جاءَcame الرَبيعُspring وَرَوضُهُand its garden المَمطورُrain-drenched
جاءَ الرَبيعُ وَرَوضُهُ المَمطورُ
مِنfrom نَورِهِits blossoms الباكيweeping يُضاحِكُsmiles back نورُlight
مِن نَورِهِ الباكي يُضاحِكُ نورُ
Spring has come, and in its rain-drenched garden,
Spring has come with its rain-watered meadow
light smiles back from its weeping blossoms.
Its weeping light makes light laugh
تُذريshed الجُفونُthe eyelids دُموعَهُits tears فَكَأَنَّهُso as though it were الthe
تُذري الجُفونُ دُموعَهُ فَكَأَنَّهُ ال
مَحزونُsorrowful one وَهوَand it is العاشِقُthe lover المَسرورُjoyful
مَحزونُ وَهوَ العاشِقُ المَسرورُ
The eyelids shed its tears, as though it were the
Eyelids shed its tears as if it is not
sorrowful one, though it is the joyful lover.
A grieving lover but a joyous lover
هَلhas ...? جاءَcome مِنfrom صَنعاءَSana'a تاجِرُmerchant بَزِّهِits cloth
هَل جاءَ مِن صَنعاءَ تاجِرُ بَزِّهِ
فَالوَشيُfor the brocade مِنfrom مَطوِيِّهِhis folded wares مَنشورُspread out
فَالوَشيُ مِن مَطوِيِّهِ مَنشورُ
Has the merchant of its cloth come from Sana'a?
Has a merchant come from Sanaa with his goods
For brocade from his folded wares lies spread out.
His fabrics being taken out of his bags
صاغَتfashioned بِهِin it الأَيديthe hands أَكُفّاًpalms مِنof يَواrubies (first part)
صاغَت بِهِ الأَيدي أَكُفّاً مِن يَوا
قيتٍrubies (completion) نُظِمنَwere strung فَحَبَّذاso how lovely المَنثورُwhat is scattered
قيتٍ نُظِمنَ فَحَبَّذا المَنثورُ
Hands there have fashioned palms of
Hands have made bracelets out of strung
rubies strung together—how lovely the scattered gems!
Carnelian, a blessed scattered necklace
وَبِهِand in it البَنَفسِجُthe violet عُقِّدَتwere knotted أَصداغُهُits temple-locks
وَبِهِ البَنَفسِجُ عُقِّدَت أَصداغُهُ
وَكَأَنَّهُand as though it مُتَنَفِّساًbreathing out مَخمورُwine-drunk
وَكَأَنَّهُ مُتَنَفِّساً مَخمورُ
And there the violet's temple-locks are knotted,
Violets have been strung at their temples
and as it breathes, it seems drunk with wine.
As if they are drunk and taking deep breaths
زَهَراتُblossoms نَرجِسِهِits narcissus تَضَوَّعُexhale fragrance عَنبَراًambergris
زَهَراتُ نَرجِسِهِ تَضَوَّعُ عَنبَراً
مِنfrom زَعفَرانٍsaffron ضَمَّهُenclosed it كافورُcamphor
مِن زَعفَرانٍ ضَمَّهُ كافورُ
Its narcissus blooms exhale ambergris,
Narcissus flowers give off ambergris fragrance
from saffron that camphor has embraced.
That camphor has gathered with saffron
يَرنوgazes بِأَعيُنِwith eyes غانِياتٍbeautiful women ماnot بِهاin them
يَرنو بِأَعيُنِ غانِياتٍ ما بِها
مِنof نَعسَةٍdrowsiness لَكِنbut بِهِنَّin them فُتورُlanguor
مِن نَعسَةٍ لَكِن بِهِنَّ فُتورُ
It gazes with beauties' eyes, with no trace
They wink at the eyes of singing slave-girls
of drowsiness, yet they hold languor.
Who have no drowsiness but languor in them
شَقَّtore الشَقيقُthe anemone جُيوبَهُits collars طَرَباًin rapture وَقَدand already
شَقَّ الشَقيقُ جُيوبَهُ طَرَباً وَقَد
غَنّىsang الهَزارُthe nightingale وَغَرَّدَand warbled الشُحرورُthe blackbird
غَنّى الهَزارُ وَغَرَّدَ الشُحرورُ
The anemone tore its collars in rapture, while
Anemones have ripped open their dresses in rapture
the nightingale sang and the blackbird warbled.
And the warblers have trilled and bullfinches chirped
مِنfrom أَينَwhere يوجَدُis found لِلقُلوبِfor hearts سُكونُهاtheir repose
مِن أَينَ يوجَدُ لِلقُلوبِ سُكونُها
وَالماءُand the water فيهِin it كَأَنَّهُas though it مَذعورُterrified
وَالماءُ فيهِ كَأَنَّهُ مَذعورُ
Where can hearts find their repose,
Where can hearts find their peace
when the water there seems terrified?
When the water in it seems turbulent
فَصلُseason الرَبيعِspring هُوَit is الشَبابُyouth مُحَبَّباًbeloved
فَصلُ الرَبيعِ هُوَ الشَبابُ مُحَبَّباً
إِنَّindeed الشَبابَyouth زَمانُهُits time مَشكورُworthy of thanks
إِنَّ الشَبابَ زَمانُهُ مَشكورُ
Springtime is youth, dearly loved;
The season of spring is beloved youth
indeed, youth's time is worthy of thanks.
Indeed, the spring of youth is a blessed time
وَيَهُزُّand shakes مُعتَلُّlanguid النَسيمِthe breeze غُصونَهُits branches
وَيَهُزُّ مُعتَلُّ النَسيمِ غُصونَهُ
فَيُرىso is seen المُعانِقُthe embracing one فيهِin it وَالمَهجورُand the forsaken one
فَيُرى المُعانِقُ فيهِ وَالمَهجورُ
And the languid breeze shakes its branches,
The gently blowing breeze shakes its branches
revealing there the embracing and the forsaken.
Where the embracing and the abandoned are seen
وَتُصَفِّقُand clap الأَوراقُthe leaves فيon أَغصانِهِits branches
وَتُصَفِّقُ الأَوراقُ في أَغصانِهِ
فَتَنوحُso lament مِنهاfrom them بِالغَرامِwith ardent love طُيورُbirds
فَتَنوحُ مِنها بِالغَرامِ طُيورُ
And the leaves clap upon its branches,
Leaves clap in its branches
so from them birds lament with love.
So birds lament their love from it
صِيغَتwere fashioned بِهِin it حُلَلُrobes الشَقيقِthe anemone فَياso, oh لَهاfor them
صِيغَت بِهِ حُلَلُ الشَقيقِ فَيا لَها
شُقراًruddy لِقَلبيfor my heart عِندَهُنَّbeside them شُقورُcares
شُقراً لِقَلبي عِندَهُنَّ شُقورُ
The anemone's robes are fashioned there—what
Dresses are tailored for anemones, oh how
ruddy beauties! Beside them my heart has cares.
They have cleavage that breaks my heart
وَكَأَنَّناand as though we بِالوَردِconcerning the rose يُرسَلُis sent رائِداًas a scout
وَكَأَنَّنا بِالوَردِ يُرسَلُ رائِداً
قَدalready حُلَّwas unfastened عَنهُfrom it قباؤُهُits coat المَزرورُbuttoned
قَد حُلَّ عَنهُ قباؤُهُ المَزرورُ
And we seem to see the rose dispatched as a scout,
It is as if the roses have sent a scout
its buttoned coat now unfastened.
Who has taken off his worn-out cloak
نَظَمَتarrayed خُدودَcheeks الوَردِthe roses عَربَدَةُrevelry الصِبىyouth
نَظَمَت خُدودَ الوَردِ عَربَدَةُ الصِبى
فَتَبَسَّمَتso smiled لِلأُقحُوانِthe daisies' ثُغورُmouths
فَتَبَسَّمَت لِلأُقحُوانِ ثُغورُ
Youth's revelry arrayed the roses' cheeks,
The peach fuzz on rose cheeks is the mischief of boys
so the daisies' mouths broke into smiles.
So mouths/lips smiled at the dimples
وَالزَهرُand the blossoms مَنظومٌstrung عَلىupon دَوحاتِهِits spreading trees
وَالزَهرُ مَنظومٌ عَلى دَوحاتِهِ
وَعَلىand upon بِساطِcarpet رِياضِهِits gardens مَنثورُscattered
وَعَلى بِساطِ رِياضِهِ مَنثورُ
And flowers are strung upon its spreading trees,
Flowers are threaded on its branches
and scattered over the carpet of its gardens.
And scattered on the carpet of its meadows
ماnot هَبَّblew مَمدودُextended-form (ending in -āʾ) الهَواءِthe air لَناfor us بِهِin it
ما هَبَّ مَمدودُ الهَواءِ لَنا بِهِ
إِلّاexcept لِيَزدادَso that it may increase الهَوىlove المَقصورُshortened-form (ending in -ā)
إِلّا لِيَزدادَ الهَوى المَقصورُ
No air—hawāʾ, the extended form—blows for us there
The outstretched air has not brought us
except to deepen love—hawā, the shortened form.
Anything but to increase imprisoned passion
أَحسِنhow lovely بِهِit is فيin الدَهرِthe ages زَوراًas a guest عِندَهُbeside it
أَحسِن بِهِ في الدَهرِ زَوراً عِندَهُ
عِندَupon التَأَمُّلِreflection كُلُّevery زَورٍguest زُورُfalsehood
عِندَ التَأَمُّلِ كُلُّ زَورٍ زُورُ
How lovely a guest it is through the ages! Beside it,
Feign in the world its visit as good
on reflection, every other guest is a sham.
In contemplation, all hypocrisy is hypocrisy
فَكَأَنَّso as though باكوراتِهِits early blossoms فيin نَشرِهاtheir fragrance
فَكَأَنَّ باكوراتِهِ في نَشرِها
تُهديoffers ثَناءًpraise حازَهُhe earned it بَكرورُBakrur
تُهدي ثَناءً حازَهُ بَكرورُ
So it is as though its early blossoms, spreading their fragrance,
It is as if its first fruits in blooming
offer up praise that Bakrur has earned.
Pay tribute to the early risen
بَطَلٌa hero بِهِthrough him الإيمانُfaith أَصبَحَbecame آمِناًsecure
بَطَلٌ بِهِ الإيمانُ أَصبَحَ آمِناً
وَالكُفرُand unbelief مِنهُof him قَلبُهُits heart مَذعورُterrified
وَالكُفرُ مِنهُ قَلبُهُ مَذعورُ
A hero through whom faith has become secure,
Faith has triumphed, it has become safe
and unbelief's heart is terrified of him.
And disbelief, its heart terrified by it
شَهِدَتtestified مِنَamong الأَعداءِthe enemies يَومَon the day نِزالِهِhis combat
شَهِدَت مِنَ الأَعداءِ يَومَ نِزالِهِ
بِسُطاهُto his assaults أَكبادٌlivers لَهُfor him وَنُحورُand throats
بِسُطاهُ أَكبادٌ لَهُ وَنُحورُ
Among his foes, on the day of his combat, witness was borne
It has witnessed from enemies on the day of battle
by livers and throats to his assaults.
Livers exposed for it and throats
فَرِماحُهُfor his spears ماnot إِنindeed (emphatic) تَزالُcease لَدىamid الوَغىbattle
فَرِماحُهُ ما إِن تَزالُ لَدى الوَغى
تَندَقُّbreak apart مِنهاof them فيin الصُدورِbreasts صُدورُspearheads
تَندَقُّ مِنها في الصُدورِ صُدورُ
For his spears never cease, amid battle,
Its spears, when in the heat of battle
to have their points break within breasts.
Pierce chests, chests pierce chests
وَلِسَيفِهِand for his sword المَشهورِdrawn فيupon قِمَمِcrowns العِداthe foes
وَلِسَيفِهِ المَشهورِ في قِمَمِ العِدا
ضَربٌblows يُفَلِّقُsplits هامَهُمtheir skulls مَشهورُfamous
ضَربٌ يُفَلِّقُ هامَهُم مَشهورُ
And his drawn sword, upon his enemies' crowns,
Its famous sword on the summits of enemies
deals famed blows that split their skulls.
Has a renowned strike that splits their skulls
فَبِبَأسِهِso by his might فيهِمamong them تُهَدُّare demolished مَعاقِلٌstrongholds
فَبِبَأسِهِ فيهِم تُهَدُّ مَعاقِلٌ
شُمُّlofty الذُرىthe summits وَبِهِand through him تُسَدُّare closed ثُغورُfrontier passes
شُمُّ الذُرى وَبِهِ تُسَدُّ ثُغورُ
Thus by his might, their strongholds are brought down,
So by its might against them, fortresses collapse
lofty-crested; and through him the frontiers are secured.
Evil is sniffed out and breaches are closed by it
مِنهُbecause of him بِلادُlands الكُفرِunbelief تُرعَدُtremble خيفَةًin fear
مِنهُ بِلادُ الكُفرِ تُرعَدُ خيفَةً
وَإِلَيهِand toward him مَنthose who فيin صورَTyre خَوفاًin fear صورُbowed
وَإِلَيهِ مَن في صورَ خَوفاً صورُ
The lands of unbelief tremble in dread of him,
By it the lands of disbelief thunder in fear
and toward him those in Tyre bow in fear.
And those in Syria seek it in fear
ماnot كَرَّcharged إِلّاexcept قالَتِsaid الأَقيالُthe chieftains فيon
ما كَرَّ إِلّا قالَتِ الأَقيالُ في
يَومِday الوَغىbattle بكرورُBakrur ياO مَنصورُvictorious one
يَومِ الوَغى بكرورُ يا مَنصورُ
Whenever he charged, the chieftains cried, on
Whenever it attacked, the vanguards said
the day of battle, 'Bakrur, O victorious one!'
On the day of battle, “Victory, oh Mansur!”
فَحَديثُهُso his story بِسَماحِهِof his generosity وَكِفاحِهِand his combat
فَحَديثُهُ بِسَماحِهِ وَكِفاحِهِ
فيin كَسبِهِhis attaining عاليlofty العُلاglory مَأثورُhanded down
في كَسبِهِ عالي العُلا مَأثورُ
Thus the tale of his generosity and his fighting,
So its discourse of its tolerance and struggle
in his attaining the heights of glory, is handed down.
In its lofty earning is well-known
فيin الجَدبِdrought وَالحَربِand war العَوانِrenewed كَأَنَّهُas though he
في الجَدبِ وَالحَربِ العَوانِ كَأَنَّهُ
لَيثٌa lion وَغَيثٌand rain هامِرٌpouring وَهَصورُand crushing
لَيثٌ وَغَيثٌ هامِرٌ وَهَصورُ
In drought and renewed war, he seems
In drought and war supporters as if it is
a lion and a rainstorm—torrential and crushing.
A lion, rain, talkative, and wide-eyed
قَلبيmy heart بِصِدقِwith sincerity وَلاءِallegiance شَمسِShams (sun) الدينِal-Din (the faith) مَغflooded (first part)
قَلبي بِصِدقِ وَلاءِ شَمسِ الدينِ مَغ
مورٌflooded (completion) وَرَبعيand my dwelling بِالنَدىthrough bounty مَعمورُflourishing
مورٌ وَرَبعي بِالنَدى مَعمورُ
My heart, with true allegiance to Shams al-Din, is
My heart is flooded by the sincerity of the loyalty to the Sun of the Religion
flooded, and my dwelling thrives through bounty.
And my terrain is populated by dew
وافىcame إِلَيَّto me رَسولُهُhis messenger بِنَوالِهِwith his gift
وافى إِلَيَّ رَسولُهُ بِنَوالِهِ
فَشَكَرتُهُso I thanked him إِنَّindeed المُحِبَّthe lover شَكورُgrateful
فَشَكَرتُهُ إِنَّ المُحِبَّ شَكورُ
His messenger came to me with his gift,
Its messenger has come to me with his gift
so I thanked him: truly, one who loves is grateful.
So I thanked him, indeed the lover is grateful
ليI have ماءُwater وَجهٍface صينَwas preserved عَنfrom إِهراقِهِspilling it
لي ماءُ وَجهٍ صينَ عَن إِهراقِهِ
عِندَbefore المُلوكِthe kings وَإِنَّهُand indeed it مَوفورُundiminished
عِندَ المُلوكِ وَإِنَّهُ مَوفورُ
My face's water—my honor—was spared from spilling
I have the water of a face that is guarded from shedding
before kings, and it remains undiminished.
In the presence of kings and it is abundant
هَذاthis وَفَضليand my excellence شائِعٌwidely known جِدّاًvery وَلَفand speech (first part)
هَذا وَفَضلي شائِعٌ جِدّاً وَلَف
ظيmy speech (completion) اللُؤلُؤُpearls المَنظومُstrung (verse) وَالمَنثورُand scattered (prose)
ظي اللُؤلُؤُ المَنظومُ وَالمَنثورُ
This, though my excellence is very widely known, and my
This while my superiority is widely circulating
speech is pearls, both strung and scattered.
My prose and poetry being the strung pearls and the scattered
وَلَوَand if اَنَّنيthat I يَمَّمتُهُمmade for them لَتَغَيَّبَتwould surely disappear
وَلَوَ اَنَّني يَمَّمتُهُم لَتَغَيَّبَت
عَنfrom حَضرَتيmy presence عُصَبٌbands هُناكَthere حُضورُassembled
عَن حَضرَتي عُصَبٌ هُناكَ حُضورُ
And were I to make for them, there would disappear
If I were to gather them, company would be
from my presence bands now gathered there.
Deprived of my presence there while present
لَكِنbut لُعابُsaliva النَحلِthe bees حُلوٌsweet طَعمُهُits taste
لَكِن لُعابُ النَحلِ حُلوٌ طَعمُهُ
لَوif only لَمnot يُذَبذِبbuzzed حَولَهُaround it الزُنبورُthe hornet
لَو لَم يُذَبذِب حَولَهُ الزُنبورُ
But the bees' saliva is sweet to taste,
But the nectar of bees is sweet in taste
if only the hornet did not buzz around it.
Even if the wasps waver around it
وَعَلَيَّand upon me مِنfrom حُلَلِrobes القَناعَةِcontentment حُلَّةٌa robe
وَعَلَيَّ مِن حُلَلِ القَناعَةِ حُلَّةٌ
إِنّيindeed I لَمُختالٌsurely strutting بِهاin it وَفَخورُand proud
إِنّي لَمُختالٌ بِها وَفَخورُ
And I wear a robe from the robes of contentment;
And I have the dress of contentment to wear
indeed, I strut in it and am proud.
I strut around with it and I am proud
ماno ليfor me إِلىtoward وُدِّcourting المَطامِعِcovetous hopes فيamong الوَرىhumankind
ما لي إِلى وُدِّ المَطامِعِ في الوَرى
يَوماًever رَواحٌevening going يَقتَفيهِfollows it بُكورُearly-morning going
يَوماً رَواحٌ يَقتَفيهِ بُكورُ
To court covetous hopes among men, I make no
I do not yearn for the affection of the ambitious in the world
evening visit, ever, followed by a morning one.
A comfort that the early riser attains
أَنتَyou الأَميرُthe emir فَعِشتَso may you live أَطيَبَthe sweetest عيشَةٍlife
أَنتَ الأَميرُ فَعِشتَ أَطيَبَ عيشَةٍ
وَالناسُand the people كُلُّهُمall of them لَكَfor you المَأمورُunder command
وَالناسُ كُلُّهُم لَكَ المَأمورُ
You are the emir: may you live the sweetest life,
You are the prince, so you have lived the most delightful life
and all the people are yours to command.
And all the people are under your command
فَعَلىso above البِلادِthe lands عَلاascended مَنابِرpulpits فَخرِهِits pride
فَعَلى البِلادِ عَلا مَنابِر فَخرِهِ
فيamong العالَمينَall the world بِمَجدِكَthrough your glory الشاغورُal-Shaghur
في العالَمينَ بِمَجدِكَ الشاغورُ
Thus, above the lands, upon the pulpits of its pride, has risen
So the platforms of its pride became high over the two worlds
al-Shaghur, before all the world, through your glory.
Through your glorious reign Al-Shaughoor
فَتُرابُهُso its soil المِسكُmusk الأَريجُfragrant وَنَبتُهُand its plants الرthe (split prefix)
فَتُرابُهُ المِسكُ الأَريجُ وَنَبتُهُ الر
رَيحانُbasil طيباًin fragrance وَالمِياهُand the waters خُمورُwines
رَيحانُ طيباً وَالمِياهُ خُمورُ
So its soil is fragrant musk, and its plants are
Its soil is aromatic musk, its plantation fragrant
sweet-scented basil, and its waters wine.
Sweet basil, its waters are wines
لاnot زِلتَyou cease فيin عِزٍّglory وَسَعدٍand good fortune دائِمٍlasting
لا زِلتَ في عِزٍّ وَسَعدٍ دائِمٍ
أَوuntil يَنتَحيturns toward لِلنَفخِfor blowing فيهِinto it الصُورُthe Trumpet
أَو يَنتَحي لِلنَفخِ فيهِ الصُورُ
May you remain in glory and enduring good fortune,
May you remain forever in power and good fortune
until one turns to blow the Trumpet.
Or the Horn is blown in which is the Resurrection
Sol 6.1