رَأَيْتُI saw بَنيsons of الدُّنياthis world وَحَاشَاكَand you excepted أَصْبَحُواthey greeted the morning
رَأَيْتُ بَني الدُّنيا وَحَاشَاكَ أَصْبَحُوا
وَلمْand did not يُجرِutter مِنهُمْamong them لِلنَّدِىof generosity أَحَدٌanyone ذِكْراa mention
وَلمْ يُجرِ مِنهُمْ لِلنَّدِى أَحَدٌ ذِكْرا
I saw the sons of this world—you excepted—greet the morning,
I saw the people of this world, and far from you be their mention, they have become
And not one of them made mention of generosity.
None among them makes any mention of the dew.
تُرِينيyou show me وُجُوهاًfaces لَمْdid not تَنلْهَاreach them مَعَاوِليmy pickaxes
تُرِيني وُجُوهاً لَمْ تَنلْهَا مَعَاوِلي
فَقَدْتُI lost وُجُوهاًfaces أَسْتَلِينُI soften بِهاwith them الصَّخْراthe rock
فَقَدْتُ وُجُوهاً أَسْتَلِينُ بِها الصَّخْرا
You show me faces my pickaxes have not reached;
You show me faces untouched by my pickaxes.
I have lost faces with which I could soften rock.
But I have lost faces with which I could split rock.
Sol 6.1