كَمhow much ضَمَّhas embraced قَبرُكَyour grave ياO مَودودُMawdud مِنof دينِpiety
كَم ضَمَّ قَبرُكَ يا مَودودُ مِن دينِ
وَمِنand of عَفافٍchastity وَمِنand of بِرٍّrighteousness وَمِنand of لينِgentleness
وَمِن عَفافٍ وَمِن بِرٍّ وَمِن لينِ
How much piety your grave has embraced, O Mawdud,
How much piety, chastity, kindness, and gentleness
and chastity, and righteousness, and gentleness!
Does your grave now contain, O Modood!
ماnot كُنتَyou were تَقرَبُapproaching سُلطاناًa sultan لِتَخدِمَهُto serve him
ما كُنتَ تَقرَبُ سُلطاناً لِتَخدِمَهُ
لَكِنbut غَنيتyou found sufficiency بِسُلطانِin the Sultan السَلاطينِof sultans
لَكِن غَنيت بِسُلطانِ السَلاطينِ
You never approached a sultan to serve him,
You did not seek to serve kings,
but found sufficiency in the Sultan of sultans.
But found bliss in serving the King of kings.
نَبكيwe weep عَلَيكَfor you وَعَنّاand away from us أَنتَyou فيin شُغُلٍoccupation
نَبكي عَلَيكَ وَعَنّا أَنتَ في شُغُلٍ
برَدِّby returning تَسليمِgreetings حُورٍhouris خُرَّدٍbashful عِينِwide-eyed
برَدِّ تَسليمِ حُورٍ خُرَّدٍ عِينِ
We weep for you, while you are too occupied for us,
We cry for you while you are busy
returning the greetings of bashful, wide-eyed houris.
With lovely wide-eyed houris in the highest heaven.
سَقىmay water الإِلَهُGod ضَريحاًa tomb أَنتَyou ساكِنُهُits inhabitant
سَقى الإِلَهُ ضَريحاً أَنتَ ساكِنُهُ
حَتّىuntil تَرىyou see مَنبتاًa growing place خضرgreen الرياحينِthe fragrant herbs
حَتّى تَرى مَنبتاً خضر الرياحينِ
May God water the tomb in which you dwell,
God has watered the shrine you inhabit
until you see it as a bed of green, fragrant herbs.
So that you see a fresh, verdant garden.
Sol 6.1