لا زالَ مجدُكَ للسماكِ رسيلا

لا زالَ مجدُكَ للسماكِ رسيلا

وعلوُّ مجدِكَ بالخلودِ كفيلا

وعلوُّ مجدِكَ بالخلودِ كفيلا

May your glory never cease to be al-Simak's peer,

Your glory still ascends to the heavens

And your glory's loftiness be a guarantor of immortality.

And the loftiness of your glory is guaranteed eternity

يا غُرَّةَ الزمنِ البهيمِ إذا غدا

يا غُرَّةَ الزمنِ البهيمِ إذا غدا

أهلُ العُلى لزمانِهِم تحجيلا

أهلُ العُلى لزمانِهِم تحجيلا

O white forehead-blaze of the dark age, when

O gem of the brutal age, when it comes

The eminent become white markings on their age's legs.

The exalted ones glorify their time

يا زائراً مَدَّت سحائبُ طَوْلِهِ

يا زائراً مَدَّت سحائبُ طَوْلِهِ

ظِلاًّ عليَّ من الجمالِ ظليلا

ظِلاًّ عليَّ من الجمالِ ظليلا

O visitor, the clouds of whose bounty have spread

O visitor, whose long clouds have extended

A deep, sheltering shade of beauty over me,

A shade over me, made from beauty, a little shade

وأتت بصَوْبِ جواهرٍ من لفظهِ

وأتت بصَوْبِ جواهرٍ من لفظهِ

حتَّى انْتَظَمْنَ لمفرقي إكليلا

حتَّى انْتَظَمْنَ لمفرقي إكليلا

And brought a shower of jewels from his speech,

And brought towards me gems of his words

Until they formed a crown upon my head.

That were strung into a garland crowning my temples

بأبي وغيرِ أبي هلالٌ نُورُهُ

بأبي وغيرِ أبي هلالٌ نُورُهُ

يستعجِلُ التسبيحَ والتهليلا

يستعجِلُ التسبيحَ والتهليلا

My father—and more than my father—be ransom for a crescent whose light

By my father and others besides my father, a crescent whose light

Hastens glorification of God and proclamations of His oneness.

Hastens to glorify and extol

نقشتْ حوافرُ طرْفهِ في عرصتي

نقشتْ حوافرُ طرْفهِ في عرصتي

نقشاً محوت رسومه تقبيلا

نقشاً محوت رسومه تقبيلا

His steed's hooves engraved in my courtyard

His gaze engraved on my courtyard

A pattern whose traces I erased with kisses.

An engraving whose forms I erased with a kiss

ولو استطعتُ فرشتُ مسقط خطوِهِ

ولو استطعتُ فرشتُ مسقط خطوِهِ

بجفون عينٍ لا ترى التكحيلا

بجفون عينٍ لا ترى التكحيلا

And had I been able, I would have carpeted where his steps fell

And if I could, I would have carpeted where he stepped

With the lids of an eye that knows no kohl,

With eyelids that see no kohl

ونثرتُ روحي بعدَ ما ملكتْ يدي

ونثرتُ روحي بعدَ ما ملكتْ يدي

وخررتُ بيت يَدَي هواه قتيلا

وخررتُ بيت يَدَي هواه قتيلا

And would have scattered my soul after all my hand possessed,

And I would have scattered my soul after my hands took possession

And fallen slain [between] the hands of love for him.

And fallen at the home of his love, slain