عَلىconcerning حُبِّكُمlove for you عادِليturned to my side عاذِليmy reproacher
عَلى حُبِّكُم عادِلي عاذِلي
عَذيراًan advocate يَحَظُّshows favor وَلاand does not ياتَليslacken
عَذيراً يَحَظُّ وَلا ياتَلي
Over my love for you, my reproacher has taken my side,
An advocate who favors me and never slackens.
فَأَمرَحَنيso he let me roam freely فيin رُبوعِthe dwellings الهَوىof love
فَأَمرَحَني في رُبوعِ الهَوى
وَأَلقىand he cast بِحَبليwith my rope عَلىupon كاهِليmy shoulder
وَأَلقى بِحَبلي عَلى كاهِلي
So he let me roam freely in the dwellings of love,
And cast my rope upon my shoulder.
وَأَقسَمَand he swore ليto me أَنَّthat مَنwhoever لامَreproached فيconcerning
وَأَقسَمَ لي أَنَّ مَن لامَ في
مَحَبِّتِكُمlove for you لَيسَis not بِالعاقِلِin his right mind
مَحَبِّتِكُم لَيسَ بِالعاقِلِ
And swore to me that whoever reproaches
My love for you is not in his right mind.
هَلُمّواcome انظُرواlook تَعجَبواmarvel مِنat بُكاthe weeping الthe (continued)
هَلُمّوا انظُروا تَعجَبوا مِن بُكا ال
قَتيلِslain man اِشتِياقاًout of longing إِلىfor القاتِلِthe slayer
قَتيلِ اِشتِياقاً إِلى القاتِلِ
Come, look, and marvel at the weeping of the
Slain man, longing for his slayer.
فَمِنfor through وَجدِهِhis passion هُوَhe فيthroughout دَهرِهِhis lifetime
فَمِن وَجدِهِ هُوَ في دَهرِهِ
عَنِfrom العَذلِreproach فيin شُغُلٍpreoccupation شاغِلِall-consuming
عَنِ العَذلِ في شُغُلٍ شاغِلِ
For through his passion, throughout his life he is
Too wholly absorbed to heed reproach.
وَمِنand through حُسنِهِhis beauty حِصنُهُhis fortress لَمhas not يُرَعbeen alarmed
وَمِن حُسنِهِ حِصنُهُ لَم يُرَع
بِجَيشِby an army وَغىًof war لَجِبٍclamorous حامِلِcharging
بِجَيشِ وَغىً لَجِبٍ حامِلِ
And his fortress of beauty has never been daunted
By a clamorous, charging army of war.
فَبِالقَدِّfor, with his stature كَمhow many دونَهُin his defense طاعِناًa spearman
فَبِالقَدِّ كَم دونَهُ طاعِناً
وَكَمand how many بِاللَواحِظِwith glances مِنof نابِلِan archer
وَكَم بِاللَواحِظِ مِن نابِلِ
For in his stature, how many a spearman guards him,
And in his glances, how many an archer!
وَعَنand from قَوسِthe bow حاجِبِهِof his eyebrow فُوِّقَتwere nocked
وَعَن قَوسِ حاجِبِهِ فُوِّقَت
سِهامُarrows اللَواحِظِof glances لِلناضِلِfor the archer
سِهامُ اللَواحِظِ لِلناضِلِ
And on the bow of his eyebrow are nocked
The arrows of glances for the archer.
وَأَجفانُهُand his eyelids مُشهِراتٌbrandishing ظُباًblades
وَأَجفانُهُ مُشهِراتٌ ظُباً
قَواطِعَkeen-cutting كَالقَدَرِlike fate النازِلِdescending
قَواطِعَ كَالقَدَرِ النازِلِ
And his eyelids brandish blades,
Keen-cutting, like descending fate.
عَلَيَّagainst me جَنىwrought ماwhat جَنىwrought رِدفُهُhis hips الthe (continued)
عَلَيَّ جَنى ما جَنى رِدفُهُ ال
ثَقيلُheavy عَلىupon خَصرِهِhis waist النَّاحِلِslender
ثَقيلُ عَلى خَصرِهِ النَّاحِلِ
His hips have wronged me as they have wronged—
Heavy as they are—his slender waist.
وَماand did not خافَfear مَنthe one whom أَناI مَملوكُهُhis slave
وَما خافَ مَن أَنا مَملوكُهُ
وَلَيسَand he is not سِوىother than المَلِكِthe king الكامِلِal-Kamil
وَلَيسَ سِوى المَلِكِ الكامِلِ
Nor have they feared the one whose slave I am,
Who is none other than al-Malik al-Kamil.
شَديدُprofound in الحَياءِmodesty عَتيدُever ready with الحِباءِgifts
شَديدُ الحَياءِ عَتيدُ الحِباءِ
أَعَمُّmore widespread مِنَthan الوابِلِthe heavy rain الهاطِلِpouring
أَعَمُّ مِنَ الوابِلِ الهاطِلِ
Profound in modesty, ever ready with gifts,
More far-reaching than the pouring rain.
لَهُhe has هَيبَةٌawe-inspiring majesty تَحتَهاbeneath it هَبَّةٌa fierce rush
لَهُ هَيبَةٌ تَحتَها هَبَّةٌ
تَفُتُّshatters حَشاthe heart الأَسَدِof the lion الباسِلِvaliant
تَفُتُّ حَشا الأَسَدِ الباسِلِ
He has a majesty beneath which lies an onslaught
That shatters the heart of the valiant lion.
يَحُلُّhe takes his place لَدىamid الرَوعِterror مِنwithin جَيشِهِhis army
يَحُلُّ لَدى الرَوعِ مِن جَيشِهِ
مَحَلَّthe place السِّنانِof the spearhead مِنَupon العامِلِthe spear shaft
مَحَلَّ السِّنانِ مِنَ العامِلِ
In battle's terror, within his army he holds
The spearhead's place upon the shaft.
تَفِرُّflee العِداthe enemies مِنهُfrom him يَومَon the day of الوَغىbattle
تَفِرُّ العِدا مِنهُ يَومَ الوَغى
فِرارَlike the flight نَعامِof ostriches الفَلاof the wilderness الجافِلِstartled into flight
فِرارَ نَعامِ الفَلا الجافِلِ
His enemies flee from him on the day of battle,
Like the flight of startled desert ostriches.
وَكَمand how many عَسكَرٍan army حازَهُcaptured it جَيشُهُhis army
وَكَم عَسكَرٍ حازَهُ جَيشُهُ
فَفازَand so won بِإِحسانِهِhis kindness الشامِلِall-embracing
فَفازَ بِإِحسانِهِ الشامِلِ
And how many an army his host has captured,
And so won his all-embracing kindness!
عَفاhe granted pardon عَنهُمُto them وَتَوَلّاهُمُand took them under his care
عَفا عَنهُمُ وَتَوَلّاهُمُ
بِراحَتِهِwith his palm الجَمَّةِabundant in النائِلِbounty
بِراحَتِهِ الجَمَّةِ النائِلِ
He pardoned them and took them under his care,
With his palm, abundant in bounty.
لَقَدindeed عَضَدَhas strengthened اللَهُGod سُبحانَهُglory be to Him
لَقَد عَضَدَ اللَهُ سُبحانَهُ
بِهِthrough him دَولَةَthe realm المَلِكِof the king العادِلِal-Adil
بِهِ دَولَةَ المَلِكِ العادِلِ
Indeed, God—glory be to Him—has strengthened
Through him the realm of al-Malik al-Adil.
فَلِلمُلكِso for the realm مِنهُfrom him شَباthe edge صارِمٍof a keen sword
فَلِلمُلكِ مِنهُ شَبا صارِمٍ
لِهامِfor the heads العِداof the enemies قاطِعٍcutting قاصِلِsevering
لِهامِ العِدا قاطِعٍ قاصِلِ
So the realm has in him the edge of a keen sword,
Cleaving and severing the heads of foes.
فَلاso do not تَكتُمواconceal الحَقَّthe truth ياO حاسِديهِyou who envy him
فَلا تَكتُموا الحَقَّ يا حاسِديهِ
وَلاand do not تُلبِسواcloak الحَقَّthe truth بِالباطِلِwith falsehood
وَلا تُلبِسوا الحَقَّ بِالباطِلِ
So do not conceal the truth, you who envy him,
Nor cloak the truth in falsehood.
إِلَيهِfor him المَمالِكُthe kingdoms مُشتاقَةٌyearning
إِلَيهِ المَمالِكُ مُشتاقَةٌ
تَمُدُّstretching out يَدَthe hand المُرتَجيof the supplicant الآمِلِhopeful
تَمُدُّ يَدَ المُرتَجي الآمِلِ
The kingdoms yearn for him,
Stretching out the hand of a hopeful supplicant.
سَرَرتَyou gladdened دِمَشقَDamascus بِهَذاwith this القُدومarrival
سَرَرتَ دِمَشقَ بِهَذا القُدوم
فَأَهدَيتَso you bestowed حَلياًjewels إِلىupon عاطِلِone unadorned
فَأَهدَيتَ حَلياً إِلى عاطِلِ
You have gladdened Damascus with this arrival,
Thus bestowing jewels upon one unadorned.
وَآنَسَand gladdened إِخوَتَكَyour brothers السادَةَthe noble lords الthe (continued)
وَآنَسَ إِخوَتَكَ السادَةَ ال
شُموسَsuns سَناthe radiance بَدرِكَof your full moon الكامِلِperfect
شُموسَ سَنا بَدرِكَ الكامِلِ
And your brothers, the noble lords, were gladdened—
Those suns—by the radiance of your perfect full moon.
فَلاso may not كانَbe نورُكُماthe light of you both ساعَةًfor an hour
فَلا كانَ نورُكُما ساعَةً
عَنِfrom الناسِmankind فيthroughout الدَهرِtime بِالآفِلِsetting
عَنِ الناسِ في الدَهرِ بِالآفِلِ
May the light of you both never, for a single hour,
Set from mankind's sight throughout the ages.
وَبورِكتَand blessed are you مِنas قائِلٍone who speaks فاعِلٍone who acts
وَبورِكتَ مِن قائِلٍ فاعِلٍ
وَكَمand how many قائِلٍa speaker لَيسَis not بِالفاعِلِa doer
وَكَم قائِلٍ لَيسَ بِالفاعِلِ
And blessed are you, a man of word and deed;
How many a speaker is no doer!
أَصِخlisten closely لاستِماعِto hear القَصيدِthe ode الَّتيthat
أَصِخ لاستِماعِ القَصيدِ الَّتي
تُعَبِّرُexpresses عَنconcerning سُؤدَدِthe eminence القائِلِof its speaker
تُعَبِّرُ عَن سُؤدَدِ القائِلِ
Listen closely to the ode that
Expresses the eminence of its speaker,
وَتُخجِلُand shames قُسّاًQuss إِذاwhen قامَhe stands فيat
وَتُخجِلُ قُسّاً إِذا قامَ في
عُكاظَUkaz وَسَحبانَand Sahban فيamong وائِلِWa'il
عُكاظَ وَسَحبانَ في وائِلِ
And shames Quss when he stands at
Ukaz, and Sahban among Wa'il.
مُحَمَّدُMuhammad ياO اِبنَson of أَبيAbu بَكرٍBakr اِبremain! (first part)
مُحَمَّدُ يا اِبنَ أَبي بَكرٍ اِب
قَremain! (completion) فيin المُلكِkingship ياO كَعبَةَKaaba السائِلِof the supplicant
قَ في المُلكِ يا كَعبَةَ السائِلِ
Muhammad, O son of Abu Bakr, remain
In kingship, O Kaaba of the supplicant!
فَيُمناكَfor your right hand لاmay not عَدِمَتكَlose you النَدىgenerosity
فَيُمناكَ لا عَدِمَتكَ النَدى
لِعافيكَfor your petitioner بَحرٌa sea بِلاwithout ساحِلِa shore
لِعافيكَ بَحرٌ بِلا ساحِلِ
For your right hand—may generosity never lose you—
Is to your petitioner a shoreless sea.
Sol 6.1