نزلhas descended الرَبيعspring فَمَرحَباًso welcome بِغُصونهto its boughs
نزل الرَبيع فَمَرحَباً بِغُصونه
وَبِعطرand to the fragrance of نَرجسهits narcissus وَغَضand tender جُفونهits eyelids
وَبِعطر نَرجسه وَغَض جُفونه
Spring has descended: welcome to its boughs,
Spring has come, so welcome its branches,
and to its narcissus fragrance and its tender eyelids,
The fragrance of its narcissus and the blinking of its eyes.
وَبِوَردهand to its roses الزاهيthe radiant عَلىupon أَغصانهits branches
وَبِوَرده الزاهي عَلى أَغصانه
وَبِنورهand to its blossoms الفَتانthe enchanting فيin تَلوينهits coloring
وَبِنوره الفَتان في تَلوينه
and to its radiant roses upon its branches,
With its roses blossoming on its boughs,
and to its enchanting blossoms in their varied hues,
And its tempting light in its colors.
وَبِرَوضهand to its meadow الغَضthe lush الأَنيقthe elegant وَمائهand its water
وَبِرَوضه الغَض الأَنيق وَمائه
العَذبthe sweet الرَحيقpure nectar وَجَريهand its flow وَسُكونهand its stillness
العَذب الرَحيق وَجَريه وَسُكونه
and to its lush, elegant meadow and its water,
With its soft, elegant meadows and sweet,
sweet and pure as nectar, and to its flow and stillness,
Pure water, flowing calmly.
وَبِجَيشهand to its host المُهتزthe swaying إنif سرتpasses الصباthe east wind
وَبِجَيشه المُهتز إن سرت الصبا
وَبِلُطفهand to its subtle grace المَخبوءthe concealed فيwithin مَكنونهits hidden depths
وَبِلُطفه المَخبوء في مَكنونه
and to its swaying host when the east wind passes,
With its excited army if the morning breeze blows,
and to its subtle grace concealed within its depths.
And its kindness hidden in its refuge.
فَصلa season إِذاwhen صَدحتsing out بَلابلthe nightingales of رَوضهits garden
فَصل إِذا صَدحت بَلابل رَوضه
غمرoverwhelms الحمامthe doves بِلَحظهwith its gaze وَعُيونهand its eyes
غمر الحمام بِلَحظه وَعُيونه
A season when, if its garden's nightingales sing,
When the bulbuls of its meadows sing joyfully,
it overwhelms the doves with its gaze and its eyes.
The doves submerge in its gaze and eyes.
وَإِذاand when بِهِin it القمريthe ringdove صاحcries مُغَرداًsinging
وَإِذا بِهِ القمري صاح مُغَرداً
فَضحputs to shame اليَراعthe reed flute بِصَوتهwith its voice وَرَنينهand its resonance
فَضح اليَراع بِصَوته وَرَنينه
And when a ringdove cries there, singing,
When the moonlit one trills melodiously,
it shames the reed flute with its voice and resonance.
The plains shout with its voice and tune.
وَإِذاand when تَمايلَتsway الغُصونthe branches بدلهاwith their coquetry
وَإِذا تَمايلَت الغُصون بدلها
مالsways الكَئيبthe melancholy one بِحزنهwith his grief وَشُجونهand his sorrows
مال الكَئيب بِحزنه وَشُجونه
And when the branches sway in their coquetry,
When the branches swing to and fro,
the melancholy one sways with his grief and sorrows.
The hearts lean towards its sorrow and passions.
نَشَرتspread نَوافجهits musk-pods وَفاحَand wafted عَبيرهits perfume
نَشَرت نَوافجه وَفاحَ عَبيره
وَشَجىand saddened القُلوبhearts بِطَيرهwith its birds وَحَنينهand its plaintive song
وَشَجى القُلوب بِطَيره وَحَنينه
Its musk-pods spread their scent, and its perfume wafts,
Its blossoms have bloomed and its fragrance wafts,
and it saddens hearts with its birds and plaintive song.
Melting the hearts with its birds and yearning.
وَتَكَللَتand were crowned أَورادهits flowers وَتَضَلعتand drank their fill
وَتَكَللَت أَوراده وَتَضَلعت
ورادهits water-seeking visitors مِنfrom مائهits water وَعُيونهand its springs
وراده مِن مائه وَعُيونه
Its flowers were crowned, and drinking their fill
Its roses have crowned themselves and intertwined,
were its visitors from its water and its springs.
Adorning themselves with its water and springs.
وَترنحَتand swayed قُضبانهits twigs وَتَلفتتand looked around
وَترنحَت قُضبانه وَتَلفتت
غُزلانهits gazelles فيamid غثهits lean growth وَسَمينهand its lush growth
غُزلانه في غثه وَسَمينه
Its twigs swayed, and looking about
Its twigs have bent and its gazelles frolicked,
were its gazelles amid its lean and lush growth.
Fattening themselves on its plants and herbs.
جاءَcame الرَبيعspring وَجاءَناand came to us فيin فَصلهits season
جاءَ الرَبيع وَجاءَنا في فَصله
عيدa festival رَأَيناwe saw السَعدgood fortune فيin مَضمونهits import
عيد رَأَينا السَعد في مَضمونه
Spring has come, and in its season there came to us
Spring has come and with it our Eid,
a festival in whose import we saw good fortune.
We have seen good fortune in its contents.
جاءاboth came لأسعدto As'ad بِالهَناwith joy وَكلاهماand both of them
جاءا لأسعد بِالهَنا وَكلاهما
لَمdid not يَأتياboth come إِلاexcept للثمto kiss يَمينهhis right hand
لَم يَأتيا إِلا للثم يَمينه
Both came to As'ad with joy, and both
They have both come to bring us joy,
came only to kiss his right hand.
And have only come to swear allegiance.
ذيpossessor of الغرةthe brow الفَراءthe radiant وَالوَجهand the face الَّذيwhich
ذي الغرة الفَراء وَالوَجه الَّذي
نورthe light of الكَمالperfection يَلوحgleams فَوقَabove جَبينهhis forehead
نور الكَمال يَلوح فَوقَ جَبينه
He of the radiant brow, and the face above whose
He of noble lineage, with the radiant face
forehead the light of perfection gleams;
The light of perfection shines on his forehead,
وَالرُتبةand the rank الشَماءthe lofty وَالقدرand the stature الَّذيwhich
وَالرُتبة الشَماء وَالقدر الَّذي
بَدرthe full moon of السَماءthe sky وَإِنand even if علاit rises high مِنfrom دونهbeneath it
بَدر السَماء وَإِن علا مِن دونه
and of lofty rank, and a stature beneath which
Of high station, and great status,
the sky's full moon lies, however high it rises.
The full moon even if it rose above him,
وَالسَيدand the lord الفَردthe peerless الَّذيwho قَدindeed حيرتwere bewildered
وَالسَيد الفَرد الَّذي قَد حيرت
ألبابthe minds of هَذاthis الكَونuniverse فيin تَكوينهhis creation
ألباب هَذا الكَون في تَكوينه
And the peerless lord, at whose creation were bewildered
The unique master, perplexing
the minds of this entire universe;
The minds of this universe in its creation,
وَالعالمand the scholar العلمthe luminary الَّذيwho قَدindeed تممتwere perfected
وَالعالم العلم الَّذي قَد تممت
رتبthe ranks of العلىeminence بِعلومهby his sciences وَفنونهand his arts
رتب العلى بِعلومه وَفنونه
and the scholar, the beacon, through whom were perfected
The scholar of all knowledge, who has perfected
the ranks of eminence, by his sciences and his arts;
The highest ranks with his sciences and arts,
وَالمصقعand the eloquent orator اللسنthe silver-tongued المفوهthe fluent مَنhe who غَداhas become
وَالمصقع اللسن المفوه مَن غَدا
سحرthe magic of البيانeloquence الصرفthe pure فيin تَبيينهhis exposition
سحر البيان الصرف في تَبيينه
and the eloquent, silver-tongued orator, whose speech has become
An eloquent spokesman, who has become
the pure magic of eloquence in his exposition;
The magic of rhetoric in its elaboration,
وَمدبرand the steward of الحكمrule العَزيزthe mighty بِرَأيهthrough his counsel
وَمدبر الحكم العَزيز بِرَأيه
ومنوِّرand the illuminator of الجلىmomentous affairs بِنورwith the light of يَقينهhis certainty
ومنوِّر الجلى بِنور يَقينه
and the steward of mighty rule through his counsel,
The administrator of wise governance,
and the illuminator of momentous affairs by the light of his certainty;
Enlightening the eminent with his certainty,
وَمصرفand the marshaler of الأَفكارthoughts فيfor تَهذيبهits refinement
وَمصرف الأَفكار في تَهذيبه
وَمرتبand the arranger of الأنظارreflections فيfor تَحسينهits improvement
وَمرتب الأنظار في تَحسينه
and who marshals thoughts for its refinement,
Who regulates ideas in his cultivation,
and orders reflections for its improvement.
And organizes sights in his refinement.
هَذاthis عَميدthe pillar of الملكthe realm وَابنand son of عَميدهits pillar
هَذا عَميد الملك وَابن عَميده
وَنِظامهand its ordering force قَدindeed جَدstrove earnestly فيin تَزيينهadorning it
وَنِظامه قَد جَد في تَزيينه
This is the realm's pillar, and the son of its pillar,
He is the pillar of the state and son of its pillar,
and its ordering force, earnestly striving to adorn it;
Its system has thrived in its adornment,
وَالصاحبand the minister المرضيthe approved وَابنand son of الصاحبthe minister الthe
وَالصاحب المرضي وَابن الصاحب ال
مَرضيapproved وَابنand son of خدينهhis confidant وَقَرينهand his companion
مَرضي وَابن خدينه وَقَرينه
and the approved minister, son of the minister, well-
The agreeable companion and son of the agreeable
approved, and son of his confidant and companion;
Companion and son of his servants and peers.
ذوpossessor of فكرةa thought تَرنوthat gazes into الغُيوبthe unseen بِهمةwith a lofty resolve
ذو فكرة تَرنو الغُيوب بِهمة
تَطأthat treads upon القُلوبhearts بِعرفهwith his beneficence وَعزينهand his might
تَطأ القُلوب بِعرفه وَعزينه
possessed of thought that peers into the unseen, with a resolve
With a ambition that aspires to the unknown,
that treads on hearts through his beneficence and might;
Conquering hearts with his dignity and glory,
وَشَجاعةand a courage تَعنوsubmit الكماةthe armored warriors لِبَأسهاto its might
وَشَجاعة تَعنو الكماة لِبَأسها
وَتروغand makes flee الضرغامthe lion تَحتَbeneath عَرينهits lair
وَتروغ الضرغام تَحتَ عَرينه
and a courage to whose might armored warriors bow,
And a courage that defies archers
and which sends the lion slinking beneath its lair;
Sending the squadrons under its burrows,
وَيَراعةand a reed pen أَمضىsharper مِنthan العَضبthe keen sword الَّذيwhich
وَيَراعة أَمضى مِن العَضب الَّذي
يبريhews العِظامbones إِذاwhen ثَوىit rests بِيَمينهin his right hand
يبري العِظام إِذا ثَوى بِيَمينه
and a reed pen sharper than the keen sword that
And a prowess sharper than a sword
hews bones when it rests in his right hand.
That cleaves bones when grasped in his right hand.
ياO سَيداًlord ماno مثلlike جدكyour grandsire سَيدlord
يا سَيداً ما مثل جدك سَيد
قسماًI swear بِهِby him وَبِشرعهand by his sacred law وَبدينهand by his faith
قسماً بِهِ وَبِشرعه وَبدينه
O lord, no lord is like your grandsire—
My master, none compares to your grandfather,
I swear by him, by his law and by his faith!
I swear by him, his law, and his religion,
ياO نَجلscion of فاطمةFatima البتولthe Chaste وَحَيدرand Haydar
يا نَجل فاطمة البتول وَحَيدر
صهرson-in-law of الرَسولthe Messenger وَخلهand his dear friend وَأَمينهand his trusted one
صهر الرَسول وَخله وَأَمينه
O scion of Fatima the Chaste and Haydar,
O son of Fatima the chaste, and Haydar,
the Messenger's son-in-law, his dear friend and trusted one;
Son-in-law of the Messenger, his confidante and trustee,
ياO صاحبpossessor of الشَرفnobility الَّذيwhich شرفاتهits battlements
يا صاحب الشَرف الَّذي شرفاته
طالَتrose high عَلىabove أمthe mother of السُهىSuha وَقُرونهand its hornlike pinnacles
طالَت عَلى أم السُهى وَقُرونه
O possessor of nobility, whose battlements
O holder of the glorious lineage,
and hornlike pinnacles rise above the Mother of Suha;
That has lasted long over eras and generations,
ياO ابنson of الغَطارفةthe noble lords الكِرامthe generous وَفتيةand young men
يا ابن الغَطارفة الكِرام وَفتية
جَعَلواmade لِهَذاfor this الدَهرage ضوءthe light of عُيونهits eyes
جَعَلوا لِهَذا الدَهر ضوء عُيونه
O son of generous, noble lords, and of young men
O son of the generous heroes, who have given
who gave this age the light of its eyes;
Light to the eyes of this world with their being,
قَدindeed زارَكhas visited you العيدthe festival الكَبيرthe great وَقَدand indeed أَتىhas come
قَد زارَك العيد الكَبير وَقَد أَتى
يَسعىhastening إِلَيكtoward you عَلىupon قِبابthe domes of جُفونهits eyelids
يَسعى إِلَيك عَلى قِباب جُفونه
The great festival has visited you, and has come
The great Eid has come to visit you,
hastening toward you on the domes of its eyelids.
Rushing to you blinking its eyes,
وَأَتىand came يقبلto kiss مِنكfrom you كَفاًa palm هامراًpouring abundantly
وَأَتى يقبل مِنك كَفاً هامراً
ماnot البَحرthe sea إِلاbut شربةa draught مِنfrom نونهits inkwell
ما البَحر إِلا شربة مِن نونه
And it came to kiss your abundantly pouring palm—
It has come to kiss your overflowing palm,
the sea is but a draught from its inkwell.
The sea is but a sip of its generosity,
لَمdid not يَدرknow كَفكyour palm بَحرa sea of جودbounty فائضoverflowing
لَم يَدر كَفك بَحر جود فائض
ذاthat منfrom سَخافةthe feebleness of عَقلهits mind وَجنونهand its madness
ذا من سَخافة عَقله وَجنونه
It did not know your palm was an overflowing sea of bounty:
Your palm did not realize it is an ocean of giving,
that comes from its feeble wit and madness.
Due to the foolishness of its mind and madness,
فَامددso extend بِكمكwith your sleeve لاnot بِكفكwith your palm نَحوهtoward it
فَامدد بِكمك لا بِكفك نَحوه
أَنىI أَخافfear عَلَيهfor it فيضthe flood of هتونهits downpour
أَنى أَخاف عَلَيه فيض هتونه
So extend your sleeve toward it, not your palm;
So extend to it with your sleeve, not your palm,
I fear for it the flood of your hand's downpour.
I fear its trickling overflow would tire it,
وَالبسand put on رِداءthe robe of الملكsovereignty وَانحرand slaughter حاسِداًan envier
وَالبس رِداء الملك وَانحر حاسِداً
يَسعىhastening إِلَيكtoward you بغيظهwith his rage وَشُجونهand his sorrows
يَسعى إِلَيك بغيظه وَشُجونه
And put on the robe of sovereignty, and slaughter an envier
And don the garment of the kingdom and sacrifice
who hastens toward you with his rage and sorrows.
An envious enemy, attacking you with its rage and sorrow,
أَقمestablish الصَلاةprayer مكبراًproclaiming God's greatness فيهاin it وَقُلand say
أَقم الصَلاة مكبراً فيها وَقُل
اللَهGod أَكبرis greatest جلexalted is He فيin تَكوينهHis creating
اللَه أَكبر جل في تَكوينه
Establish prayer, proclaiming God's greatness in it, and say:
Lead the prayer declaring God's greatness,
'God is greatest, sublime in His creating!'
Exalted is He in His creation,
وَاهنَأand rejoice بِأَيامin the days of السُرورgladness فَإنهاfor they
وَاهنَأ بِأَيام السُرور فَإنها
جاءَتhave come عَلىaccording to قَدرthe measure of الكَمالperfection وَحينهand its time
جاءَت عَلى قَدر الكَمال وَحينه
And enjoy the days of gladness, for they
And congratulate on the happy days,
have come in perfection's measure and at its appointed time.
For they have come in a perfect timing,
وَاسلمand remain safe مِنfrom الدَهرtime الخوؤنthe treacherous مدىfor the span of المدىeternity
وَاسلم مِن الدَهر الخوؤن مدى المدى
مِنfrom مَكرهits cunning أَبَداًforever وَمِنand from تَلوينهits changing colors
مِن مَكره أَبَداً وَمِن تَلوينه
And remain safe from treacherous time for all eternity,
And submit forever to the betrayals of fate,
from its cunning forever, and from its changing colors.
From its constant tricks and changes,
وَصلand join السَعادةhappiness بالسَعادةto happiness وَالهَناand joy
وَصل السَعادة بالسَعادة وَالهَنا
بِنظيرهto its like وَابشرand rejoice بِحُسنin the goodness of ظُنونهits expectations
بِنظيره وَابشر بِحُسن ظُنونه
And join happiness to happiness, and joy
Connect joys with joys and congratulations with their like,
to its like; rejoice in the good it promises.
And expect only good thoughts from it,
وَاقضand discharge الحُقوقthe duties الواجِباتthe obligatory لعيدناfor our festival
وَاقض الحُقوق الواجِبات لعيدنا
فَإِذاthen when فَرَغتyou have finished فَقُمthen rise إِلىto مسنونهits customary observance
فَإِذا فَرَغت فَقُم إِلى مسنونه
And discharge the duties owed to our festival;
Fulfill the rights and obligations due to our celebration,
then, when you have finished, rise to its customary observance,
Then when finished, rise to what you habit,
ماas long as عادreturns عيدa festival بِالسُرورwith joy وَماand as long as أَتىcomes
ما عاد عيد بِالسُرور وَما أَتى
زَمَنthe season of الرَبيعspring مُرفرفاًfluttering بِغُصونهwith its boughs
زَمَن الرَبيع مُرفرفاً بِغُصونه
as long as a festival returns with joy, and there comes
No longer is there an Eid of joy, no longer
the season of spring, fluttering its boughs.
Does the spring come rustling with its branches.
Sol 6.1