أَيَعلَمُdoes it know نَجمُa star طارِقٍa nightfarer بِرَزِيَّةٍof a calamity
أَيَعلَمُ نَجمُ طارِقٍ بِرَزِيَّةٍ
مِنَfrom الدَهرِtime أَمor لاno هَمَّconcern لِلإِنسِfor humankind طارِقُهits night visitor
مِنَ الدَهرِ أَم لا هَمَّ لِلإِنسِ طارِقُه
Does a nightfarer's star know of a calamity
Does the bright star of Tariq know of a secret
brought by time, or does its night visitor have no concern for humankind?
From fate, or does Tariq not care for mankind?
وَهَلand is فَرقَدُFarqad الخَضراءِthe green sky فيin الجَوِّthe firmament موقِنٌcertain
وَهَل فَرقَدُ الخَضراءِ في الجَوِّ موقِنٌ
بِأَنَّof the fact that أَخاهُits brother بَعدَafter حينٍa time مُفارِقُهparting from it
بِأَنَّ أَخاهُ بَعدَ حينٍ مُفارِقُه
And is the green sky's Farqad, in the firmament, certain
Does the green one slumber in the air certain
that its brother will, after a time, part from it?
That soon his brother will bid him farewell?
وَماand not أَرَّقَتهُmade it sleepless الحادِثاتُcalamities وَكُلُّناand all of us
وَما أَرَّقَتهُ الحادِثاتُ وَكُلُّنا
إِذاwhen نابَbefell خَطبٌa calamity ساهِرُawake through اللَيلِthe night آرِقُهsleepless through it
إِذا نابَ خَطبٌ ساهِرُ اللَيلِ آرِقُه
Calamities have not kept it awake; yet each of us,
Events did not trouble him, though we all
when disaster strikes, stays awake through the night, sleepless.
Stay awake when misfortune keeps us from sleep.
لَقَدindeed مَرَّpassed حَرَسٌan age بَعدَafter حَرَسٍan age جَميعُهُall of it
لَقَد مَرَّ حَرَسٌ بَعدَ حَرَسٍ جَميعُهُ
حَنادِسُpitch-dark nights لَمdid not يَذرُرrise مَعَwith الصُبحِdawn شارِقُهits rising sun
حَنادِسُ لَم يَذرُر مَعَ الصُبحِ شارِقُه
Indeed, age after age has passed, all of it
Many guards passed, each after another,
pitch-dark nights: its sun has never risen with dawn.
Their spears did not glimmer as dawn was breaking.
تَغَيَّرَتchanged الأَشياءُthings وَالمُلكُand dominion ثابِتٌunchanging
تَغَيَّرَت الأَشياءُ وَالمُلكُ ثابِتٌ
مَغارِبُهُits western reaches مَوفورَةٌundiminished وَمَشارِقُهand its eastern reaches
مَغارِبُهُ مَوفورَةٌ وَمَشارِقُه
Things have changed, yet dominion remains firm,
Things have changed, but the kingdom remains,
its western reaches undiminished, and its eastern reaches.
Its settings abundant, its risings the same.
مُرادٌwilled جَرَتran أَقلامُهُits pens فَتَبادَرَتthen raced ahead
مُرادٌ جَرَت أَقلامُهُ فَتَبادَرَت
بِأَمرٍat a command وَجَفَّتand dried بِالقَضاءِwith the decree مَهارِقُهits scrolls
بِأَمرٍ وَجَفَّت بِالقَضاءِ مَهارِقُه
It is willed: its pens have run and raced
Intended, his pens flowed and hastened
at a command, and its scrolls have dried with the decree.
To a deed - when dried by destiny's decree.
وَهَلand did أَفلَتَescape الأَيّامَtime كِسرىKisra وَحَولَهُand around him
وَهَل أَفلَتَ الأَيّامَ كِسرى وَحَولَهُ
مَرازِبُهُhis satraps أَوor قَيصَرٌCaesar وَبَطارِقُهand his patricians
مَرازِبُهُ أَو قَيصَرٌ وَبَطارِقُه
And did Kisra escape Time, surrounded by
Did the days escape Chosroes and his guards
his satraps—or Caesar with his patricians?
Or Caesar and his legions withstand them?
أَبارِقُhas the lightning هَذاthis المَوتِdeath سَبَّحَglorified رَبَّهُits Lord
أَبارِقُ هَذا المَوتِ سَبَّحَ رَبَّهُ
نَعَمyes وَأَعانَتand helped أَكُمُهُits hillocks وَأَبارِقُهand its rocky heights
نَعَم وَأَعانَت أَكُمُهُ وَأَبارِقُه
Has the lightning of this death glorified its Lord?
The flashes of this death glorified his Lord -
Yes, and its hillocks and rocky heights lent their aid.
Yes, though blind, his sight gave praise.
وَدُنياكَand your world لَيسَتis not لِلسُرورِfor joy مُعَدَّةًprepared
وَدُنياكَ لَيسَت لِلسُرورِ مُعَدَّةً
فَمَنso whoever نالَهُobtained it مِنamong أَهلِهاits people فَهُوَthen he is سارِقُهits thief
فَمَن نالَهُ مِن أَهلِها فَهُوَ سارِقُه
And your world is not made for joy;
Your world is not meant for joy,
so whoever among its people gains it has stolen it.
So he who tastes of it is but a thief.
وَقَدand indeed عِشتُI have lived حَتّىuntil لَوif تَرىyou could see العَيشَlife لاحَappeared ليto me
وَقَد عِشتُ حَتّى لَو تَرى العَيشَ لاحَ لي
هَباءًfloating dust كَنَسجِlike the weaving of العَنكَبوتِthe spider شَبارِقُهits shreds
هَباءً كَنَسجِ العَنكَبوتِ شَبارِقُه
And I have lived so long—if only you could see life!—that it appeared to me
I have lived until, were you to see life,
as dust, its shreds like a spider's web.
It would seem to you like spider webs floating.
فَخَفso fear دَعوَةَthe prayer of المَظلومِthe oppressed إِنَّindeed دَعاءَهُhis supplication
فَخَف دَعوَةَ المَظلومِ إِنَّ دَعاءَهُ
مُلِمٌّreaching بِنورَيّto the luminous One الحِجابِthe veil وَخارِقُهand piercing it
مُلِمٌّ بِنورَيّ الحِجابِ وَخارِقُه
So fear the oppressed one's prayer: his supplication
Fear the prayer of the wronged, his prayer
reaches the One veiled in light, and pierces His veil.
Pierces the veil with penetrating light.
يُخادِعُpractices deceit مَلِكُthe king الأَرضِthe earth حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen أَتَتcame
يُخادِعُ مَلِكُ الأَرضِ حَتّى إِذا أَتَت
مَنيَّتُهُhis death لَمdid not تُغنِavail عَنهُfor him مَخارِقُهhis tricks
مَنيَّتُهُ لَم تُغنِ عَنهُ مَخارِقُه
The king of the earth deceives until, when there comes
The king of the earth is deceived until
his death, his tricks avail him nothing.
When death comes, his fleeing will not avail.
Sol 6.1