ياO مُظلمdarkened الروحthe spirit كَمhow greatly تَشقىyou suffer عَلىin حَرقburning anguish
يا مُظلم الروح كَم تَشقى عَلى حَرق
مِماfrom what يُكابدendures مِنكَfrom you القَلبthe heart وَالرُوحand the spirit
مِما يُكابد مِنكَ القَلب وَالرُوح
O you of darkened spirit, how greatly you suffer in burning anguish
O soul in darkness, how much agony you suffer from burning,
from what the heart and spirit endure at your hands.
Which the heart and spirit endure from you,
هَدىguidance بِجَنبيكَwithin your sides مَذبوحslaughtered يَحفsurrounds بِهِaround it
هَدى بِجَنبيكَ مَذبوح يَحف بِهِ
فيin عالمthe realm الصَدرthe breast قَلبa heart مِنكَof yours مَذبوحslaughtered
في عالم الصَدر قَلب مِنكَ مَذبوح
Guidance lies slaughtered within your sides; encircling it
Slaughtered next to you, embraced by
in the breast's realm is a slaughtered heart of yours.
A slaughtered heart from you in the world of the chest.
مَضىwent onward بِكَwith you العَقلreason لَمdid not تَسعَدyou find happiness بِهِthrough it أَثَراًa trace
مَضى بِكَ العَقل لَم تَسعَد بِهِ أَثَراً
وَاِعتادَكَand kept returning to you الشَكdoubt إِذwhen ضاقَتgrew narrow بِكَaround you السوحthe open spaces
وَاِعتادَكَ الشَك إِذ ضاقَت بِكَ السوح
Reason bore you onward; through it you found not a trace of joy.
Reason has gone with you, not prospering from it at all,
And doubt haunted you when the open spaces closed in around you.
And doubt has become accustomed to you when hopes were frustrated.
وَظَللتand you remained فيon الأَرضthe earth مَأخوذbewildered فَلاso neither ظَفرتgained possession
وَظَللت في الأَرض مَأخوذ فَلا ظَفرت
بِكَof you الدِيارthe dwellings وَلاnor اِستَولىtook control بِكَof you اللوحthe Tablet
بِكَ الدِيار وَلا اِستَولى بِكَ اللوح
And you remained on earth, bewildered: neither claimed
And you remained on earth taken, so you did not triumph,
by the dwellings nor mastered by the Tablet.
The homelands did not master you, nor the tablet.
معلقاًsuspended فيin يَدthe hand الأَيامthe days مطرحاًcast aside
معلقاً في يَد الأَيام مطرحاً
فيin هامشthe margin الغَيبthe unseen لاneither عِيسىJesus وَلاnor نوحNoah
في هامش الغَيب لا عِيسى وَلا نوح
Suspended in the hand of days, cast aside
Suspended by the hands of days, discarded
in the margin of the unseen—neither Jesus nor Noah.
On the margin of the unknown, neither Jesus nor Noah.
وَدَعتI bade farewell to أَمسyesterday يَقينيmy certainty فيin مودأةa grave
وَدَعت أَمس يَقيني في مودأة
غَبراءdust-gray تَعصفrages فيin أَعماقِهاits depths الريحthe wind
غَبراء تَعصف في أَعماقِها الريح
Yesterday I bade farewell to my certainty in a grave,
And yesterday my faith left me in a
dust-gray, with the wind raging in its depths.
Dusty affection, in whose depths the winds roar.
تَكَسَرَتshattered شَمسthe sun دُنياthe world القَلبthe heart وَاِنطَفَأَتand went out
تَكَسَرَت شَمس دُنيا القَلب وَاِنطَفَأَت
فيin عالمthe realm الروحthe spirit نَفسيmy soul المَصابيحthe lamps
في عالم الروح نَفسي المَصابيح
The sun of the heart's world shattered, and out went
The sun of the heart's world was shattered and extinguished
the lamps in the spirit's realm, O my soul.
In the world of the soul, my lamps.
وَيَحيwoe to me وَوَيحand woe to الهُدىguidance المَقبورburied لَيسَthere is no لَهُfor it
وَيَحي وَوَيح الهُدى المَقبور لَيسَ لَهُ
رَجعيreturn وَقَدand already أَوغَلتI plunged deep فيinto التَباريحthe torments
رَجعي وَقَد أَوغَلت في التَباريح
Woe to me, and woe to buried guidance! For it there is no
And the buried guiding light still lives and laments, it has
return, while I have plunged deep into torments.
No return, for it went too deep in the darkness.
لاnot أَعرفI know اليَومtoday إِلّاexcept أَنَّهthat it is لِغَدfor tomorrow
لا أَعرف اليَوم إِلّا أَنَّه لِغَد
بابa door تَمرpasses عَلىover مغلاقهits bolt يوحYuh (the sun)
باب تَمر عَلى مغلاقه يوح
I know of today only that, for tomorrow, it is
Today I know nothing but that tomorrow
a door across whose bolt Yuh, the sun, passes.
Is a gate that sealed shutters pass through.
Sol 6.1