رَمَضانُRamadan وَلّىhas departed هاتِهاbring her ياO ساقيcupbearer
رَمَضانُ وَلّى هاتِها يا ساقي
مُشتاقَةًyearning تَسعىshe hastens إِلىto مُشتاقِone who yearns
مُشتاقَةً تَسعى إِلى مُشتاقِ
Ramadan has gone; bring her, O cupbearer,
yearning, she hastens to one who yearns.
ماhow كانَwas أَكثَرَهُlong it was عَلىfor أُلّافِهاher devotees
ما كانَ أَكثَرَهُ عَلى أُلّافِها
وَأَقَلَّهُand how brief it was فيin طاعَةِobedience to الخَلّاقِthe Creator
وَأَقَلَّهُ في طاعَةِ الخَلّاقِ
How long it seemed to her devotees,
and how brief in worship of the Creator!
اللَهُGod غَفّارُever-forgiving of الذُنوبِsins جَميعِهاall of them
اللَهُ غَفّارُ الذُنوبِ جَميعِها
إِنif كانَwere ثَمَّthere مِنَof الذُنوبِsins بَواقيremnants
إِن كانَ ثَمَّ مِنَ الذُنوبِ بَواقي
God forgives all sins,
if any sins remain.
بِالأَمسِyesterday قَدindeed كُنّاwe were سَجينَيtwo prisoners of طاعَةٍdevotion
بِالأَمسِ قَد كُنّا سَجينَي طاعَةٍ
وَاليَومَand today مَنَّhas favored العيدُEid بِالإِطلاقِwith release
وَاليَومَ مَنَّ العيدُ بِالإِطلاقِ
Yesterday we were both prisoners of devotion;
today Eid has granted us release.
ضَحِكَتshe smiled إِلَيَّat me مِنَfrom السُرورِjoy وَلَمand has not تَزَلceased to be
ضَحِكَت إِلَيَّ مِنَ السُرورِ وَلَم تَزَل
بِنتُdaughter of الكُرومِthe vines كَريمَةَnoble in الأَعراقِancestry
بِنتُ الكُرومِ كَريمَةَ الأَعراقِ
She smiled at me in delight, and has always been—
the daughter of the vines—of noble stock.
هاتِbring اِسقِنيهاgive her to me to drink غَيرَnot ذاتِhaving عَواقِبٍill consequences
هاتِ اِسقِنيها غَيرَ ذاتِ عَواقِبٍ
حَتّىuntil نُراعَwe are startled لِصَيحَةِby the cry of الصَفّاقِthe cock
حَتّى نُراعَ لِصَيحَةِ الصَفّاقِ
Bring her; pour her for me, with no ill consequences,
until the cock's cry startles us.
صِرفاًunmixed مُسَلَّطَةَunrestrained in الشُعاعِradiance كَأَنَّماas though
صِرفاً مُسَلَّطَةَ الشُعاعِ كَأَنَّما
مِنfrom وَجنَتَيكَyour two cheeks تُدارُshe is passed around وَالأَحداقِand the eyes
مِن وَجنَتَيكَ تُدارُ وَالأَحداقِ
Unmixed, her radiance unleashed, as though
she were passed around from your cheeks and eyes.
حَمراءَred أَوor صَفراءَyellow إِنَّindeed كَريمَهاher finest
حَمراءَ أَو صَفراءَ إِنَّ كَريمَها
كَالغيدِlike graceful women كُلُّeach مَليحَةٍbeautiful one بِمَذاقِwith a savor
كَالغيدِ كُلُّ مَليحَةٍ بِمَذاقِ
Red or yellow—her finest is
like graceful women: each beauty has her own savor.
وَحَذارِand beware مِنof دَمِهاher blood الزَكِيِّpure تُريقُهُyou spill it
وَحَذارِ مِن دَمِها الزَكِيِّ تُريقُهُ
يَكفيكَsuffices you ياO قاسيcruel one دَمُblood of العُشّاقِthe lovers
يَكفيكَ يا قاسي دَمُ العُشّاقِ
And beware of spilling her pure blood;
the lovers' blood is enough for you, cruel one.
لاdo not تَسقِنيgive me to drink إِلّاexcept دِهاقاًbrimming إِنَّنيindeed I
لا تَسقِني إِلّا دِهاقاً إِنَّني
أُسقىam given to drink بِكَأسٍfrom a cup فيin الهُمومِsorrows دِهاقِbrimming
أُسقى بِكَأسٍ في الهُمومِ دِهاقِ
Serve me only a brimming cup, for I
am served a cup brimming with sorrows.
فَلَعَلَّso perhaps سُلطانَpower of المُدامَةِwine مُخرِجيwill deliver me
فَلَعَلَّ سُلطانَ المُدامَةِ مُخرِجي
مِنfrom عالَمٍa world لَمdid not يَحوِcontain غَيرَother than نِفاقِhypocrisy
مِن عالَمٍ لَم يَحوِ غَيرَ نِفاقِ
So perhaps the power of wine will deliver me
from a world that holds nothing but hypocrisy.
وَطَنيmy homeland أَسِفتُI grieved عَلَيكَfor you فيat عيدِfeast of المَلاthe people
وَطَني أَسِفتُ عَلَيكَ في عيدِ المَلا
وَبَكَيتُand I wept مِنfrom وَجدٍanguish وَمِنand from إِشفاقِconcern
وَبَكَيتُ مِن وَجدٍ وَمِن إِشفاقِ
My homeland, I grieved for you at the people's feast,
and wept from anguish and concern.
لاno عيدَfeast ليfor me حَتّىuntil أَراكَI see you بِأُمَّةٍwith a nation
لا عيدَ لي حَتّى أَراكَ بِأُمَّةٍ
شَمّاءَproud راوِيَةٍwell-watered مِنَwith الأَخلاقِmoral virtues
شَمّاءَ راوِيَةٍ مِنَ الأَخلاقِ
There is no feast for me until I see you with a nation
proud and steeped in moral virtue.
ذَهَبَare gone الكِرامُthe noble الجامِعونَunited لِأَمرِهِمin their purpose
ذَهَبَ الكِرامُ الجامِعونَ لِأَمرِهِم
وَبَقيتُand I remained فيamong خَلَفٍsuccessors بِغَيرِwithout خَلاقِmoral worth
وَبَقيتُ في خَلَفٍ بِغَيرِ خَلاقِ
The noble men, united in their purpose, are gone,
and I remain among successors without virtue.
أَيَظَلُّwill ... continue? بَعضُهُمُsome of them لِبَعضٍtoward others خاذِلاًletting down
أَيَظَلُّ بَعضُهُمُ لِبَعضٍ خاذِلاً
وَيُقالُand it is said شَعبٌa people فيin الحَضارَةِcivilization راقيadvanced
وَيُقالُ شَعبٌ في الحَضارَةِ راقي
Will they keep abandoning one another,
yet be called a people advanced in civilization?
وَإِذاand when أَرادَwills اللَهُGod إِشقاءَbringing misery upon القُرىthe towns
وَإِذا أَرادَ اللَهُ إِشقاءَ القُرى
جَعَلَHe makes الهُداةَthe guides بِهاin them دُعاةَpreachers of شِقاقِdiscord
جَعَلَ الهُداةَ بِها دُعاةَ شِقاقِ
And when God wills misery for towns,
He makes their guides preachers of discord.
العيدُEid بَينَbetween يَدَيكَyour two hands ياO اِبنَson of مُحَمَّدٍMuhammad
العيدُ بَينَ يَدَيكَ يا اِبنَ مُحَمَّدٍ
نَثَرَhas scattered السُعودَgood fortunes حُلىًas jewels عَلىacross الآفاقِthe horizons
نَثَرَ السُعودَ حُلىً عَلى الآفاقِ
Eid stands before you, O son of Muhammad,
having scattered good fortune as jewels across the horizons.
وَأَتىand it came يُقَبِّلُkissing راحَتَيكَyour two palms وَيَرتَجيand hoping
وَأَتى يُقَبِّلُ راحَتَيكَ وَيَرتَجي
أَنthat لايَفوتَكُماmay not elude you both الزَمانَthroughout time تَلاقِa meeting
أَن لايَفوتَكُما الزَمانَ تَلاقِ
It came to kiss your palms, hoping
that through all time you two may never miss a meeting.
قابَلتُهُI greeted it بِسُعودِwith the good fortune of وَجهِكَyour face وَالسَناand radiance
قابَلتُهُ بِسُعودِ وَجهِكَ وَالسَنا
فَاِزدادَso it increased مِنin يُمنٍauspiciousness وَمِنand in إِشراقِbrilliance
فَاِزدادَ مِن يُمنٍ وَمِن إِشراقِ
I greeted it with your face's good fortune and radiance,
so it grew in auspiciousness and brilliance.
فَاِهنَأso rejoice بِطالِعِهِin its advent السَعيدِhappy يَزينُهُadorns it
فَاِهنَأ بِطالِعِهِ السَعيدِ يَزينُهُ
عيدُfeast of الفَقيرِthe poor man وَلَيلَةُand the night of الأَرزاقِprovisions
عيدُ الفَقيرِ وَلَيلَةُ الأَرزاقِ
So rejoice in its happy advent, adorned by
the poor man's feast and the night of bounty.
يَتَنَزَّلُdescend الأَجرانِthe two rewards فيon صُبحَيهِماtheir two mornings
يَتَنَزَّلُ الأَجرانِ في صُبحَيهِما
جَزلَينِboth abundant عَنfor صَومٍfasting وَعَنand for إِنفاقِgiving
جَزلَينِ عَن صَومٍ وَعَن إِنفاقِ
The two rewards descend on their two mornings,
both abundant, for fasting and for giving.
إِنّيindeed I أُجِلُّdeem too noble عَنِfor القِتالِwarfare سَرائِريmy innermost thoughts
إِنّي أُجِلُّ عَنِ القِتالِ سَرائِري
إِلّاexcept قِتالَthe fight against البُؤسِmisery وَالإِملاقِand destitution
إِلّا قِتالَ البُؤسِ وَالإِملاقِ
I deem my innermost thoughts too noble for warfare,
except the fight against misery and destitution.
وَأَرىand I see سُمومَpoisons of العالَمينَhumankind كَثيرَةًmany
وَأَرى سُمومَ العالَمينَ كَثيرَةً
وَأَرىand I see التَعاوُنَcooperation أَنجَعَthe most effective التِرياقِantidote
وَأَرى التَعاوُنَ أَنجَعَ التِرياقِ
And I see that humankind's poisons are many,
and see cooperation as the most effective antidote.
قَسَمَتshe divided بَنيهاher children وَاِستَبَدَّتand tyrannized فَوقَهُمover them
قَسَمَت بَنيها وَاِستَبَدَّت فَوقَهُم
دُنياa world تَعُقُّbetrays لَئيمَةُbase in الميثاقِthe covenant
دُنيا تَعُقُّ لَئيمَةُ الميثاقِ
She divided her children and tyrannized over them—
a world that betrays them, base in its covenant.
وَاللَهُand God أَتعَبَهاhas worn her down وَضَلَّلَand foiled كَيدَهاher schemes
وَاللَهُ أَتعَبَها وَضَلَّلَ كَيدَها
مِنfrom راحَتَيكَyour two palms بِوابِلٍwith a downpour غَيداقِcopious
مِن راحَتَيكَ بِوابِلٍ غَيداقِ
And God has worn her down and foiled her schemes
with a copious downpour from your palms,
يَأسوheals جِراحَthe wounds of اليائِسينَthe despairing مِنَamong الوَرىhumankind
يَأسو جِراحَ اليائِسينَ مِنَ الوَرى
وَيُساعِدُand sustains الأَنفاسَbreaths فيin الأَرماقِlife's last remnants
وَيُساعِدُ الأَنفاسَ في الأَرماقِ
healing the wounds of the despairing among humankind
and sustaining breath in the last flickers of life.
بَلَغَattained الكِرامُthe noble المَجدَglory حينَwhen جَرَواthey raced لَهُtoward it
بَلَغَ الكِرامُ المَجدَ حينَ جَرَوا لَهُ
بِسَوابِقٍon swift steeds وَبَلَغتَهُand you attained it بِبُراقِon Buraq
بِسَوابِقٍ وَبَلَغتَهُ بِبُراقِ
The noble attained glory when they raced toward it
on swift steeds; you attained it on Buraq.
وَرَأَواand they saw غُبارَكَyour dust فيin السُهاal-Suha وَتَراكَضواand raced one another
وَرَأَوا غُبارَكَ في السُها وَتَراكَضوا
مَنwho لِلنُجومِfor the stars وَمَنand who لَهُمfor them بِلَحاقِwith a means of catching up
مَن لِلنُجومِ وَمَن لَهُم بِلَحاقِ
They saw your dust at al-Suha and raced one another—
who can reach the stars, and who can help them catch up?
مَولايَmy lord طِلبَةُwish of مِصرَEgypt أَنthat تَبقىyou remain لَهاfor her
مَولايَ طِلبَةُ مِصرَ أَن تَبقى لَها
فَإِذاfor if بَقيتَyou remain فَكُلُّthen every خَيرٍgood thing باقِremains
فَإِذا بَقيتَ فَكُلُّ خَيرٍ باقِ
My lord, Egypt's wish is that you remain hers,
for if you remain, every good thing remains.
سَبَقَhas outstripped القَريضُverse إِلَيكَto you كُلَّevery مُهَنِّئٍwell-wisher
سَبَقَ القَريضُ إِلَيكَ كُلَّ مُهَنِّئٍ
مِنfrom شاعِرٍa poet مُتَفَرِّدٍunrivaled سَبّاقِever in the lead
مِن شاعِرٍ مُتَفَرِّدٍ سَبّاقِ
Verse has raced to you ahead of every well-wisher,
from an unrivaled poet, ever in the lead,
لَمhas not يَدَّخِرstored up إِلّاexcept رِضاكَyour approval وَلاnor اِقتَنىacquired
لَم يَدَّخِر إِلّا رِضاكَ وَلا اِقتَنى
إِلّاexcept وَلاءَكَloyalty to you أَنفَسَthe most precious of الأَعلاقِtreasures
إِلّا وَلاءَكَ أَنفَسَ الأَعلاقِ
who has stored up nothing but your approval, nor acquired
anything but loyalty to you, the most precious of treasures.
إِنَّindeed القُلوبَthe hearts وَأَنتَand you مِلءُthe fullness of صَميمِهاtheir innermost core
إِنَّ القُلوبَ وَأَنتَ مِلءُ صَميمِها
بَعَثَتhave sent تَهانيهاtheir good wishes مِنَfrom الأَعماقِthe depths
بَعَثَت تَهانيها مِنَ الأَعماقِ
Indeed, the hearts—whose innermost core you fill—
have sent their good wishes from the depths.
وَأَناand I الفَتىthe youth الطائِيُّof Tayyi فيكَin your praise وَهَذِهِand these
وَأَنا الفَتى الطائِيُّ فيكَ وَهَذِهِ
كَلِميmy words هَزَزتُI stirred بِهاwith them أَباAbu (father of) إِسحاقِIshaq
كَلِمي هَزَزتُ بِها أَبا إِسحاقِ
And I am, in your praise, the Ta'i youth, and these
are my words, with which I stirred Abu Ishaq.
Sol 6.1