُ فَلَمّا
وَقَفتَyou stood بِقَبرِهِat his grave كُنتَyou were الغَماماthe raincloud
وَقَفتَ بِقَبرِهِ كُنتَ الغَماما
I see that oblivion had left him thirsty; so when
You stood at his grave, you were the raincloud.
تُقَرِّبُyou bring near عَهدَهُhis era لِلناسِto people حَتّىuntil
تُقَرِّبُ عَهدَهُ لِلناسِ حَتّى
تَرَكتَyou left الجَليلَthe great man فيin التاريخِhistory عاماa year
تَرَكتَ الجَليلَ في التاريخِ عاما
You bring his era so near to people that
You left the great man only a year back in history.
أَتَدريdo you know أَيَّwhich سُلطانٍsovereign تُحَيّيyou salute
أَتَدري أَيَّ سُلطانٍ تُحَيّي
وَأَيَّand which مُمَلَّكٍcrowned king تُهديyou offer السَلاماgreetings
وَأَيَّ مُمَلَّكٍ تُهدي السَلاما
Do you know which sovereign you salute,
And to which crowned king you offer greetings?
دَعَوتَyou hailed أَجَلَّthe greatest أَهلِpeople of الأَرضِthe earth حَرباًin war
دَعَوتَ أَجَلَّ أَهلِ الأَرضِ حَرباً
وَأَشرَفَهُمand their noblest إِذاwhen سَكَنواthey dwell سَلاماin peace
وَأَشرَفَهُم إِذا سَكَنوا سَلاما
You hailed the greatest of earth's people in war,
And their noblest when they dwell in peace.
وَقَفتَyou stood بِهِbeside him تُذَكِّرُهُreminding him of مُلوكاًkings
وَقَفتَ بِهِ تُذَكِّرُهُ مُلوكاً
تَعَوَّدَhe was accustomed أَنthat يُلاقوهُthey meet him قِياماstanding
تَعَوَّدَ أَن يُلاقوهُ قِياما
You stood beside him, reminding him of kings
Who were wont to meet him standing.
وَكَمand many a time جَمَعَتهُموbrought them together حَربٌa war فَكانواso they were
وَكَم جَمَعَتهُمو حَربٌ فَكانوا
حَدائِدَهاits iron weapons وَكانَand was هُوَhe الحُساماthe keen-edged sword
حَدائِدَها وَكانَ هُوَ الحُساما
And many a war brought them together: they were
Its iron weapons, while he was the keen-edged sword.
كِلامٌwounds لِلبَرِيَّةِfor humanity دامِياتٌbleeding
كِلامٌ لِلبَرِيَّةِ دامِياتٌ
وَأَنتَand you اليَومَtoday مَنthe one who ضَمَدَdressed الكلاماthe wounds
وَأَنتَ اليَومَ مَن ضَمَدَ الكلاما
Humanity had bleeding wounds,
And today you are the one who dressed those wounds.
فَلَمّاso when قُلتَyou said ماwhat قَدhad قُلتَyou said عَنهُabout him
فَلَمّا قُلتَ ما قَد قُلتَ عَنهُ
وَأَسمَعتَand you made hear المَمالِكَthe kingdoms وَالأَناماand humankind
وَأَسمَعتَ المَمالِكَ وَالأَناما
And when you said what you had said about him,
And made the kingdoms and humankind hear,
تَساءَلَتِwondered البَرِيَّةُhumanity وَهيَwhile it was كَلمىwounded
تَساءَلَتِ البَرِيَّةُ وَهيَ كَلمى
أَحُبّاًlove? كانَwas ذاكَthat أَمِor اِنتِقاماrevenge
أَحُبّاً كانَ ذاكَ أَمِ اِنتِقاما
Humanity wondered, wounded as it was:
Was that love, or revenge?
وَأَنتَand you أَجَلُّtoo noble أَنto تُزريcast scorn بِمَيتٍupon a dead man
وَأَنتَ أَجَلُّ أَن تُزري بِمَيتٍ
وَأَنتَand you أَبَرُّtoo kind أَنto تُؤذيharm عِظاماbones
وَأَنتَ أَبَرُّ أَن تُؤذي عِظاما
Yet you are too noble to cast scorn on a dead man,
And you are too kind to harm bones.
فَلَوfor if كانَwere الدَوامُimmortality نَصيبَthe lot of مَلكٍa king
فَلَو كانَ الدَوامُ نَصيبَ مَلكٍ
لَنالَhe would surely have won بِحَدِّby the edge of صارِمِهِhis keen sword الدَواماimmortality
لَنالَ بِحَدِّ صارِمِهِ الدَواما
For had immortality been the lot of any king,
He would surely have won immortality by his keen sword's edge.
Sol 6.1