فَرَقٌfear بَداappeared وَمِنَand from الحَوادِثِcalamities يَفرَقُhe fears
فَرَقٌ بَدا وَمِنَ الحَوادِثِ يَفرَقُ
شَيخٌan old man يُغادىis visited in the morning بِالخُطوبِby troubles وَيُطرَقُand is visited at night
شَيخٌ يُغادى بِالخُطوبِ وَيُطرَقُ
Fear has appeared, and he fears calamities—
an old man beset by troubles morning and night.
سُبحانَglory be to خالِقِناour Creator وَطاءٌa bed أَغبَرٌdust-gray
سُبحانَ خالِقِنا وَطاءٌ أَغبَرٌ
مِنfrom تَحتِناbeneath us وَلَهُand it has غِطاءٌa covering أَزرَقُblue
مِن تَحتِنا وَلَهُ غِطاءٌ أَزرَقُ
Glory to our Creator! A dust-gray bed
lies beneath us, and has a blue covering.
وَالشُهُبُand the bright stars فيin بَحرِthe sea of السَماءِheaven سَوابِحٌswimming
وَالشُهُبُ في بَحرِ السَماءِ سَوابِحٌ
تَطفوfloat لِناظِرَةِbefore the gaze of العُيونِthe eyes وَتَغرَقُand sink
تَطفو لِناظِرَةِ العُيونِ وَتَغرَقُ
And the bright stars swim in the sea of heaven,
floating before gazing eyes, and sinking.
أَعَرَقتَyou made sweat خَيلَكَyour horses فيin مُحاوَلَةِpursuit of الغِنىwealth
أَعَرَقتَ خَيلَكَ في مُحاوَلَةِ الغِنى
وَحَواهُand obtained it غَيرُكَsomeone other than you مُشئِمٌbound for Syria أَوor مُعرِقُbound for Iraq
وَحَواهُ غَيرُكَ مُشئِمٌ أَو مُعرِقُ
You made your horses sweat in pursuit of wealth,
yet another gained it, bound for Syria or Iraq.
وَأَخوand the possessor of الحِجىreason فيin أَمرِهِhis affairs مُتَحَيّرٌbewildered
وَأَخو الحِجى في أَمرِهِ مُتَحَيّرٌ
جَمَعَgathered التَجارُبَexperiences عُمرُهُhis lifetime المُتَفَرِّقُscattered
جَمَعَ التَجارُبَ عُمرُهُ المُتَفَرِّقُ
And the man of reason is bewildered in his affairs;
his scattered years have gathered experience.
وَتَعَهَّدَand revisited اِبنُson of العَبدِal-‘Abd بُرقَةَthe stony tract of ثَهمِدٍThahmad
وَتَعَهَّدَ اِبنُ العَبدِ بُرقَةَ ثَهمِدٍ
فَمَضىso he passed away وَشيكاًsoon وَاِستَقَرَّand remained الأَبرَقُthe stony tract
فَمَضى وَشيكاً وَاِستَقَرَّ الأَبرَقُ
And Ibn al-‘Abd revisited Burqat Thahmad;
he soon passed away, while the stony tract remained.
عَزَّexalted is الَّذيthe One who أَعفىspared الجَمادَinanimate things فَماso not تَرىyou see
عَزَّ الَّذي أَعفى الجَمادَ فَما تَرى
حَجَراًa stone يَغَصُّchokes بِمَأكَلٍon food أَوor يَشرَقُchokes on drink
حَجَراً يَغَصُّ بِمَأكَلٍ أَو يَشرَقُ
Exalted is He who spared inanimate things: you never see
a stone choking on food or on drink.
مُتَعَرِّياًnaked فيin صَيفِهِits summer وَشِتائِهِand its winter
مُتَعَرِّياً في صَيفِهِ وَشِتائِهِ
ماnot ريعَwas alarmed قَطُّever لِمَلبَسٍover a garment يَتَخَرَّقُwearing through
ما ريعَ قَطُّ لِمَلبَسٍ يَتَخَرَّقُ
Naked in its summer and its winter,
it has never feared a garment wearing through.
مُتَجَلِّداًshowing fortitude أَوor خِلتُهُI thought it مُتَلَبِّداًlying inert
مُتَجَلِّداً أَو خِلتُهُ مُتَلَبِّداً
لاno دَمعَtear فيهِin it بِفادِحٍat a grievous calamity يَتَرَقرَقُtrembles
لا دَمعَ فيهِ بِفادِحٍ يَتَرَقرَقُ
Showing fortitude—or I thought it merely inert—
no tear trembles in it at a grievous calamity.
لاno حِسَّsensation يُؤلِمُهُpains it فَيُظهِرُso it shows مُجزَعاًdistressed
لا حِسَّ يُؤلِمُهُ فَيُظهِرُ مُجزَعاً
إِنif راحَbegins يَضرِبُstriking مِلطَسٌa mallet أَوor مِطرَقُa hammer
إِن راحَ يَضرِبُ مِلطَسٌ أَو مِطرَقُ
No sensation pains it into showing distress,
if a mallet or hammer begins striking it.
لَمdid not يَغّدُgo forth at dawn غَدوَةَthe morning outing of طائِرٍa bird مُتَكَسِّبٍseeking a living
لَم يَغّدُ غَدوَةَ طائِرٍ مُتَكَسِّبٍ
وافاهُcame upon it يَلقُطُpecking أَجدَلٌa falcon أَوor زُرَّقُa hawk
وافاهُ يَلقُطُ أَجدَلٌ أَو زُرَّقُ
It never set out at dawn like a bird seeking its living,
met, while pecking, by a falcon or a hawk.
أَحِمامُO Death ماwhat لَكَhave you فيin رُكوبِriding حَمائِمٍdoves
أَحِمامُ ما لَكَ في رُكوبِ حَمائِمٍ
وُرقٍash-gray وَمِنand among شَرِّthe worst of الرُكابِriding camels الأَورَقُthe gray one
وُرقٍ وَمِن شَرِّ الرُكابِ الأَورَقُ
O Death, why do you ride doves,
ash-gray, when the gray camel is among the worst mounts?
وَالصَخرُand rock يَلبَثُremains لاnot يُقارِفُcommits مَرَّةًeven once
وَالصَخرُ يَلبَثُ لا يُقارِفُ مَرَّةً
ذَنباًa sin وَلاand not هُوَit مِنout of حَياءٍshame مُطرِقُbowing its head
ذَنباً وَلا هُوَ مِن حَياءٍ مُطرِقُ
And rock abides, never once committing
a sin, nor does it bow its head in shame.
وَالدَهرُand Time أَخرَقُinept ماnot اِهتَدىfound the way لِصَنيعَةٍto a kindness
وَالدَهرُ أَخرَقُ ما اِهتَدى لِصَنيعَةٍ
وَبَنوهُand its sons كُلُّهُمُall of them سَفيهٌfoolish أَخرَقُinept
وَبَنوهُ كُلُّهُمُ سَفيهٌ أَخرَقُ
And Time is inept, never finding its way to a kindness;
and its sons are all foolish and inept.
وَتَشابَهَتand resemble one another أَجسامُناour bodies وَتَخالَفَتand differ
وَتَشابَهَت أَجسامُنا وَتَخالَفَت
أَغراضُناour aims فَمُغَرِّبٌso one heads west وَمُشَرِّقُand another heads east
أَغراضُنا فَمُغَرِّبٌ وَمُشَرِّقُ
And our bodies are alike, but divergent
are our aims: one heads west, another east.
ياO هِمُّaged man وَيحَكَalas for you غَيَّرَتكَhave changed you نَوائِبٌcalamities
يا هِمُّ وَيحَكَ غَيَّرَتكَ نَوائِبٌ
وَالغُصنُand the branch يورِقُputs forth leaves فيin الزَمانِtime وَيورَقُand is stripped of leaves
وَالغُصنُ يورِقُ في الزَمانِ وَيورَقُ
O aged man, alas for you! Calamities have changed you;
and in time the branch puts forth leaves and is stripped bare.
مَلَأَتhave filled صَحيفَتَكَyour page الذُنوبُsins وَفُعلُكَand your conduct
مَلَأَت صَحيفَتَكَ الذُنوبُ وَفُعلُكَ
الحِبرُthe ink الأَحَمُّjet-black وَفَودُand the temple-hair of رَأسِكَyour head مُهرَقُparchment
الحِبرُ الأَحَمُّ وَفَودُ رَأسِكَ مُهرَقُ
Sins have filled your page, and your conduct is
jet-black ink, while the hair at your temple is parchment.
وَكَأَنَّماand as though نُفِضَwere shaken out الرَمادُashes كَآبَةًin sorrow
وَكَأَنَّما نُفِضَ الرَمادُ كَآبَةً
فَوقَover الجَبينِthe brow وَقَلبُكَand your heart المُتَحَرِّقُburning
فَوقَ الجَبينِ وَقَلبُكَ المُتَحَرِّقُ
And it is as though ashes were shaken, in sorrow,
over your brow, while your heart burns.
لِصُّthe thief of الكَرىslumber مَلَكَthe angel of الرَدىdeath فيin زَعمِهِمtheir claim
لِصُّ الكَرى مَلَكَ الرَدى في زَعمِهِم
إِنَّindeed الحَياةَlife مِنَfrom الأَنامِhumankind لِتُسرَقُis surely stolen
إِنَّ الحَياةَ مِنَ الأَنامِ لِتُسرَقُ
The thief of slumber is the angel of death, they claim;
life is indeed stolen from humankind.
مَنwhoever يُعطَis given شَيئاًsomething يُستَلَبهُis robbed of it وَمَنand whoever يَنَمsleeps
مَن يُعطَ شَيئاً يُستَلَبهُ وَمَن يَنَم
جِنحَthe wing of الظَلامِdarkness فَإِنَّهُthen surely he سَيُؤَرَّقُwill be kept awake
جِنحَ الظَلامِ فَإِنَّهُ سَيُؤَرَّقُ
Whoever is given something is robbed of it; whoever sleeps
beneath darkness's wing will surely be kept awake.
زُجِرَwas driven off الغُرابُfor fear of ill omens تَطَيُّراًand its opposite وَنَقيضُهُand its opposite
زُجِرَ الغُرابُ تَطَيُّراً وَنَقيضُهُ
ديكٌa rooster لِأَهلِfor the people of الدارِthe house أَبيَضُwhite أَفرَقُsplit-combed
ديكٌ لِأَهلِ الدارِ أَبيَضُ أَفرَقُ
The crow is driven off in superstitious dread; its opposite
is the household's white, split-combed rooster.
هَذاthis السِفاهُfolly كَأَنَّناas though we حِمضيَّةٌa saltwort-grazing camel herd
هَذا السِفاهُ كَأَنَّنا حِمضيَّةٌ
أَوor خَيطُan ostrich flock بِلِقعَةٍa barren plain غَذاهُfed it العِشرِقُ‘ishriq, a desert plant
أَو خَيطُ بِلِقعَةٍ غَذاهُ العِشرِقُ
This is folly, as though we were a herd of saltwort-grazing camels,
or an ostrich flock on a barren plain, fed by ‘ishriq.
Sol 6.1