يابَنيO sons of الآدابِletters قَدْindeed ماتَhas died الرَّجَاhope
يابَني الآدابِ قَدْ ماتَ الرَّجَا
وقدand indeed اشْتَدَتْhave grown severe وعَزَّand have become scarce النُّجباءُthe noble men
وقد اشْتَدَتْ وعَزَّ النُّجباءُ
O sons of letters, hope has died.
O people of refinement, hope has died
And things have grown dire, and noble men are scarce.
And the noble ones have become scarce and dear
سُفُنُships الآمالِhopes فيin بَحْرِthe sea of المُنَىwishes
سُفُنُ الآمالِ في بَحْرِ المُنَى
وَحَلَتْhave run aground مِنَّاfor us فَأَينَso where are الرُّؤساءthe leaders
وَحَلَتْ مِنَّا فَأَينَ الرُّؤساء
The ships of hope in the sea of wishes
The ships of hopes in the sea of death
Have run aground for us—where are the leaders?
Have departed, so where are the captains?
Sol 6.1