وَجَدتُكَI found you أَعطَيتَyou gave الشَجاعَةَcourage حَقَّهاits due
وَجَدتُكَ أَعطَيتَ الشَجاعَةَ حَقَّها
غَداةَon the morning لَقيتَyou met المَوتَdeath غَيرَnot هَيوبِfearful
غَداةَ لَقيتَ المَوتَ غَيرَ هَيوبِ
I found you had given courage its due
I found you gave courage its due
On the morning you met death, unafraid.
The morning you met death undaunted
إِذاwhen قُرِنَis paired الظَنُّsurmise المُصيبُaccurate مِنَfrom الفَتىthe young man
إِذا قُرِنَ الظَنُّ المُصيبُ مِنَ الفَتى
بِتَجرِبَةٍwith experience جاءاthe two came بِعِلمِwith knowledge of غُيوبِhidden things
بِتَجرِبَةٍ جاءا بِعِلمِ غُيوبِ
When a young man's sound surmise is joined
If a youth's sound guess is combined
With experience, the two bring knowledge of hidden things.
With experience, he knows the unseen
وَإِنَّكَand indeed you إِنif أَهدَيتَyou presented ليto me عَيبَa fault of واحِدٍone person
وَإِنَّكَ إِن أَهدَيتَ لي عَيبَ واحِدٍ
جَديرٌapt إِلىto غَيريsomeone other than me بِنَقلِto convey عُيوبيmy faults
جَديرٌ إِلى غَيري بِنَقلِ عُيوبي
And you, if you present me with someone's fault,
And if you point out a fault in me
Are apt to carry my faults to someone else.
I should pass my faults to another
وَإِنَّand indeed جُيوبَopenings السَردِchain mail مِنamong سُبُلِpaths الرَدىdeath
وَإِنَّ جُيوبَ السَردِ مِن سُبُلِ الرَدى
إِذاif لَمnot يَكُنthere is مِنfrom تَحتُbeneath نُصحِsincerity of جُيوبِbosoms
إِذا لَم يَكُن مِن تَحتُ نُصحِ جُيوبِ
And the openings of chain mail are among the paths to death,
Indeed, secret flaws are paths of ruin
If the bosoms beneath them lack sincerity.
If not corrected with good counsel
Sol 6.1