أَلاAh! هَلis there? إِلىto بابِthe Gate of البَريدِal-Barid (the Post) سَبيلُa way
أَلا هَل إِلى بابِ البَريدِ سَبيلُ
فَلَيليfor my night بِزَوراءِin Zawra العِراقِIraq طَويلُlong
فَلَيلي بِزَوراءِ العِراقِ طَويلُ
Ah, is there a way to Bab al-Barid?
Alas! Is there a way to the post office?
For my night in Iraq's Zawra is long.
My nights in Zorah of Iraq are so long.
مَتىwhen تَلتَقيmeet أَجفانُthe eyelids of عَينَيَّmy two eyes وَالكَرىand sleep
مَتى تَلتَقي أَجفانُ عَينَيَّ وَالكَرى
وَهَلand does? يَتَلاقىmeet بُكرَةٌmorning وَأَصيلُand evening
وَهَل يَتَلاقى بُكرَةٌ وَأَصيلُ
When will my eyelids and sleep meet,
When will my eyelids meet the beloved
and can morning and evening ever meet?
And will the morning and evening ever meet?
سَلامٌpeace عَلىupon أَكنافِthe environs of جِلَّقَJilliq إِنَّهاindeed it is
سَلامٌ عَلى أَكنافِ جِلَّقَ إِنَّها
لأَوطارِfor the desires of قَلبيmy heart مَسرَحٌa roaming-ground وَمَقيلُand a midday resting-place
لأَوطارِ قَلبي مَسرَحٌ وَمَقيلُ
Peace upon the environs of Jilliq; it is
Greetings to the folds of Jilqaq, for they are
a roaming-ground and midday refuge for my heart's desires.
Theaters for my heart and its dwelling.
رُبوعُthe abodes of الهَوىlove أَمّاas for الهَواءُthe air فَشَمأَلٌthen a north wind
رُبوعُ الهَوى أَمّا الهَواءُ فَشَمأَلٌ
بِهِنَّin them وَأَمّاand as for الماءُthe water فَهوَthen it is شَمولُwine
بِهِنَّ وَأَمّا الماءُ فَهوَ شَمولُ
The abodes of love: as for their air, a north wind blows
The meadows of passion, the air in them is perfumed
within them; as for their water, it is wine.
As for the water, it is clear.
وَأَهيَفَand a slender-waisted one أَمّاas for خَصرُهُhis waist فَمُخَصَّرٌthen narrow
وَأَهيَفَ أَمّا خَصرُهُ فَمُخَصَّرٌ
خَفيفٌlight وَأَمّاand as for رِدفُهُhis hips فَثَقيلُthen heavy
خَفيفٌ وَأَمّا رِدفُهُ فَثَقيلُ
And a slender-waisted beloved: his waist is trim
How delicate his waist is yet firm
and light, while his hips are heavy.
His hips are light and heavy.
فَفيهِso at him يَحارُmarvels الغُصنُthe bough وَهوَwhile it is مُهَفهَفٌslender and delicate
فَفيهِ يَحارُ الغُصنُ وَهوَ مُهَفهَفٌ
وَمِنهُand of him يَغارُis jealous الظَّبيُthe gazelle وَهوَwhile it is كَحيلُdark-eyed
وَمِنهُ يَغارُ الظَّبيُ وَهوَ كَحيلُ
The bough marvels at him, slender though it is,
The branch in it wanders while it sways
and the gazelle envies him, dark-eyed though it is.
And the gazelle is jealous yet beautiful.
هَلُمّواcome اِنظُرواlook حاليmy state وَفيand on خَدِّهِhis cheek دَميmy blood
هَلُمّوا اِنظُروا حالي وَفي خَدِّهِ دَمي
شَهيدٌa witness فَقولواthen say قاتِلٌa killer وَقَتيلُand one slain
شَهيدٌ فَقولوا قاتِلٌ وَقَتيلُ
Come, look upon my state: my blood upon his cheek
Come and see my state with blood on his cheek
bears witness; then say, 'A killer and one slain.'
A martyr, so say he's a killer and killed.
أَزيدُI increase لَهُbefore him ذُلّاًin abasement وَيَزدادُand he increases عِزَّةًin pride
أَزيدُ لَهُ ذُلّاً وَيَزدادُ عِزَّةً
وَكُلُّand every مُحِبٍّlover لِلحَبيبِbefore the beloved ذَليلُabased
وَكُلُّ مُحِبٍّ لِلحَبيبِ ذَليلُ
I grow more abased before him, and he grows prouder;
The more humbled for him, the more honored he becomes
every lover is abased before the beloved.
And every lover to the beloved is humbled.
فَوَجديso my longing كَثيرٌabundant مِثلُlike أَيّامِthe days of بُعدِهِhis absence
فَوَجدي كَثيرٌ مِثلُ أَيّامِ بُعدِهِ
وَصَبريand my patience كَأَيّامِlike the days of الدُّنُوِّnearness قَليلُscant
وَصَبري كَأَيّامِ الدُّنُوِّ قَليلُ
My longing is abundant, like the days of his absence,
My patience is little like the days of separation
and my patience scant, like the days of nearness.
And my patience is abundant like days of nearness.
وَماand not حَسَنٌgood عَنaway from ذَلِكَthat الحُسنِloveliness سَلوَةٌconsolation
وَما حَسَنٌ عَن ذَلِكَ الحُسنِ سَلوَةٌ
وَلاand not الصَّبرُpatience عَنapart from ذاكَthat الجَمالِbeauty جَميلُbeautiful
وَلا الصَّبرُ عَن ذاكَ الجَمالِ جَميلُ
It is not good to find solace away from that loveliness,
No solace from that beauty like patience
nor is patience apart from that beauty beautiful.
Nor patience from that beauty is beautiful.
أَبىrefused أَنto يُوافينيcome to me بِسُؤليwith my wish رَسولُthe messenger of مَنthe one whose
أَبى أَن يُوافيني بِسُؤلي رَسولُ مَن
رِضاهُhis favor لِقَلبيfor my heart ياO عَذولِيَmy reproacher سولُa desire
رِضاهُ لِقَلبي يا عَذولِيَ سولُ
The messenger refused to bring me my wish from him whose
The messenger of whom his acceptance is joy to my heart
favor, O my reproacher, is my heart's desire.
Refused to bring me my request, O Most High!
فَدَمعيso my tears مُطيعٌobedient ليto me مَتىwhen ماever (emphasis) دَعوتُهُI summon them
فَدَمعي مُطيعٌ لي مَتى ما دَعوتُهُ
وَصَبريand my patience لَدَيهِbefore him لاnot يُطاعُis obeyed عَذولُa reproacher
وَصَبري لَدَيهِ لا يُطاعُ عَذولُ
My tears obey me whenever I summon them,
My tears obey me whenever I call them
but before him my patience is a reproacher who goes unheeded.
But my patience does not obey the Most High.
وَكَمand many a لَيلَةٍnight باتَspent the night الحَبيبُthe beloved مُنادِميmy drinking companion
وَكَم لَيلَةٍ باتَ الحَبيبُ مُنادِمي
فَأَنجَزَنيso he fulfilled for me فيهاin it الوُعودَthe promises مَطولُa habitual delayer
فَأَنجَزَني فيها الوُعودَ مَطولُ
How many a night the beloved was my drinking companion,
How many nights the beloved kept me company
and that habitual delayer fulfilled his promises to me!
Yet the procrastinator fulfilled his promises.
فَباتَso he spent the night يُعاطينيpassing me المُدامَwine كَريقِهِlike his saliva
فَباتَ يُعاطيني المُدامَ كَريقِهِ
وَدَمعيand my tears عَلىover الخَدِّthe cheek الأَسيلِsmooth يَسيلُflow
وَدَمعي عَلى الخَدِّ الأَسيلِ يَسيلُ
He spent the night passing me wine like his saliva,
He would share wine with me while my tears
while my tears flowed over the smooth cheek.
Flowed down my cheeks.
إِذاwhen الخَمرُwine حَلَّتsettled فيin اللَّهىthe throats اِرتاعَtook fright هَمُّناour sorrow
إِذا الخَمرُ حَلَّت في اللَّهى اِرتاعَ هَمُّنا
لَهاat it فَدَعاهُso it summoned it فَاِستَجابَand it answered رَحيلُdeparture
لَها فَدَعاهُ فَاِستَجابَ رَحيلُ
When wine settled in our throats, our sorrow took fright
Whenever wine stirred joy, our worries
at it; departure summoned it, and it answered.
Called upon it, so it departed.
تَبيتُspend the night كُؤوسُthe cups of الراحِwine تَطلُعُrising أَنجُماًas stars
تَبيتُ كُؤوسُ الراحِ تَطلُعُ أَنجُماً
لَهاfor them فيin اللَّهىthe throats حَتّىuntil الصَّباحِmorning أُفولُa setting
لَها في اللَّهى حَتّى الصَّباحِ أُفولُ
The wine-cups spend the night rising like stars,
The cups of comfort appear like stars in joy
setting in our throats until morning.
Until the dawn makes them disappear.
يَطوفُgoes round بِهاwith them وَسنانُa sleepy-eyed one لِلوَردِfor the rose خَجلَةٌshame
يَطوفُ بِها وَسنانُ لِلوَردِ خَجلَةٌ
إِذاwhen ماever (emphasis) بَداappears مِنfrom خَدِّهِhis cheek وَذُبولُand withering
إِذا ما بَدا مِن خَدِّهِ وَذُبولُ
A sleepy-eyed bearer passes them round; the rose feels shame
His teeth circle the rose bud in shyness
and withers at his cheek whenever he appears.
When they appear from his cheek, blooming.
تُخالِسُهُsteal from him اللَّحظَa glance العُيونُthe eyes مَهابَةًout of awe
تُخالِسُهُ اللَّحظَ العُيونُ مَهابَةً
فَهُنَّso they are صَحيحاتُsound in النَواظِرِsight حُولُcross-eyed
فَهُنَّ صَحيحاتُ النَواظِرِ حُولُ
Eyes steal glances at him in awe;
The glances secretly behold him in awe
though sound of sight, they are cross-eyed.
They are the sound gazes, surrounding.
لَناfor us سَفَرٌa journey بِاللَّحظِby glances فيthrough وَجَناتِهِhis cheeks
لَنا سَفَرٌ بِاللَّحظِ في وَجَناتِهِ
وَلَيسَand there is not لَهُfor it حَتّىuntil يَغيبَhe disappears قُفولُa return
وَلَيسَ لَهُ حَتّى يَغيبَ قُفولُ
Our gaze makes a journey through his cheeks,
Through his glances we travel his gardens
with no return until he disappears.
With no return until he disappears.
تَبَدَّلتI exchanged مِنinstead of سُودٍblack hairs بِبيضٍfor white hairs لَهُنَّwhich have فيin
تَبَدَّلت مِن سُودٍ بِبيضٍ لَهُنَّ في
فُؤاديmy heart وَفَودِيand my temple-locks صَولَةٌan assault وَصَليلُand a clash
فُؤادي وَفَودِي صَولَةٌ وَصَليلُ
I exchanged black hairs for white, which, in
They changed from black to white, raging
my heart and my temple-locks, charge and clash.
And resonating within my heart and insides.
لِشَيبيmy gray hair has نُصولٌblades مِنfrom فُؤاديmy heart خِضابُهاtheir dye
لِشَيبي نُصولٌ مِن فُؤادي خِضابُها
بِماwith what مالَهُhas no حَتّىuntil المَماتِdeath نُصولُfading
بِما مالَهُ حَتّى المَماتِ نُصولُ
My gray hair has blades whose dye comes from my heart,
My temples took on gray hair whose dye is
with a color that will not fade until death.
From my heart, clinging to death.
تَنَكَّرَgrew alien شَيبيmy gray hair مُذsince تَوَلَّتdeparted شَبيبَتيmy youth
تَنَكَّرَ شَيبي مُذ تَوَلَّت شَبيبَتي
فَليso I have أَسَفٌregret بَعدَafter الشَبابِyouth يَطولُgrows long
فَلي أَسَفٌ بَعدَ الشَبابِ يَطولُ
My gray hair grew alien when my youth departed;
My old age changed since my youth bid farewell
mine is a lasting regret after youth.
So I have prolonged sorrow after youth.
وَماليand I have none إِذاwhen ماever (emphasis) عَضَّنيbites me الدَهرُtime ظالِماًunjustly
وَمالي إِذا ما عَضَّني الدَهرُ ظالِماً
فَأَعرَضَso turns away عَنّيfrom me صاحِبٌa companion وَخَليلُand an intimate friend
فَأَعرَضَ عَنّي صاحِبٌ وَخَليلُ
And when time unjustly bites me, I have no one,
What do I care if time treats me unjustly
and companion and intimate turn away from me,
When a friend and confidant turn away from me?
سِوىexcept المَلِكِthe king اِبنِson of الناصِرِal-Nasir الظاهِرِal-Zahir الَّذيwhose
سِوى المَلِكِ اِبنِ الناصِرِ الظاهِرِ الَّذي
نَداهُhis bounty بِإِدراكِof attaining النَّجاحِsuccess كَفيلُa guarantor
نَداهُ بِإِدراكِ النَّجاحِ كَفيلُ
save King al-Zahir, son of al-Nasir, whose
Except for the King, son of Nasir the Apparent
bounty guarantees the attainment of success.
His support for success suffices as guarantor.
إِذاwhen ماever (emphasis) غِياثُGhiyath الدينِal-Din غاثَgave aid بِجودِهِthrough his generosity
إِذا ما غِياثُ الدينِ غاثَ بِجودِهِ
جَرَتflowed فَوقَover أُكمِthe hills of المُعتَفينَthe petitioners سُيولُtorrents
جَرَت فَوقَ أُكمِ المُعتَفينَ سُيولُ
When Ghiyath al-Din gives aid through his generosity,
When the helper of the faith helps with his generosity
torrents flow over the petitioners' hills.
Floods flow above the brows of the hopeful.
مَواهِبُهُhis gifts كومُhigh-humped camels الذُرىin their humps وَسَلاهِبٌand towering steeds
مَواهِبُهُ كومُ الذُرى وَسَلاهِبٌ
فَفيهاso among them رُغاءٌcamel-bellowing مُطرِبٌdelightful وَصَهيلُand neighing
فَفيها رُغاءٌ مُطرِبٌ وَصَهيلُ
His gifts are high-humped camels and towering steeds,
His gifts are like a pile of pearls with
with delightful camel-cries and neighing among them.
Murmuring and neighing rivulets.
إِذاwhen ماever (emphasis) غَزاraided غازيGhazi الأَعاديthe enemies فَكُلُّهُمso all of them
إِذا ما غَزا غازي الأَعادي فَكُلُّهُم
بُغاثٌweak birds عَلَيهاupon them بِالبُزاةِwith falcons يَصولُhe attacks
بُغاثٌ عَلَيها بِالبُزاةِ يَصولُ
When Ghazi raids his enemies, they are all
When the invader invades, they all
weak birds upon which he swoops with falcons.
Pounce viciously upon them.
تَحُلُّdwell مُلوكُthe kings of الأَرضِearth مِنat دونِa point below شَأوِهِhis reach
تَحُلُّ مُلوكُ الأَرضِ مِن دونِ شَأوِهِ
فَفيهِمso in them لَدَيهِbeside him دِقَّةٌinsignificance وَخمولُand obscurity
فَفيهِم لَدَيهِ دِقَّةٌ وَخمولُ
The kings of earth remain below his reach;
The kings of earth without his glory
beside him they are slight and obscure.
Are to him submissive and apathetic.
هُوَhe is اللَّيثُthe lion فيon يَومِthe day of الكَريهَةِbattle مُقدِماًcharging
هُوَ اللَّيثُ في يَومِ الكَريهَةِ مُقدِماً
لَهُfor him الدَّمُblood غَيلٌa flowing stream وَالذَوابِلُand slender spears غيلُthickets
لَهُ الدَّمُ غَيلٌ وَالذَوابِلُ غيلُ
He is the lion, charging on the day of battle;
He is the lion on days of fighting, blood
blood is his flowing stream, and slender spears his thickets.
Before him is a deluge and the valleys, a flood.
فَكُلُّso every شُجاعٍbrave man مِنbefore سُطاهُhis onslaught ذَليلُhumbled
فَكُلُّ شُجاعٍ مِن سُطاهُ ذَليلُ
وَكُلُّand every جَوادٍgenerous man مِنbeside نَداهُhis bounty بَخيلُmiserly
وَكُلُّ جَوادٍ مِن نَداهُ بَخيلُ
Every brave man is humbled before his onslaught,
Every brave one under his authority is humbled
and every generous man is miserly beside his bounty.
And every generous one by his bounty, stingy.
وَتَقصُرُand grow short مِنthrough جَدواهُhis giving أَعمارُthe lifetimes of مالِهِhis wealth
وَتَقصُرُ مِن جَدواهُ أَعمارُ مالِهِ
وَلَكِنَّbut أَعمارَthe lifetimes of الثَناءِpraise تَطولُgrow long
وَلَكِنَّ أَعمارَ الثَناءِ تَطولُ
His giving shortens the lifetimes of his wealth,
His treasures may run out from his generosity
but the lifetimes of praise grow long.
But the ages of praise for him are endless.
فَأَيّامُهُso his days بيضٌwhite وُصِلنَwere joined بِمِثلِهاto their like
فَأَيّامُهُ بيضٌ وُصِلنَ بِمِثلِها
لَهاthey have غُرَرٌwhite forehead-blazes مَعلومَةٌwell-known وَحُجولُand white stockings
لَها غُرَرٌ مَعلومَةٌ وَحُجولُ
His days are white, joined to others like them,
His days are white, connected to the like of them
with renowned forehead-blazes and white stockings.
With known, guaranteed treasures.
بِهِthrough him نُصِرَwas aided الإِسلامُIslam حَتّىso that كَأَنَّماas though
بِهِ نُصِرَ الإِسلامُ حَتّى كَأَنَّما
أَتىcame to الناسَmankind مِنfrom بَعدِafter الرَّسولِthe Messenger رَسولُa messenger
أَتى الناسَ مِن بَعدِ الرَّسولِ رَسولُ
Through him Islam was aided, as though
Through him, Islam was helped until it was as though
a messenger had come to mankind after the Messenger.
After the Prophet, a messenger came to the people.
وَطُلَّand was shed unavenged دَمُthe blood of الأَعداءِthe enemies حَتّىuntil دِيارُهُمtheir homes
وَطُلَّ دَمُ الأَعداءِ حَتّى دِيارُهُم
رُسومٌtraces عَوافٍeffaced بَعدَهُمafter them وَطُلولُand ruins
رُسومٌ عَوافٍ بَعدَهُم وَطُلولُ
The enemies' blood was shed unavenged, until their homes
The blood of enemies flowed until their homes
were effaced traces and ruined remains after them.
Became vacant ruins after them.
وَحامىand he defended عَنِin defense of المَعروفِgoodness حَتّىuntil كَأَنَّهُas though it were
وَحامى عَنِ المَعروفِ حَتّى كَأَنَّهُ
حَليفٌan ally يُحاميhe defends دونَهُon its behalf وَقَبيلُand a clan
حَليفٌ يُحامي دونَهُ وَقَبيلُ
He defended goodness, as though it were
He protected virtue as if he
an ally he shielded, and a clan.
Were an ally protecting it instead of a tribe.
أَأَرهَبُshould I fear? مِنfrom رَمضاءِthe scorching heat of عُسرٍhardship وَظِلُّهُwhile his shade
أَأَرهَبُ مِن رَمضاءِ عُسرٍ وَظِلُّهُ
مَديدٌextended لِمَنfor whoever يَأويtakes refuge إِلَيهِwith him ظَليلُdeeply shady
مَديدٌ لِمَن يَأوي إِلَيهِ ظَليلُ
Should I fear the scorching heat of hardship, while his shade
Shall I fear the heat of hardship, while its shadow
is long and sheltering for whoever takes refuge with him?
Extends for one who takes refuge in it?
لَقَدindeed أَبَتِinsisted الأَيّامُthe days إِلّاon nothing but خَصاصَتيmy destitution
لَقَد أَبَتِ الأَيّامُ إِلّا خَصاصَتي
بِهِنَّamid them فَهَلso do? عِنديagainst me لَهُنَّthey have ذُحولُclaims for vengeance
بِهِنَّ فَهَل عِندي لَهُنَّ ذُحولُ
The days have insisted on nothing but my destitution
Indeed, time insisted on oppressing me
within them; have they claims for vengeance against me?
So order it to return, maybe it will change.
وَلاand no بُدَّescape أَنbut to آويtake refuge إِلىwith ملكٍa king بِهِthrough him
وَلا بُدَّ أَن آوي إِلى ملكٍ بِهِ
عَلىagainst جَيشthe army of لَزباتِthe calamities of الزَمانِtime أَصولُI charge
عَلى جَيش لَزباتِ الزَمانِ أَصولُ
I must take refuge with a king through whom
You are he whom no confusion from glory seizes
I charge against the army of time's calamities.
When all are seized by confusion from glory.
وَيَكفيهِand it suffices him أَنَّthat الناسَpeople قَدindeed مَنَعواwithheld الحَباgifts
وَيَكفيهِ أَنَّ الناسَ قَد مَنَعوا الحَبا
فَلَيسَso there is no لَهُto it إِلّاexcept إِلَيهِto him سَبيلُpath
فَلَيسَ لَهُ إِلّا إِلَيهِ سَبيلُ
It suffices him that people have withheld gifts,
My time did me wrong, so order it
so no path leads to bounty except the path to him.
To return, maybe it will change.
أَلاO! أَيُّهاO المَلكُking الَّذيwhose مَكرُماتُهُhis noble deeds
أَلا أَيُّها المَلكُ الَّذي مَكرُماتُهُ
لَهاthey have خَطَرٌimportance فيamong العالَمينَthe worlds جَليلُmighty
لَها خَطَرٌ في العالَمينَ جَليلُ
O king, whose noble deeds
You are he whose generosity was never found
have mighty worth among all peoples,
To procrastinate despite frequent extravagance.
شَأَوتَyou outstripped مُلوكَthe kings of الأَرضِearth شَرقاًin the east وَمَغرِباًand the west
شَأَوتَ مُلوكَ الأَرضِ شَرقاً وَمَغرِباً
فَماso there is no لَكَfor you فيamong كُلِّall المُلوكِthe kings عَديلُequal
فَما لَكَ في كُلِّ المُلوكِ عَديلُ
you have outstripped the kings of earth, east and west;
Are clouds blamed for constant rain?
among all kings you have no equal.
They have spread over the hills, floods.
وَلَوand if only أَنَّنيI أَسطيعُcould زُرتُI would visit مُمَلَّكاًa crowned ruler
وَلَو أَنَّني أَسطيعُ زُرتُ مُمَلَّكاً
جَداهُhis bounty عَلىupon عافيthe seeker of نَداهُhis generosity هطولُraining abundantly
جَداهُ عَلى عافي نَداهُ هطولُ
If only I could, I would visit a crowned ruler
In Aleppo, the messengers of wishes, Aleppo,
whose bounty rains upon the seeker of his generosity.
So for them is none but what the Abode of Peace has sent.
وَلاطَمتُand I would strike بِالوَجناءِwith a sturdy she-camel وَجنَةَthe cheek of مَهمَهٍa trackless waste
وَلاطَمتُ بِالوَجناءِ وَجنَةَ مَهمَهٍ
تَلاfollowed وَخدَهاher swift stride وَسطَamid الفَلاةِthe desert ذَميلُa gentle trot
تَلا وَخدَها وَسطَ الفَلاةِ ذَميلُ
With a sturdy she-camel I would strike the cheek of a trackless waste,
Its arrows are envied by shooting stars
her swift stride followed by a gentle trot amid the desert.
A warrior wishes they were his horses.
تَعَدّىcrossed over إِلَيهاto her مِنfrom نُحوليmy thinness زِمامَهاher rein
تَعَدّى إِلَيها مِن نُحولي زِمامَها
بِإِدمانِيَthrough my ceaseless pursuit of السَيرَtravel الحَثيثَhurried نُحولُthinness
بِإِدمانِيَ السَيرَ الحَثيثَ نُحولُ
Across her rein, from my own thinness, there would spread to her,
He is the defeater, the Almighty, who snatches the kingdom
through my ceaseless, hurried travel, a thinness.
And sees depriving the weak as injustice.
فَيَمَّمتُso I headed toward مِنهُin him البَحرَthe sea بِالدُّرِّwith pearls قاذِفاًcasting forth
فَيَمَّمتُ مِنهُ البَحرَ بِالدُّرِّ قاذِفاً
وَمِنهُand in him فُراتٌa Euphrates لِلعُفاةِfor petitioners وَنيلُand a Nile
وَمِنهُ فُراتٌ لِلعُفاةِ وَنيلُ
I would seek in him a sea casting forth pearls,
The garden does not seem brocade with its plants appearing
and in him, for petitioners, a Euphrates and a Nile.
Since for the clouds in it, tails were drawn.
وَلَكِنَّbut ضَعفَthe weakness of الحالِcircumstances أَوهىweakened عَزيمَتيmy resolve
وَلَكِنَّ ضَعفَ الحالِ أَوهى عَزيمَتي
فَسُقتُso I dispatched إِلَيهِto him الشِّعرَpoetry وَهوَand it is رَسولُa messenger
فَسُقتُ إِلَيهِ الشِّعرَ وَهوَ رَسولُ
But straitened circumstances weakened my resolve,
With the freshest scattering from you in every gathering
so I dispatched poetry to him as a messenger.
The encomiast stands for it and recites.
وَذَلِكَand that is مَلكٌa king كُلُّevery صَعبٍintractable thing مُمَنَّعٍimpregnable
وَذَلِكَ مَلكٌ كُلُّ صَعبٍ مُمَنَّعٍ
جَموحٍrebellious لَهُbefore him فيin العالَمينَthe worlds ذلولُdocile
جَموحٍ لَهُ في العالَمينَ ذلولُ
He is a king before whom every intractable, impregnable,
So one with a barren, eternal kingdom remains
rebellious thing in the worlds is tame.
While pillars collapse yet he does not.
وَقَدand indeed عَلِمَتhave learned أَعداؤُهُhis enemies أَنَّthat أُمَّهُمtheir mother
وَقَد عَلِمَت أَعداؤُهُ أَنَّ أُمَّهُم
مَتىwhenever أَمَّهُمhe heads toward them مِنthrough بَأسِهِhis might لَثكولُsurely bereaved
مَتى أَمَّهُم مِن بَأسِهِ لَثكولُ
His enemies know that their mother,
With the finest rhyme I have composed and sent
when he advances upon them, is surely bereaved by his might.
Maybe it will find acceptance with him.
يُقَصِّرُfall short عَنهُof him مادِحوهُthose praising him فَكُلُّهُمso each of them
يُقَصِّرُ عَنهُ مادِحوهُ فَكُلُّهُم
لَهُto him بِالتِماسِin seeking العُذرِpardon مِنهُfrom him سَؤولُan earnest petitioner
لَهُ بِالتِماسِ العُذرِ مِنهُ سَؤولُ
His eulogists fall short of him, and every one
In it are poetic feet, which are its melodies
petitions him for pardon.
Offered by generosity which is active.
إِلىto دَوحَةِthe great tree of المَجدِglory المُؤَثَّلِfirmly rooted يَنتَميhe belongs
إِلى دَوحَةِ المَجدِ المُؤَثَّلِ يَنتَمي
وَفيهاand in it فُروعٌbranches دونَهُbeneath him وَأُصولُand roots
وَفيها فُروعٌ دونَهُ وَأُصولُ
He belongs to the great tree of firmly rooted glory,
I trust a provision from him will come hastened
with branches and roots beneath him.
So for he whom I mean and depend on.
تَقومُstand مُلوكُthe kings of الأَرضِearth فيupon الأَرضِthe earth مُثَّلاًin attendance
تَقومُ مُلوكُ الأَرضِ في الأَرضِ مُثَّلاً
لَهُbefore him وَلَهُand he has فَوقَabove السِّماكِal-Simak مُثولُa standing
لَهُ وَلَهُ فَوقَ السِّماكِ مُثولُ
The kings of earth stand upon the earth in attendance
When all are confused and bewildered by glory
before him, while he stands above al-Simak.
You are he whom confusion does not seize.
وَقافِيَةٍand a poem حَبَّرتُهاI embellished it فَبَعَثتُهاso I dispatched it
وَقافِيَةٍ حَبَّرتُها فَبَعَثتُها
عَسىperhaps أَنmay يُوافيهاreach it لَدَيهِwith him قَبولُacceptance
عَسى أَن يُوافيها لَدَيهِ قَبولُ
And a poem I embellished and dispatched,
My time did me wrong, so order it
hoping it might find acceptance with him.
To return, maybe it will change.
فَفيهاso in it مَفاعيلٌmafa'il (metrical feet; deeds) وَهُنَّand they are هَناتُهُhis lesser deeds
فَفيها مَفاعيلٌ وَهُنَّ هَناتُهُ
يُقَدِّمُهاleads them الإِحسانُbeneficence وَهوَand he is فَعولُfa'ul (metrical foot; active doer)
يُقَدِّمُها الإِحسانُ وَهوَ فَعولُ
Within it are mafa'il, and they are his lesser deeds;
You are he whose generosity in spending was never
beneficence leads them, and he is fa'ul, ever a doer.
Found to neglect despite frequent extravagance.
وَثِقتُI trusted بِرِزقٍin sustenance مِنهُfrom him يَأتيcoming مُعَجَّلاًpromptly
وَثِقتُ بِرِزقٍ مِنهُ يَأتي مُعَجَّلاً
كَذَلِكَlikewise مَنthose whom أُعنىI care بِهِfor him وَأَعولُand support
كَذَلِكَ مَن أُعنى بِهِ وَأَعولُ
I have trusted that sustenance from him will come promptly,
Are clouds blamed when constantly raining?
and so have those I care for and support.
They spread over the hills, floods.
إِذاwhen ماever (emphasis) اِعتَرىovertakes كُلّاًeveryone ذُهولٌheedlessness عَنِof العُلاhigh endeavor
إِذا ما اِعتَرى كُلّاً ذُهولٌ عَنِ العُلا
فَأَنتَso you are الَّذيthe one whom لاnot يَعتَريهِovertakes him ذُهُولُheedlessness
فَأَنتَ الَّذي لا يَعتَريهِ ذُهُولُ
When heedlessness of high endeavor overtakes everyone,
In Allepo, the messengers of wishes, Allepo
you are the one whom heedlessness never overtakes.
So for them is only what the Abode of Peace has sent.
غَداbecame زَمَنيmy time جَوراًoppressive عَلَيَّtoward me فَمُرهُso command it أَنto
غَدا زَمَني جَوراً عَلَيَّ فَمُرهُ أَن
يَعودَreturn لَعَلَّperhaps الحالَcircumstances فيهِin it تَحولُchange
يَعودَ لَعَلَّ الحالَ فيهِ تَحولُ
My time has grown oppressive toward me; command it
Its arrows are shooting stars, envied
to turn back, that perhaps my circumstances may change.
A warrior wishes they were his horses.
فَأَنتَso you are الَّذيthe one who فيin جودِهِhis generosity لَمnever يَقُمarose لَهُagainst him
فَأَنتَ الَّذي في جودِهِ لَم يَقُم لَهُ
عَلىdespite كَثرَةِthe abundance of الإِسرافِextravagance فيهِin it عَذولُa reproacher
عَلى كَثرَةِ الإِسرافِ فيهِ عَذولُ
You are he whose generosity has never drawn
He who snatches the kingdom from the tyrant
a reproacher, despite all its extravagance.
Sees depriving the weak as plunder.
وَهَلand are? تُعذَلُreproached السُّحبُthe clouds المَواطِرُrain-bearing فيfor الحَياlife-giving rain
وَهَل تُعذَلُ السُّحبُ المَواطِرُ في الحَيا
وَقَدwhile already طَبَّقَتhave covered مِنهاfrom them التِلاعَthe valleys سُيولُtorrents
وَقَد طَبَّقَت مِنها التِلاعَ سُيولُ
Are rain-bearing clouds reproached for life-giving rain,
The garden's plants do not seem like brocade
when their torrents have covered the valleys?
Since for the clouds in it, tails were drawn.
فَفيso in حَلَبٍAleppo رُسلُthe messengers of المُنىwishes حَلَبٌa racing field فَماso there is no
فَفي حَلَبٍ رُسلُ المُنى حَلَبٌ فَما
لَهاfor them غَيرَother than ماwhat دارthe Abode of السَلامِPeace رَسيلُa fellow racer
لَها غَيرَ ما دار السَلامِ رَسيلُ
In Aleppo the messengers of wishes form a racing field; they have no
With the finest praise of you in every gathering
fellow racer save those from Dar al-Salam.
The praiser stands for it and says:
لِشَهبائِهاof its gray mare الشُّهبُthe stars الثَّواقِبُpiercing حُسَّدٌenvious ones
لِشَهبائِها الشُّهبُ الثَّواقِبُ حُسَّدٌ
تَمَنّىwishing لِغازٍfor Ghazi أَنَّهُنَّthat they were خُيولُhorses
تَمَنّى لِغازٍ أَنَّهُنَّ خُيولُ
The piercing stars envy its gray mare,
So one remains with a barren, eternal kingdom
wishing they were horses for Ghazi.
While pillars collapse yet he does not.
هُوَhe is السالِبُthe one stripping الجَبّارِthe tyrant بَيضَةَthe core of مُلكِهِhis kingdom
هُوَ السالِبُ الجَبّارِ بَيضَةَ مُلكِهِ
يَرىhe considers أَنَّthat حِرمانَdepriving العُفاةِsuppliants غُلولُembezzlement
يَرى أَنَّ حِرمانَ العُفاةِ غُلولُ
He strips the tyrant of the very core of his kingdom,
and sees depriving suppliants as embezzlement.
فَماso not الرَّوضُthe garden كَالدّيباجِlike brocade يَبدوappears نَباتُهُits growth
فَما الرَّوضُ كَالدّيباجِ يَبدو نَباتُهُ
وَقَدand indeed سُحِبَتhave been trailed للسُّحبِof the clouds فيهِthrough it ذُيولُskirts
وَقَد سُحِبَت للسُّحبِ فيهِ ذُيولُ
No garden, its growth appearing like brocade,
with the trailing skirts of clouds drawn through it,
بِأَطيَبَsweeter نَشراًin fragrance مِنكَthan you فيin كُلِّevery مَحفلٍgathering
بِأَطيَبَ نَشراً مِنكَ في كُلِّ مَحفلٍ
يَقومُrises بِهِin it المُطريthe eulogist لَهُpraising him فَيَقولُthen speaks
يَقومُ بِهِ المُطري لَهُ فَيَقولُ
is sweeter in fragrance than you in every gathering
where his eulogist rises and speaks.
فَلاso may not زالَhe cease ذاpossessing مُلكٍa kingdom عَقيمٍbegetting no rival مُؤَبَّدٍeverlasting
فَلا زالَ ذا مُلكٍ عَقيمٍ مُؤَبَّدٍ
تَزولُpass away الرَّواسيthe firm-rooted mountains وَهوَwhile it لَيسَdoes not يَزولُpass away
تَزولُ الرَّواسي وَهوَ لَيسَ يَزولُ
May he ever hold an everlasting kingdom that begets no rival,
while the firm-rooted mountains pass away and it does not.
Partial English translation: 120 of 128 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1