تَشَكَّتِshe complained of الضَيعَةَneglect الشَقراءُthe fair-haired woman جاهِدَةًearnestly
تَشَكَّتِ الضَيعَةَ الشَقراءُ جاهِدَةً
فَقيلَand it was said صَبراًbe patient إِلىuntil أَنthat يَنبُتَit grows الشَقِرُthe fair hair
فَقيلَ صَبراً إِلى أَن يَنبُتَ الشَقِرُ
The fair-haired woman complained earnestly of neglect;
she was told, “Be patient until the fair hair grows.”
ولاand no مُقِرُّone who remains عَلىin اللَذاتِpleasures أَولُهاtheir beginning
ولا مُقِرُّ عَلى اللَذاتِ أَولُها
شُهدٌhoney يَغُرُّbeguiles وَلكِنbut غِبَّهُits aftermath مِقَرُis bitter
شُهدٌ يَغُرُّ وَلكِن غِبَّهُ مِقَرُ
No one remains secure in pleasures; their beginning
is beguiling honey, but what follows is bitter.
آلىswore الزَمانُtime يَقيناًsurely أَنthat سَيَجمَعُناit will gather us
آلى الزَمانُ يَقيناً أَن سَيَجمَعُنا
إِلىinto التُرابِthe dust وَرُسلُand the messengers of المَوتِdeath تَنتَقِرُpick off
إِلى التُرابِ وَرُسلُ المَوتِ تَنتَقِرُ
Time has surely sworn that it will gather us
into the dust, while death’s messengers pick us off.
يُغنىis freed from need الفَتىthe young man بِالمَناياby deaths عَنfrom مَآرِبِهِhis desires
يُغنى الفَتى بِالمَنايا عَن مَآرِبِهِ
وَيُنفَخُand is breathed الروحُthe spirit فيinto طِفلٍa child فَيَفتَقِرُand so he becomes needy
وَيُنفَخُ الروحُ في طِفلٍ فَيَفتَقِرُ
Death frees a young man from his desires,
while breath is given to a child, who then has needs.
عَرَفتَyou knew أَمراًa matter فَلاso do not تُزعِجكَlet it unsettle you حادِثَةٌan event
عَرَفتَ أَمراً فَلا تُزعِجكَ حادِثَةٌ
ماnever كانَwas مِثلُكَone like you فيamid أَمثالِهاevents like it يَقِرُat rest
ما كانَ مِثلُكَ في أَمثالِها يَقِرُ
You know this truth, so let no calamity unsettle you;
one like you does not find rest amid such events.
عِنديin my eyes لِخِلِّيَfor my friend إِعظامٌhigh regard لِمِنَّتِهfor his kindness
عِندي لِخِلِّيَ إِعظامٌ لِمِنَّتِه
وَإِنَّنيand indeed I لِلَّذيwhat أوليهِI bestow on him مُحتَقِرُconsider insignificant
وَإِنَّني لِلَّذي أوليهِ مُحتَقِرُ
I hold my friend in high regard for his kindness,
and think little of what I bestow on him.
Sol 6