وَكَمand how often أَغَصَّhe made choke بِماءِwith the water of المُرهَفاتِthe honed blades عِدىًenemies
وَكَم أَغَصَّ بِماءِ المُرهَفاتِ عِدىً
فَلَمso ... did not تَدَعleave غُصَصاًchoking pangs إِلّاexcept إِلىto شَرَقِchoking on liquid
فَلَم تَدَع غُصَصاً إِلّا إِلى شَرَقِ
And how often he made foes choke on the water of honed blades!
How many victims has it drowned with floods of tears,
So they left choking pangs only for choking on water.
Leaving no flooded areas but to the east,
صَوارِمٌkeen swords تَحمِلُcarry الآجالَfated deaths لابِسَةًwearing
صَوارِمٌ تَحمِلُ الآجالَ لابِسَةً
عَلىover سَرائِرَهاtheir secrets ثَوباًa garment مِنَof المَلَقِflattery
عَلى سَرائِرَها ثَوباً مِنَ المَلَقِ
Keen swords carry death, wearing
Swords carrying destinies wearing
over their secrets a garment of flattery.
On their sheaths a garment of smoothness,
أَثنىhe praised عَلَيهِupon him بِأَشعارٍwith verses كَواكِبُهاtheir stars
أَثنى عَلَيهِ بِأَشعارٍ كَواكِبُها
يَطلُعنَrise مِنfrom مَجدِكَyour glory الوَضّاحِradiant فيin أُفُقِa horizon
يَطلُعنَ مِن مَجدِكَ الوَضّاحِ في أُفُقِ
He praised him with verses whose stars
Its stars praised it with poetry
rise from your radiant glory on the horizon.
Rising from your evident glory on the horizon,
أَبىwould not allow الجَميلُkindness سُكوتيmy silence عَنabout مَديحِكُمُpraise of you
أَبى الجَميلُ سُكوتي عَن مَديحِكُمُ
فَماso ... not سَكَتُّI kept silent وَلَمand ... did not أَبلُغI attain وَلمand ... did not أُطِقِI am able
فَما سَكَتُّ وَلَم أَبلُغ وَلم أُطِقِ
Your kindness would not let me withhold your praise;
The beautiful refused my silence about you
so I did not keep silent, yet did not reach the mark, nor was I able.
So I did not stay silent, I failed to attain and was not capable,
هَذاthis إِلىin addition to أَنَّthat أَقواليmy words كَماas عَلِمواthey knew
هَذا إِلى أَنَّ أَقوالي كَما عَلِموا
مِنamong المُلوكِthe kings وَبَعضَand some القَولِspeech كَالسُوَقِlike the commoners
مِن المُلوكِ وَبَعضَ القَولِ كَالسُوَقِ
Besides this, my words, as they know,
This is until my words, as they knew,
rank among kings, while some speech is like commoners.
From kings is some talk like the market,
وَالسَمحُand the generous man يَنسُبُهُtraces him شِعريmy poetry إِلىto كَرَمِgenerosity
وَالسَمحُ يَنسُبُهُ شِعري إِلى كَرَمِ
كَالنورِlike light تَنسُبُهُtraces it عَينيmy eye إِلىto الفَلَقِdaybreak
كَالنورِ تَنسُبُهُ عَيني إِلى الفَلَقِ
And my verse traces the generous man to generosity,
And generosity my poetry attributes to your generosity
as my eye traces light to daybreak.
Like my eye attributes light to the daybreak,
أَشمَتَّنيyou made me gloat بِهُموميover my cares فَهيَfor they are هالِكَةٌperishing
أَشمَتَّني بِهُمومي فَهيَ هالِكَةٌ
أَجهِزfinish off فَماfor ... not تُؤمَنُare trusted الأَعداthe enemies مَعَwith الرِفقِgentleness
أَجهِز فَما تُؤمَنُ الأَعدا مَعَ الرِفقِ
You have made me gloat over my cares, for they are perishing.
It rejoiced at my worries so they are destroyed,
Finish them off, for foes cannot be trusted when treated gently.
Prepare, for enemies cannot be trusted with kindness
Sol 6.1