إِذاif أَنتَyou عادَيتَyou make enemies of الرِجالَmen فَلاقِهِمthen face them
إِذا أَنتَ عادَيتَ الرِجالَ فَلاقِهِم
وَعِرضُكَand your honor عَنfrom غِبِّthe aftermath of الأُمورِaffairs سَليمُunscathed
وَعِرضُكَ عَن غِبِّ الأُمورِ سَليمُ
If you make enemies of men, then face them,
with your honor unscathed by the aftermath of affairs.
وَإِنَّand indeed مَقاديرَthe decrees of الحِمامِdeath إِلىtoward الفَتىthe young man
وَإِنَّ مَقاديرَ الحِمامِ إِلى الفَتى
لَسَوّاقَةٌsurely driving ماwhat لاnot يَخافُhe fears هُمومُtroubles
لَسَوّاقَةٌ ما لا يَخافُ هُمومُ
And indeed, toward a young man, the decrees of death
surely drive troubles he does not fear.
وَقَدand sometimes يَسبِقُoutstrips الجَهلُfolly النُهىreason ثُمَّthen إِنَّهاindeed it
وَقَد يَسبِقُ الجَهلُ النُهى ثُمَّ إِنَّها
تُريعُreturn لِأَصحابِto the possessors of العُقولِintellects حُلومُsound judgments
تُريعُ لِأَصحابِ العُقولِ حُلومُ
And folly may outrun reason; but then
sound judgments return to those endowed with intellect.
وَقَدand sometimes تَزدَريscorns النَفسُthe soul الفَتىthe young man وَهوَthough he is عاقِلٌwise
وَقَد تَزدَري النَفسُ الفَتى وَهوَ عاقِلٌ
وَيُؤفَنُand he is deemed foolish بَعدَafter القَومِthe people وَهوَthough he is حَزيمُprudent
وَيُؤفَنُ بَعدَ القَومِ وَهوَ حَزيمُ
And the soul may scorn a young man though he is wise,
and he is deemed foolish after the others, though prudent.
وَلاand not يَعدِمُlacks الغاويthe wayward man عَلىfor الغَيِّwaywardness لائِماًa reprover
وَلا يَعدِمُ الغاوي عَلى الغَيِّ لائِماً
وَإِنand even if هُوَhe لَمdoes not يُشفِقfeel concern عَلَيهِfor him يَلومُhe reproaches
وَإِن هُوَ لَم يُشفِق عَلَيهِ يَلومُ
And the wayward man never lacks a reprover for his error;
even if he feels no concern for him, he reproaches him.
لَهاit has لَجَبٌa clamor حَولَaround الحِياضِthe watering troughs كَأَنَّهُas though it were
لَها لَجَبٌ حَولَ الحِياضِ كَأَنَّهُ
تَجاوُبُthe answering calls of أَغياثٍrainclouds لَهُنَّthey have هَزيمُrumbling thunder
تَجاوُبُ أَغياثٍ لَهُنَّ هَزيمُ
Its clamor around the watering troughs is like
the answering calls of rainclouds, rumbling with thunder.
Sol 6.1