أَلحَظُكَis it your glance حَزَّslashed قلبيmy heart أَمor حُسامُa sword
أَلحَظُكَ حَزَّ قلبي أَم حُسامُ
وَلَفظُكَand your utterance حازَcaptured لُبّيmy mind أَمor كَلامُspeech
وَلَفظُكَ حازَ لُبّي أَم كَلامُ
Was it your glance that slashed my heart, or a sword?
I see you, my heart quivers or swords
And was it your utterance that seized my mind, or speech?
And your words charm my mind or speech
وَقَدُّكَand your stature أَمor قَضيبٌa bough فيin كَثيبٍa sand dune
وَقَدُّكَ أَم قَضيبٌ في كَثيبٍ
وَريقُكَand your saliva أَمor مُعَتَّقَةٌaged مُدامُwine
وَريقُكَ أَم مُعَتَّقَةٌ مُدامُ
And is it your stature, or a bough in a sand dune?
Is your stature a rod in the dunes
And is it your saliva, or well-aged wine?
Or your saliva aged wine
وَثَغرُكَand your mouth أَمor لآلٍpearls ناصِعاتٌgleaming
وَثَغرُكَ أَم لآلٍ ناصِعاتٌ
حِسانُbeautiful النَّظمِthe stringing يَجلوهاreveals them اِبتِسامُa smile
حِسانُ النَّظمِ يَجلوها اِبتِسامُ
And is it your mouth, or gleaming pearls,
Are your lips ruby gems shining
beautifully strung, which a smile reveals?
The rhyme adorns them with a smile
وَوَجهُكَand your face تَحتَbeneath لَيلِnight of الشَعرِthe hair بَدرٌa full moon
وَوَجهُكَ تَحتَ لَيلِ الشَعرِ بَدرٌ
عَلَيهِover it جناحَهُits wing مَدَّspread الظَلامُthe darkness
عَلَيهِ جناحَهُ مَدَّ الظَلامُ
And your face beneath the night of hair is a full moon,
Your face under the night of hair is a full moon
over which darkness has spread its wing.
On which darkness has spread its wing
إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle مستَyou swayed عُجباًproudly هَزَّbrandished رُمحاًa spear
إِذا ما مستَ عُجباً هَزَّ رُمحاً
يُسَدِّدُهُaims it لِيَطعَنَنيto pierce me القَوامُthe figure
يُسَدِّدُهُ لِيَطعَنَني القَوامُ
Whenever you sway in pride, a spear is brandished,
When you frown in wonder, you shake a lance
which your figure aims to pierce me.
To stab me right through my frame
كَفانيit suffices me أَنَّنيthat I أُمسيpass the evening المُعَنّىthe tormented one
كَفاني أَنَّني أُمسي المُعَنّى
بِحُبِّكَby your love لاnot أُنيمُI lull to sleep وَلاand not أَنامُI sleep
بِحُبِّكَ لا أُنيمُ وَلا أَنامُ
It suffices me that I pass the evening tormented
It’s enough for me that love of you
by your love, neither lulling anyone to sleep nor sleeping.
Keeps me sleepless through the night
وَتُركِيٍّand a Turk كَأَنَّas though بِفيهِin his mouth راحاًwine
وَتُركِيٍّ كَأَنَّ بِفيهِ راحاً
لَهاfor it مِنfrom مِسكِmusk of نَكهَتِهِhis breath خِتامُa seal
لَها مِن مِسكِ نَكهَتِهِ خِتامُ
And a Turk, as though his mouth held wine,
Your cheek is like a breeze scented
whose seal is the musk of his breath.
With musk sealed in its scent
فَلمthen why قَتليkilling me حَلالٌlawful فيin هَواهُlove for him
فَلم قَتلي حَلالٌ في هَواهُ
عَلىwith عَمدٍdeliberate intent وَلمand why وَصليunion with me حَرامُforbidden
عَلى عَمدٍ وَلم وَصلي حَرامُ
Then why is it lawful, in love of him, to kill me
So why kill me for love lawful
deliberately—and why is union with me forbidden?
Nor unite me in love forbidden
سَبانيtook me captive وَهوَthough he مَملوكٌowned رَقيقٌa slave
سَباني وَهوَ مَملوكٌ رَقيقٌ
وَكَمand how many حُرٍّa free man تَمَلَّكَهُpossessed him غُلامُa boy
وَكَم حُرٍّ تَمَلَّكَهُ غُلامُ
He captured me, though he is an owned slave;
He tempted me, a tender slave
and how many a free man has been possessed by a boy!
Though many a freeman is owned by a lad
تَناسىchose to forget صُحبَتيmy companionship وَذِمامَand the sanctity of عَهديmy pledge
تَناسى صُحبَتي وَذِمامَ عَهدي
وَعِندَand among التُركِthe Turks لاnot يُرعىis honored ذِمامُa pledge
وَعِندَ التُركِ لا يُرعى ذِمامُ
He chose to forget my companionship and my pledge's sanctity;
He forgot my company and pact
among the Turks, no pledge is honored.
With the Turks no pact is kept
بِضيقِthrough the narrowness of جُفونِهِhis eyelids وَسَّعتُI broadened عُذريmy excuse
بِضيقِ جُفونِهِ وَسَّعتُ عُذري
فَزالَthen departed العُذرُthe excuse عَنّيfrom me وَالمَلامُand the blame
فَزالَ العُذرُ عَنّي وَالمَلامُ
Through his narrow eyelids I broadened my excuse;
With his frowning eyes I made excuses
then excuse and blame alike left me.
But excuses left and blame remained
يُجيبُhe answers بِلاwith 'no' أَلاah ياO لَيتَwould that مِنّيfrom me
يُجيبُ بِلا أَلا يا لَيتَ مِنّي
وَمِنهُand from him تَعانَقَتembraced أَلِفٌan alif وَلامُand a lam
وَمِنهُ تَعانَقَت أَلِفٌ وَلامُ
He answers 'no'; ah, would that from me
He answers without hesitation: Oh, would that
and him an alif and a lam might intertwine!
Intertwined words of yea and nay!
لِمَنto the one whom أَحبَبتُهُI loved him صَلَفٌarrogance رَحيمُmerciful
لِمَن أَحبَبتُهُ صَلَفٌ رَحيمُ
وَخيمٌbaleful وَالغَريمُand the creditor لِيَfor me الغَرامُpassion
وَخيمٌ وَالغَريمُ لِيَ الغَرامُ
The one I love has a merciful arrogance,
To one I loved: disdainful, aloof
a baleful one; and passion is my creditor.
Gloomy, while passion consumes me
فَياso O لِلناسِpeople, help! للريمِfor the gazelle المُفَدّىthe ransomed one
فَيا لِلناسِ للريمِ المُفَدّى
بِروحيwith my soul فَهوَfor he ريمٌa gazelle لاnot يُرامُis attainable
بِروحي فَهوَ ريمٌ لا يُرامُ
O people, help! That gazelle, ransomed
So, people, he who I’d ransom my soul for
with my soul, is a gazelle beyond reach.
Is disdainful, no way to make amend
جَديبٌbarren خَصرُهُhis waist وَالرِدفُand the rump مِنهof him
جَديبٌ خَصرُهُ وَالرِدفُ مِنه
خَصيبٌfertile ماnot لِعُروَتِهِfor its fastening اِنفِصامُbreaking
خَصيبٌ ما لِعُروَتِهِ اِنفِصامُ
His waist is barren, while his rump
Slender waist yet ample rear
is fertile; its clasp never breaks.
Lush, its knot none can unbind
بِعَقدِby tying البَندِthe belt حَلَّhe loosened عُرىthe bonds of اِصطِباريmy patience
بِعَقدِ البَندِ حَلَّ عُرى اِصطِباري
فَعَنso from قَلبيmy heart الكَئيبِthe sorrowful لَهُfor it اِنهِزامُretreat
فَعَن قَلبي الكَئيبِ لَهُ اِنهِزامُ
By tying his belt, he untied the bonds of my patience;
By his shapely neck, patience snapped
so it retreats from my sorrowful heart.
From my saddened heart all composure fled
إِذاwhen لَبِسَhe wore التَريكَةَthe helmet مُستَديراًencircling
إِذا لَبِسَ التَريكَةَ مُستَديراً
عَلىover فيهِhis mouth مِنَof الزَّرَدِchain mail اللِّثامُthe veil
عَلى فيهِ مِنَ الزَّرَدِ اللِّثامُ
When he dons the helmet, there circles
When he wore his coat girded
over his mouth a veil of chain mail.
His lips like buds behind his kerchief
هُناكَthere يُغادِرُhe leaves الأَبطالthe champions صَرعىfallen
هُناكَ يُغادِرُ الأَبطال صَرعى
بِأَلحاظٍwith glances بِفَترَتِهاin their languor سَقامُsickness
بِأَلحاظٍ بِفَترَتِها سَقامُ
There he leaves the champions fallen,
There heroes fall lifeless
with glances whose languor carries sickness.
Slain by his listless eyes
أَمِنfrom ...? جَناتِgardens of عَدنٍEden فَرَّhe fled لَمّاwhen
أَمِن جَناتِ عَدنٍ فَرَّ لَمّا
غَفاdozed رِضوانُRiḍwān أَمor حاليmy state مَنامُa dream
غَفا رِضوانُ أَم حالي مَنامُ
Did he flee the gardens of Eden when
Did he, bored of Eden’s gardens, flee
Riḍwān dozed, or is my state a dream?
When Rizwan slept? Or is this but a dream?
كَأَنَّas though بِوَجنَتَيهِupon his two cheeks جُلَّناراًpomegranate blossom
كَأَنَّ بِوَجنَتَيهِ جُلَّناراً
فَمِنهُso from it جُلُّmost of ناريmy fire وَالضِرامُand blazing
فَمِنهُ جُلُّ ناري وَالضِرامُ
As though pomegranate blossom were upon his cheeks;
His cheeks are like fire, so my fire
from it comes most of my fire and blaze.
And inner blaze are stirred by them
أَقولُI say لِقَلبِيَto my heart الصَبِّthe yearning المُعَنّىthe tormented
أَقولُ لِقَلبِيَ الصَبِّ المُعَنّى
بِهِby him وَهوَwhile it الكَئيبُthe sorrowful المُستَهامُthe love-crazed
بِهِ وَهوَ الكَئيبُ المُستَهامُ
I say to my yearning heart, tormented
I say to my love-mad, sleepless heart,
by him—sorrowful and maddened by love—
What makes you delirious with joy?
بِمَنby one whom مِنfrom ذِكرِهِmentioning him طَرَبيmy delight كَأَنّيas though I
بِمَن مِن ذِكرِهِ طَرَبي كَأَنّي
يُراسِلُexchanges responses with مَعبَداًMaʿbad عِنديin my presence زُنامُZunām
يُراسِلُ مَعبَداً عِندي زُنامُ
by one whose mention delights me, as though
When I recall him, it feels like
Zunām were exchanging melodies with Maʿbad before me:
I host an idol within me
لَواحِظُهُhis glances سِهامٌarrows لَيسَnot تُخطيmiss
لَواحِظُهُ سِهامٌ لَيسَ تُخطي
رَماياtargets of قَوسِthe bow of حاجِبِهِhis eyebrow السِّهامُthe arrows
رَمايا قَوسِ حاجِبِهِ السِّهامُ
His glances are arrows; never do the arrows miss
Arrows of his gaze never miss their mark
the targets of his eyebrow's bow.
Like shots from his frowning brow
كَقَوسِlike the bow of الأَشرَفِal-Ashraf المَلِكِthe king المُرَجّىhoped-for
كَقَوسِ الأَشرَفِ المَلِكِ المُرَجّى
يَطيرُflies إِلىtoward العِداthe foes مِنهُfrom it الحِمامُdeath
يَطيرُ إِلى العِدا مِنهُ الحِمامُ
Like the bow of al-Ashraf, the king in whom hopes rest,
Like the bow of the most noble king
from it death flies toward the foes.
Doves fly from it to foe
مَتىwhenever يوتِرهُhe strings it فيin يُمناهُhis right hand يَستُرconceals
مَتى يوتِرهُ في يُمناهُ يَستُر
حَياءًin shame قَوسَهُits bow مِنهُfrom him الغَمامُthe cloud
حَياءً قَوسَهُ مِنهُ الغَمامُ
Whenever he strings it in his right hand,
When he draws the bowstring with his right hand
the cloud hides its own bow from him in shame.
Clouds conceal his bow through modesty
مَكارِمُهُhis generous deeds تَنَبَّهُare awake كَلَّevery وَقتٍtime
مَكارِمُهُ تَنَبَّهُ كَلَّ وَقتٍ
وَكَمand how many قَومٍa people مَكارِمُهُمtheir generous deeds نِيامُasleep
وَكَم قَومٍ مَكارِمُهُم نِيامُ
His generous deeds are awake at every hour;
His virtues are ever alert
how many people's generous deeds lie asleep!
While many men’s virtues slumber
يَطوفُcircle بِبابِهِat his gate عافوseekers of نَداهُhis bounty
يَطوفُ بِبابِهِ عافو نَداهُ
كَأَنَّas though البابَthe gate زَمزَمُZamzam وَالمقامُand the Maqām
كَأَنَّ البابَ زَمزَمُ وَالمقامُ
Seekers of his bounty circle at his gate,
To his door come the eminent
as though the gate were Zamzam and the Maqām.
As if it were Zamzam and the Holy Mosque
فَعادَةُso the habit of بَطنِthe hollow of راحَتِهِhis palm اِنبِجاسٌgushing forth
فَعادَةُ بَطنِ راحَتِهِ اِنبِجاسٌ
وَعادَةُand the habit of ظاهِرِthe back of الكَفِّthe hand اِستِلامُreverent touching
وَعادَةُ ظاهِرِ الكَفِّ اِستِلامُ
The hollow of his palm is wont to gush;
His palm gives while his stomach receives
the back of his hand is wont to receive reverent touches.
His palm welcomes while his stomach takes
عَلىfor تَقبيلِهِkissing it لَهُمُfor them اِزدِحامٌcrowding
عَلى تَقبيلِهِ لَهُمُ اِزدِحامٌ
كَماjust as لَهُمُfor them عَلىat الرُكنِthe Corner اِزدِحامُcrowding
كَما لَهُمُ عَلى الرُكنِ اِزدِحامُ
They crowd to kiss it,
They crush each other to kiss his hands
as they crowd at the Corner.
As they crush each other to touch the Stone
يُرىis seen ماءُthe water of الحَياءِmodesty بِوَجنَتَيهِupon his two cheeks
يُرى ماءُ الحَياءِ بِوَجنَتَيهِ
وَيروىand is quenched مِنfrom جَناthe fruit of يَدِهِhis hand الإِمامُthe imam
وَيروى مِن جَنا يَدِهِ الإِمامُ
The water of modesty is seen upon his cheeks,
The water of bashfulness shows in his cheeks
and the imam drinks his fill from his hand's harvest.
While the Imam drinks from the Fountain of Life
مُلوكُkings of الأَرضِthe earth مَأمومونَfollowers in prayer كُلٌّeach
مُلوكُ الأَرضِ مَأمومونَ كُلٌّ
مُصَلٍّpraying خَلفَهُbehind him وَهوَwhile he الأَنامُmankind
مُصَلٍّ خَلفَهُ وَهوَ الأَنامُ
The kings of earth follow him in prayer, each one
Kings of earth follow behind him in prayer
praying behind him, while he is mankind entire.
Each a follower with him the imam
فَمِنso through عَزَماتِهِhis firm resolves سَترىwill see وَشيكاًsoon
فَمِن عَزَماتِهِ سَترى وَشيكاً
دُنُوَّnearness of حُتوفِهاtheir deaths الكُرجُthe Georgians اللِئامُthe vile
دُنُوَّ حُتوفِها الكُرجُ اللِئامُ
Through his firm resolves, soon they will see
So soon you will see regiments approach
their deaths draw near—the vile Georgians.
With vile hordes drawn near
هُمُthey حُمرٌasses تَناهَقُbray خَوفَfor fear of زَأرِthe roar of الthe (continued)
هُمُ حُمرٌ تَناهَقُ خَوفَ زَأرِ ال
أُسودِlions وَهُمand they لَدىbefore الطَيرِthe birds الطَّعامُthe food
أُسودِ وَهُم لَدى الطَيرِ الطَّعامُ
They are asses braying for fear of the roar of the
They are red camels bellowing in fear
lions; to the birds, they are food.
Of the lions, while to birds they are food
تَكُبُّهُمُcast them down مُهَنَّدَةًIndian-forged ذُكورٌvirile blades
تَكُبُّهُمُ مُهَنَّدَةً ذُكورٌ
عَلىupon الأَذقانِthe chins وَالضَربُand the blows التُؤامُdoubled
عَلى الأَذقانِ وَالضَربُ التُؤامُ
Virile, Indian-forged blades cast them down
Stallions trample them mercilessly
upon their chins, and the blows come in pairs.
Biting them in twos and threes
لِنارِfor the fire of حُسامِهِhis sword حرٌّheat وَحَدٌّand an edge
لِنارِ حُسامِهِ حرٌّ وَحَدٌّ
لَهُمfor them بِهِماthrough both اِصطِلاءٌscorching وَاِصطِلامُand annihilation
لَهُم بِهِما اِصطِلاءٌ وَاِصطِلامُ
His sword's fire has both heat and an edge;
The flames and heat of his sword
through both, they are scorched and annihilated.
Roast and burn them, fry and grill
بِهِbearing him يَهفوflies swiftly بُراقٌa Burāq فيin الوَغىbattle أَوor
بِهِ يَهفو بُراقٌ في الوَغى أَو
قُدامىforemost wing-feathers of البَرقِlightning يَحفِزُهُdrives it onward اِقتِحامُcharging
قُدامى البَرقِ يَحفِزُهُ اِقتِحامُ
Bearing him, a Burāq darts through battle, or
With it Burraq charges into the fray
lightning's foremost wing-feathers, driven by the charge.
Goaded to battle by lightning’s flash
تَمَنّاهُlonged for him العِراقُIraq وَأَهلُand the people of مِصرٍEgypt
تَمَنّاهُ العِراقُ وَأَهلُ مِصرٍ
وَموصِلُand Mosul وَالعَواصِمُand al-ʿAwāṣim وَالشَآمُand al-Shām
وَموصِلُ وَالعَواصِمُ وَالشَآمُ
Iraq and the people of Egypt longed for him,
Iraq, Egypt, Mosul and Damascus covet him
as did Mosul, al-ʿAwāṣim, and al-Shām.
As do all capitals and Greater Syria
كَريمٌgenerous ماnot اِهتَدتfound their way يَوماًever إِلىto ماwhat
كَريمٌ ما اِهتَدت يَوماً إِلى ما
رَأَيناwe saw مِنof مَكارِمِهِhis noble deeds الكِرامُthe generous
رَأَينا مِن مَكارِمِهِ الكِرامُ
Generous—never have the generous found their way to what
Never before did we see likes of his nobility
we have witnessed of his noble deeds.
And generosity among the generous
مُديرُturner of رَحىthe mill of الحُروبِwars وَمُصطَليهاand one who braves their fire
مُديرُ رَحى الحُروبِ وَمُصطَليها
فَفيهاso in them مِنهُof him غِطريفٌa noble champion هُمامُvaliant
فَفيها مِنهُ غِطريفٌ هُمامُ
He turns the mill of wars and braves their fire;
He directs the mill of war and oils it
within them, he is a noble, valiant champion.
He's the bold horseman charging ahead
وَأَثقَفُand the most skillful مَنwhoever سَطاattacked بِالسَيفِwith the sword صَلتاًdrawn
وَأَثقَفُ مَن سَطا بِالسَيفِ صَلتاً
إِذاwhen بِثِقافِهِthrough his skill حَمِيَgrew hot المقامُthe battlefield
إِذا بِثِقافِهِ حَمِيَ المقامُ
And the most skillful of those who strike with a drawn sword,
None match his skill with the sword
when, through his skill, the battlefield grows hot.
When it grows hot, none can withstand
وَلَيسَand not لَهُfor him نَظيرٌan equal فيin المَعاليlofty ranks
وَلَيسَ لَهُ نَظيرٌ في المَعالي
سِوىexcept المَلِكِthe king المُعَظَّمِal-Muʿaẓẓam وَالسَلامُand that is all
سِوى المَلِكِ المُعَظَّمِ وَالسَلامُ
He has no equal in lofty ranks
Except the Exalted King, blessings upon him, that’s all.
except King al-Muʿaẓẓam—and that is all.
They are the kings of earth, and both
هُماthey two مَلِكاtwo kings of الوَرىmankind وَكِلاهُماand each of them وَحalone (first part)
هُما مَلِكا الوَرى وَكِلاهُما وَح
دَهُhimself (completion) يَومَday of الوَغىbattle جَيشٌan army لُهامُvast
دَهُ يَومَ الوَغى جَيشٌ لُهامُ
They are mankind's two kings, and each of them
On the day of battle have a ferocious army
alone, on battle day, is a vast army.
Lions flee them fearful
تَفِرُّflee الأُسدُthe lions خَوفاًin fear مِنهُماfrom them both مِثjust as (first part)
تَفِرُّ الأُسدُ خَوفاً مِنهُما مِث
لَماjust as (completion) فَرَّتfled مِنَfrom الأُسدِthe lions السَوامُgrazing herds
لَما فَرَّت مِنَ الأُسدِ السَوامُ
Lions flee from them in fear, just
As lionesses fled with cubs in tow
as grazing herds flee from lions,
Like ostriches fled with their eggs
مُهَروِلَةًhurrying بِأَشبُلِهاwith their cubs نِفاراًin flight
مُهَروِلَةً بِأَشبُلِها نِفاراً
كَماjust as بِرِئالِهاwith their chicks نَفَرَتfled نَعامُostriches
كَما بِرِئالِها نَفَرَت نَعامُ
hurrying away with their cubs in flight,
The brothers truly love each other
as ostriches flee with their chicks.
Even if marred when ill affects it
هُماthey two أَخَوانِtwo brothers ودُّهُماtheir mutual affection صَحيحٌsound
هُما أَخَوانِ ودُّهُما صَحيحٌ
إِذاwhen شابَtaints المَوَدّاتِaffections السَقامُsickness
إِذا شابَ المَوَدّاتِ السَقامُ
They are two brothers whose affection is sound
As for the Noble House, it held
when sickness taints other affections.
Among kings a lofty position
أَماdid not ...? البَيتُthe House المُقَدَّسُthe Holy حينَwhen كاwas (first part)
أَما البَيتُ المُقَدَّسُ حينَ كا
نَwas (completion) المُقَدَّسَthe sacred one فيamong المُلوكِthe kings لَهُfor it مَقامُstanding
نَ المُقَدَّسَ في المُلوكِ لَهُ مَقامُ
Did not the Holy House, when it was
And the Exalted King is so generous
held sacred, possess standing among kings?
Deeds recited gloriously among all
وَلِلمَلِكِand for the king المُعَظَّمِal-Muʿaẓẓam مَكرُماتٌnoble deeds
وَلِلمَلِكِ المُعَظَّمِ مَكرُماتٌ
لَهاof them فيamong الخَلقِhumankind أَنباءٌreports عِظامُgreat
لَها في الخَلقِ أَنباءٌ عِظامُ
And King al-Muʿaẓẓam has noble deeds
Wherever his fingers spread benefaction
of which great reports circulate among humankind.
No poverty or woes remain
مَتىwhenever جادَتgave generously أَنامِلُهُhis fingertips بِأَرضٍto a land
مَتى جادَت أَنامِلُهُ بِأَرضٍ
فَلاso no سَغَبٌhunger هُناكَthere وَلاand no أُوامُburning thirst
فَلا سَغَبٌ هُناكَ وَلا أُوامُ
Whenever his fingers rain bounty upon a land,
Save Moses, Jesus, Salahuddin, and this poem ends
there is no hunger there, nor burning thirst.
His hands encompass the world so all
فَلاso no مَلِكٌking سِوىexcept موسىMūsā وَعيسىand ʿĪsā
فَلا مَلِكٌ سِوى موسى وَعيسى
وَسَيفِand Sayf الدينِal-Dīn وَاِنقَطَعَand ended الكَلامُthe speech
وَسَيفِ الدينِ وَاِنقَطَعَ الكَلامُ
There is no king but Mūsā and ʿĪsā
Become as domesticated pigeons
and Sayf al-Dīn—and the speech is ended.
Listen, Victoria, rhymes composed
أَيادٍfavors فيamong الوَرىmankind عَمَّتspread everywhere فَصارَتso became
أَيادٍ في الوَرى عَمَّت فَصارَت
هِيَthey الأَطواقُthe collars وَالناسُand the people الحمامُthe doves
هِيَ الأَطواقُ وَالناسُ الحمامُ
Favors have spread throughout mankind and become
To captivate the mind and confound convention
the collars, while people are the doves.
Written by one enraptured by you, made to forget
إِلَيكَto you مُظَفَّرَMuẓaffar الدينِal-Dīn اِستَمِعهاlisten to it
إِلَيكَ مُظَفَّرَ الدينِ اِستَمِعها
مُنَظَّمَةًstrung in verse يَتيهُtakes pride بِهاin it النِظامُpoetic composition
مُنَظَّمَةً يَتيهُ بِها النِظامُ
To you, Muẓaffar al-Dīn—listen to it:
Seeking any but you, O mighty lion
strung in verse, of which composition itself is proud.
حَباكَgifted you بِهاwith it اِمرُؤٌa man أَغنَتهُspared him the need عَنfrom أَنto
حَباكَ بِها اِمرُؤٌ أَغنَتهُ عَن أَن
يَؤُمَّseek سَواكَanyone but you أَنعُمُكَyour favors الجِسامُimmense
يَؤُمَّ سَواكَ أَنعُمُكَ الجِسامُ
A man has gifted it to you, spared the need
to seek anyone else by your immense favors.
Partial English translation: 101 of 104 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1