دارٌa house عَلَيهاupon it وَحشةdesolation وَقتامُand gloom
دارٌ عَلَيها وَحشة وَقتامُ
ذَهَبتcarried away بِرَونَقwith the luster of حُسنِهاits beauty الأَيّامthe days
ذَهَبت بِرَونَق حُسنِها الأَيّام
A house shrouded in desolation and gloom;
A house upon which desolation and darkness have fallen
the days have carried away the luster of its beauty.
The days have taken away its beauty and splendor
كانَتwas بِهاin it شَمسthe sun السَعادةhappiness لَمdid not تَغبset
كانَت بِها شَمس السَعادة لَم تَغب
مِنfrom حَولِهاaround it كُلall البُدورthe full moons قِيامstanding
مِن حَولِها كُل البُدور قِيام
The sun of happiness shone within it and never set;
The sun of happiness that once shone on it has now set
around it stood all the full moons.
While all the houses around it stand tall
سُبحانglory to مَنHim who قرنlinked الخُروجdeparture مِنfrom الحِماthe sanctuary
سُبحان مَن قرن الخُروج مِن الحِما
بِالقَتلwith killing لَماwhen اِستَولَتtook control الحُكامthe rulers
بِالقَتل لَما اِستَولَت الحُكام
Glory to Him who linked departure from the sanctuary
Glory to Him who ordained death as we depart life
with killing, when the rulers took power.
When tyrants assume power and reign
لاnot العَيشlife عَيشlife بَعدَafter سُكانthe dwellers of الحِماthe sanctuary
لا العَيش عَيش بَعدَ سُكان الحِما
كُلاًall of them وَلاand not تِلكَthose الخِيامthe tents خِيامtents
كُلاً وَلا تِلكَ الخِيام خِيام
Life is no life after the sanctuary's dwellers have gone—
Neither life is life after the inhabitants have gone
all of them—nor are those tents still tents.
Nor are those tents, tents anymore
ذَهبdeparted الشَبابyouth فَلاso no أَنيسcompanion بَعدَهُafter it
ذَهب الشَباب فَلا أَنيس بَعدَهُ
وَأَتىand came المُشيبgray hair فَلاso no عَلَيهِupon it سَلامa greeting of peace
وَأَتى المُشيب فَلا عَلَيهِ سَلام
Youth has departed; after it there is no companion;
Youth has departed, and there is no joy left after it
gray hair has come—no greeting of peace upon it.
And old age has come, with no peace upon it
أَوor ماnot تَراهُyou see it فُضةsilver فيin عارِضيmy cheek
أَو ما تَراهُ فُضة في عارِضي
سَبَكتُهُsmelted it فيin نيرانِهاtheir fires الأَيّامthe days
سَبَكتُهُ في نيرانِها الأَيّام
Do you not see it as silver upon my cheek?
Or haven’t you seen the silver in its cheeks
The days have smelted it in their fires.
Which the days have cast into their fires
بيضwhite النُصولthe blades تَجَرَدَتbecame unsheathed مِنfrom جِفنِهاtheir sheath
بيض النُصول تَجَرَدَت مِن جِفنِها
فَعَلىso upon الحَياةlife تَحيةa greeting وَسَلامand peace
فَعَلى الحَياة تَحية وَسَلام
White blades have slipped free of their sheath;
The whites of its eyes have been stripped of their lids
so to life, a greeting and farewell.
So upon life – greetings and peace
فَإِذاso if الحَبيبthe beloved أَساdid wrong بِناto us أَوor أَحسَناdid good
فَإِذا الحَبيب أَسا بِنا أَو أَحسَنا
نَرضىwe are content بِذاكَwith that وَماand no عَلَيهِupon him ملامblame
نَرضى بِذاكَ وَما عَلَيهِ ملام
If the beloved wrongs us or treats us well,
When the beloved wrongs us or does good
we are content with that, and no blame falls upon him.
We accept that and do not blame him
تَرَكواthey made حَلاوةthe sweetness of كُلevery عَيشlife عَلقَماًbitter colocynth
تَرَكوا حَلاوة كُل عَيش عَلقَماً
تَرديdestroys النُفوسthe souls وَتَسقَمand sickens الأَسقامthe illnesses
تَردي النُفوس وَتَسقَم الأَسقام
They made the sweetness of every life bitter colocynth,
They left the sweetness of life bitter
which destroys souls and makes even illnesses sick.
Souls deteriorate and diseases multiply
لَيسَتdoes not تَطيبbecome sweet لَناto us حَياةa life بَعدَهُمafter them
لَيسَت تَطيب لَنا حَياة بَعدَهُم
كانَتwere ضِياءthe light of عَيونِناour eyes الآرامthe white gazelles
كانَت ضِياء عَيونِنا الآرام
No life is sweet to us after them;
Life does not taste good after they have gone
the white gazelles were the light of our eyes.
They were the radiance of our eyes and our tranquility
ماnot كُنتI was أَرضىcontent بِالمَجرةwith the Milky Way مَورِداًa watering place
ما كُنت أَرضى بِالمَجرة مَورِداً
وَظَلالَهاand its shade وَأَحبَتيand my loved ones ماas long as دامواthey remained
وَظَلالَها وَأَحبَتي ما داموا
I would not accept the Milky Way as a watering place,
I would not be satisfied with the shelter as an abode
nor its shade, so long as my loved ones remained.
Its shade and my loved ones as long as they lived
لَيَتَwould that الحَياةَlife تَزولvanishes بَعدafter ذَهابِهُمtheir departure
لَيَتَ الحَياةَ تَزول بَعد ذَهابِهُم
شَطواwent far away فَماso no بَعدَbeyond المرامthe desired goal مَرامa goal
شَطوا فَما بَعدَ المرام مَرام
Would that life would vanish after their departure!
Would that life would cease after their departure
They have gone far away; beyond the desired goal there is no goal.
They went, so what after the goal is a goal
قَصرa palace عَلىupon فَلكthe sphere of السَعادةhappiness شادَهُhe built it
قَصر عَلى فَلك السَعادة شادَهُ
المَنجِكيّal-Manjaki مُحَمَدMuhammad الضرغامthe lion
المَنجِكيّ مُحَمَد الضرغام
A palace upon the sphere of happiness, built by
The palace that the Al-Manjiki, Muhammad Al-Durgham built
Muhammad al-Manjaki, the lion.
On the orbit of happiness has collapsed
فَسَقَتso may it water ضَريحاًa tomb قَدalready حَواهُheld him سَحابةa cloud
فَسَقَت ضَريحاً قَد حَواهُ سَحابة
تَهميpours down عَلَيهِupon him رَحمةmercy وَسَلامand peace
تَهمي عَلَيهِ رَحمة وَسَلام
May a cloud water the tomb that has received him,
And became a tomb covered by a cloud
pouring mercy and peace upon him.
Upon which mercy and peace rain
مَنof آلthe house of منجكManjak طابَwas sweet نَشرthe fragrance of حَديثِهمtheir tale
مَن آل منجك طابَ نَشر حَديثِهم
كَالزَهرlike flowers فيin الأَكمامthe calyxes حَيثwhere أَقامواthey dwelt
كَالزَهر في الأَكمام حَيث أَقاموا
Of the house of Manjak—sweet is the fragrance of their tale,
Those from the Al-Manjiki family, their mention is fragrant
like flowers in their calyxes, wherever they dwelt.
Like flowers in buds wherever they settle
قَومa people صَغيرُهُمtheir youngest كَبيرgreat فيin العُلاeminence
قَوم صَغيرُهُم كَبير في العُلا
يَهوىloves الجَميلwhat is noble وَلَمand did not يَرَعهُdaunt him فِطامweaning
يَهوى الجَميل وَلَم يَرَعهُ فِطام
A people whose youngest is great in eminence,
A people whose young are elders in glory
loving what is noble, undaunted by weaning.
Who love beauty and are not deterred from it even when weaned
قَومa people إِذاwhen رَكِبواthey mounted الجِيادthe steeds لِمَوقفfor a stand
قَوم إِذا رَكِبوا الجِياد لِمَوقف
نَبَتواthey sprang up رَباًhills وَعَلىand above الكِرامthe noble كِرامnoble
نَبَتوا رَباً وَعَلى الكِرام كِرام
A people who, when they mount their steeds for a stand,
A people, if they ride steeds to battle
rise like hills, noble above the noble.
They sprout as lords and the generous among the generous
قَومٌa people إِذاwhen سَلَتwere drawn ذُكورthe virile ones of سُيوفِهمtheir swords
قَومٌ إِذا سَلَت ذُكور سُيوفِهم
قَتلkilled النِساءthe women الهمّanxiety وَالاَوهامand fears
قَتل النِساء الهمّ وَالاَوهام
A people: when their virile swords are drawn,
A people, if the blades of their swords are unleashed
anxiety and fears slay the women.
Sorrow and worries kill women
قَدindeed مَجنيspat me out أَجليmy appointed death وَكُنتُand I was أَرومَهُdesiring it
قَد مَجني أَجلي وَكُنتُ أَرومَهُ
يَومthe day of النَوىseparation إِذاwhen شَطَتwent far away الأَقوامthe peoples
يَوم النَوى إِذا شَطَت الأَقوام
My appointed death has spat me out, though I desired it,
My death which I was aiming for has come upon me
on the day of separation, when the people went far away.
On the day of intention, when people migrate
غَيريothers يُباليcare بِالفَخارabout boasting وَأَنَّنيand that I am
غَيري يُبالي بِالفَخار وَأَنَّني
فَحلthe stallion of الرِجالmen وَرُتبةand rank وَمَقامand station
فَحل الرِجال وَرُتبة وَمَقام
Others care about boasting, whereas I am
Others care about pride while I
the stallion among men, with rank and station.
Am among men, of rank and status
إِذfor منشأيmy upbringing قَدindeed كانَwas تَحتَbeneath سَرادقa canopy
إِذ منشأي قَد كانَ تَحتَ سَرادق
خدّامهاits servants الصَمصامthe keen sword وَالقمقامand the mighty lord
خدّامها الصَمصام وَالقمقام
For I was raised beneath a canopy
For my origin was under a canopy
whose servants were the keen sword and the mighty lord.
Whose servants were the informants and spies
جديmy grandfather الَّذيwho مَلكruled البِلادthe lands بَرَأيِهِby his judgment
جدي الَّذي مَلك البِلاد بَرَأيِهِ
لاnot بِالجُنودby armies الباسلthe valiant البَسامthe smiling
لا بِالجُنود الباسل البَسام
My grandfather, who ruled the lands by his judgment,
My grandfather who ruled the country with his wisdom
not by armies—the valiant, ever-smiling one.
Not with brave armies and swords
قَدonce كانَwas مَملوكاًenslaved وَأَصبَحَand became مالِكاًa sovereign
قَد كانَ مَملوكاً وَأَصبَحَ مالِكاً
كُلall المُلوكthe kings بِبابِهِat his gate خدّامservants
كُل المُلوك بِبابِهِ خدّام
He had been a slave and became a sovereign;
He was a slave and became master
all kings were servants at his gate.
Of all the kings, his doorkeepers
قَدindeed عمرbuilt الخاناتthe caravanserais فيin سُبلthe paths of الهُدىguidance
قَد عمر الخانات في سُبل الهُدى
لَمdid not يَحصِهاcount them صُحفpages وَلاnor أَقلامpens
لَم يَحصِها صُحف وَلا أَقلام
He built caravanserais along the paths of guidance,
He built hospices on the path of guidance
which neither pages nor pens could count.
Uncounted by pages or pens
تِسعاًnine وَتسعيناًand ninety بَناهاhe built them مُخلِصاًsincerely
تِسعاً وَتسعيناً بَناها مُخلِصاً
ذاكَthat الأَميرthe prince المُحسنthe beneficent المنعامthe lavish giver
ذاكَ الأَمير المُحسن المنعام
He built ninety-nine of them in sincere devotion,
Ninety nine of them he built sincerely
that prince, the beneficent, the lavish giver.
That generous, benevolent prince
دارthe house of الأَميرthe prince أَبوfather of المَعاليhigh honors منجكManjak
دار الأَمير أَبو المَعالي منجك
مِنfrom دونbelow بَعضpart of بِنائِهاits structure الأَهرامthe pyramids
مِن دون بَعض بِنائِها الأَهرام
The house of the prince Abu al-Ma'ali Manjak—
The house of Prince Abu Al-Ma’ali Al-Manjiki
the pyramids fall short of even part of its structure.
Among some of his towering buildings
وَلَهُand he has قُصورpalaces شَيِدَتwere raised فَوقabove العُلاthe heights
وَلَهُ قُصور شَيِدَت فَوق العُلا
بَوّابهاtheir gatekeeper الإِجلالreverence وَالاعظامand veneration
بَوّابها الإِجلال وَالاعظام
He has palaces raised above the heights,
And he has palaces built over heights
whose gatekeepers are reverence and veneration,
Guarded by might and greatness
وَمَساجدand mosques قَدalready أُسِسَتwere founded بِيَدby the hand of التُقاpiety
وَمَساجد قَد أُسِسَت بِيَد التُقا
فيهاin them رِجالmen سُجَّدprostrating وَقِيامand standing
فيها رِجال سُجَّد وَقِيام
and mosques founded by the hand of piety,
And mosques founded by the hand of piety
where men prostrate themselves and stand in prayer.
In them, men who prostrate and stand in prayers
ملكa king إِذاwhen أَمsought الضُيوفthe guests جَنابُهُhis presence
ملك إِذا أَم الضُيوف جَنابُهُ
يَدعوcalls القَرىhospitality لِسَبيلِهِto his path الأَنعامthe livestock
يَدعو القَرى لِسَبيلِهِ الأَنعام
A king: when guests seek his presence,
A king who, when guests approach his side
hospitality calls livestock to his path.
Calls villages to provide them with gifts
مَلكa king إِذاwhen سَلَّتwere drawn صَوارمthe sharp swords of جُندِهhis troops
مَلك إِذا سَلَّت صَوارم جُندِه
عِيدانُهاtheir lutes الهنديthe Indian blade وَالصَمصامand the keen sword
عِيدانُها الهندي وَالصَمصام
A king: when his troops' sharp swords are drawn,
A king who, when the blades of his soldiers are unsheathed
their lutes are the Indian blade and the keen sword.
Their handles Indian and Damascene
ملكa king إِذاwhen إِزدَحَمcrowded المُلوكthe kings بِمَوردat a watering place
ملك إِذا إِزدَحَم المُلوك بِمَورد
صَدَرواdeparted لَهُfor him وَقُلوّبهنَّand their hearts أَوامthirst
صَدَروا لَهُ وَقُلوّبهنَّ أَوام
A king: when kings crowd at a watering place,
A king, if kings crowd around a watering place
they yield it to him, their hearts still parched.
They make way for him and their hearts quiver
ملكa king إِذاwhen ضَنَwithheld السَحابthe clouds بِوَبلِهِwith their downpour
ملك إِذا ضَنَ السَحاب بِوَبلِهِ
فاضَتoverflowed بِحارseas مِنfrom يَدَيهِhis two hands سِجامpouring
فاضَت بِحار مِن يَدَيهِ سِجام
A king: when clouds withhold their downpour,
A king, if the clouds stint in sending down their rain
seas pour from his hands in torrents.
Torrents flow from his hands unhindered
إِنif ضَلتlost the way الضيفانthe guests عَنfrom أَبوابِهِhis gates
إِن ضَلت الضيفان عَن أَبوابِهِ
يَهديهمguides them لِسَبيلِهِto his path الإِكرامgenerosity
يَهديهم لِسَبيلِهِ الإِكرام
If guests lose their way to his gates,
If the two guests lose their way to his doors
generosity guides them to his path.
He guides them to the path of his generosity
وَلهاand it has مَواقدhearths مِنfrom لَظىthe blaze of نِيرانهاtheir fires
وَلها مَواقد مِن لَظى نِيرانها
يَدعوcalls بِالسنةwith tongues (likely intended) القُراءhospitality الإِضرامthe blaze
يَدعو بِالسنة القُراء الإِضرام
And it has hearths; from the blaze of their fires,
And it has furnaces whose raging fires
the flames call out in the tongues of hospitality.
Invite the Quran reciters to light
سَجرواthey stoked بِهاتيكin those المَواقدthe hearths عَنبَراًambergris
سَجروا بِهاتيك المَواقد عَنبَراً
إِذwhen أَمطَرواwere showered upon مِنfrom راحَتيهِhis two palms سِجامtorrents
إِذ أَمطَروا مِن راحَتيهِ سِجام
They stoked those hearths with ambergris,
With these furnaces, ambergris they have burned
as torrents from his palms rained upon them.
As they sprinkled from his palm poisoned arrows
تَبّاًperdition لَدُنياناto our world فَكُلfor all صَنيعهاits doing
تَبّاً لَدُنيانا فَكُل صَنيعها
أَبَداًalways شُرورevils وَالسُرورand joy مَنامa dream
أَبَداً شُرور وَالسُرور مَنام
Woe to our world! All its doing
Curse this world, all its makings
is forever evil, and joy is a dream.
Are forever evils and joys, dreams
أَفعالُناour deeds أَفعىa serpent لَناfor us ماwhat is بَينَناamong us
أَفعالُنا أَفعى لَنا ما بَينَنا
تَسعىstrives لِمهلكناfor our destruction وَنَحنُand we are نِيامasleep
تَسعى لِمهلكنا وَنَحنُ نِيام
Our deeds are a serpent in our midst,
Our deeds are vipers between us
striving for our destruction while we sleep.
Seeking our doom while we sleep
ذلَّتwere humbled وَجُوهthe faces of الناسpeople إِذwhen قَعسrecoiled الحجاreason
ذلَّت وَجُوه الناس إِذ قَعس الحجا
وَتَعاظَمَتand grew arrogant سفلthe basest of الرِجالmen وَقامواand rose
وَتَعاظَمَت سفل الرِجال وَقاموا
People's faces were humbled when reason recoiled,
The faces of people have been disgraced as the ignorant rose
and the basest men exalted themselves and rose.
And the lowly became great and stood up
ذَهبdeparted الَّذينthose who يعاشone can live فيin أَكنافِهمtheir shelter
ذَهب الَّذين يعاش في أَكنافِهم
وَبَقيتand I remained فيamong خَلفa later generation هُمthey are الأَنعامthe livestock
وَبَقيت في خَلف هُم الأَنعام
Gone are those in whose shelter one could live,
Those in whose care life was good have gone
and I remain among successors who are cattle.
And in their place are left the cattle
إِنيindeed I لِأَشهَدsurely bear witness إِنَّthat رَبيmy Lord واحدone
إِني لِأَشهَد إِنَّ رَبي واحد
وَنَبيهُand His Prophet لِلمُرسَلينfor the messengers أَمامforemost
وَنَبيهُ لِلمُرسَلين أَمام
I do indeed bear witness that my Lord is One,
I bear witness that my Lord is One
and His Prophet is foremost among the messengers.
And His prophet is the foremost of the messengers
ميلthe inclination of القُلوبhearts إِلىtoward سِواهُother than Him ضَلالةerror
ميل القُلوب إِلى سِواهُ ضَلالة
وَسِوىand other than المُهيمنthe Guardian كُلَهاall of them أَصنامidols
وَسِوى المُهيمن كُلَها أَصنام
The hearts' turning toward any but Him is error,
Inclining hearts to other than Him is misguidance
and all besides the Guardian are idols.
And anything besides the Guardian is an idol
صَلىmay He bless الإِلَهGod عَلىupon النَبيّthe Prophet وَآلِهِand his family
صَلى الإِلَه عَلى النَبيّ وَآلِهِ
وَعَلىand upon صَحابَتِهِhis Companions رِضاًfavor ماas long as دامواthey endure
وَعَلى صَحابَتِهِ رِضاً ما داموا
May God's blessing be upon the Prophet and his family,
May God bestow blessings and peace upon the Prophet and his family
and upon his Companions, with favor, as long as they endure.
And his companions, as long as they last
هَذيthese المَظاهرthe manifestations وَالظَواهرand the outward appearances كُلَهاall of them
هَذي المَظاهر وَالظَواهر كُلَها
فِتَنtrials لَدَيكbefore you وَكَلَهاand all of them أَحلامُdreams
فِتَن لَدَيك وَكَلَها أَحلامُ
These manifestations and outward appearances, all of them,
These apparent signs and manifestations
are trials before you, and all of them are dreams.
Are temptations for you, and all of them, dreams
Sol 6.1