حَقَيقٌfitting أَنthat تُكاثِرَكَthrong around you التَهانيcongratulations
حَقَيقٌ أَن تُكاثِرَكَ التَهاني
بِأَيمَنَfor a most auspicious أَوَّلٍfirst وَأَعَزَّand a most precious ثانيsecond
بِأَيمَنَ أَوَّلٍ وَأَعَزَّ ثاني
It is fitting that congratulations throng around you,
For a most auspicious first and a most precious second.
أَرىI see بَدراًa full moon أَضاءَhas shone بِعِقبِin the wake of شَمسٍa sun
أَرى بَدراً أَضاءَ بِعِقبِ شَمسٍ
مُبارَكَةِblessed الطُلوعِin its rising عَلىat القِرانِthe conjunction
مُبارَكَةِ الطُلوعِ عَلى القِرانِ
I see a full moon shining in the wake of a sun,
Whose rising is blessed at the conjunction.
وَقالَand said الناسُthe people مِنin عَجَبٍwonder وَعُجبٍand admiration
وَقالَ الناسُ مِن عَجَبٍ وَعُجبٍ
تَلاقىhave met فيin السَماءِthe sky النَيِّرانِthe two luminaries
تَلاقى في السَماءِ النَيِّرانِ
And people said in wonder and admiration:
The two luminaries have met in the sky.
هُوَhe الذَكَرُthe male child المُرَشَّحُmarked out لِلمَعاليfor high distinction
هُوَ الذَكَرُ المُرَشَّحُ لِلمَعالي
وَلِلبيضِand for bright swords القَواضِبِkeen-cutting وَاللَدانِand supple lances
وَلِلبيضِ القَواضِبِ وَاللَدانِ
He is the boy marked out for high distinction,
And for bright, keen-cutting swords and supple lances.
سَتَنظُرُهُyou will see him إِذاwhen اِتَّسَعَتhave lengthened سِنوهُhis years
سَتَنظُرُهُ إِذا اِتَّسَعَت سِنوهُ
وَأَخرَجَهُand has brought him زَمانٌone age عَنout of زَمانِanother age
وَأَخرَجَهُ زَمانٌ عَن زَمانِ
You will see him when his years have lengthened,
And time has carried him from one age to the next,
رَبيباًa fosterling لِلصَوارِمِof keen swords وَالعَواليand long lances
رَبيباً لِلصَوارِمِ وَالعَوالي
وَتِرباًand a companion لِلمَفاوِزِof desert wastes وَالرِعانِand mountain spurs
وَتِرباً لِلمَفاوِزِ وَالرِعانِ
A fosterling of keen swords and long lances,
And a companion of desert wastes and mountain spurs;
طَليقَopen الكَفِّof hand فيon يَومِthe day of العَطاياgiving
طَليقَ الكَفِّ في يَومِ العَطايا
جَرِيَّbold الرُمحِwith the lance فيon يَومِthe day of الطَعانِspear-fighting
جَرِيَّ الرُمحِ في يَومِ الطَعانِ
Open-handed on the day of giving,
Bold with the lance on the day of spear-fighting;
رَبيطَsteadfast الجَأشِof heart طَلّاعَever climbing الثَناياmountain passes
رَبيطَ الجَأشِ طَلّاعَ الثَنايا
إِلىtoward الغاياتِthe goals رَوّاغَdeftly turning العِنانِthe reins
إِلى الغاياتِ رَوّاغَ العِنانِ
Steadfast of heart, ever climbing mountain passes,
Deftly turning the reins toward his goals.
مُقارَعَةُthe clashing of الذَوابِلِslender lances فيagainst الهَواديnecks
مُقارَعَةُ الذَوابِلِ في الهَوادي
أَخَفُّlighter عَليهِon him مِنthan نَغَمِthe melodies of القِيانِsinging girls
أَخَفُّ عَليهِ مِن نَغَمِ القِيانِ
The clash of slender lances against necks
Is lighter on him than the singing girls' melodies.
وَأَحسَنُand fairer عِندَهُin his eyes مِنthan كُلِّevery ثَغرٍmouth
وَأَحسَنُ عِندَهُ مِن كُلِّ ثَغرٍ
مُضيءٍshining رَونَقُthe sheen of العَضبِthe keen blade اليَمانيYemeni
مُضيءٍ رَونَقُ العَضبِ اليَماني
And fairer in his eyes than any mouth
That shines is the sheen of a keen Yemeni blade.
تَراهُyou see him أَينَwherever خَيَّمَhe pitches camp فيduring اللَياليthe nights
تَراهُ أَينَ خَيَّمَ في اللَيالي
عَزيزَsecure الجارِthe neighbor مَورودَfrequented الجِفانِthe serving bowls
عَزيزَ الجارِ مَورودَ الجِفانِ
You see him, wherever he pitches camp by night,
His neighbor secure, his serving bowls thronged.
يَنالُhe wins المَجدَglory مِنfrom عُنقِthe neck of المَذاكيfull-grown steeds
يَنالُ المَجدَ مِن عُنقِ المَذاكي
وَيَجنيand reaps العِزَّhonor مِنfrom طَرَفِthe tip of السِنانِthe spearhead
وَيَجني العِزَّ مِن طَرَفِ السِنانِ
He wins glory from the necks of full-grown steeds,
And reaps honor from the spearhead's tip.
وَلَيسَand is not جَوادُهُhis steed فيin النَقعِthe dust إِلّاexcept
وَلَيسَ جَوادُهُ في النَقعِ إِلّا
طَليعَةَthe vanguard of كُلِّevery يَومٍday أَروَنانِfiercely tumultuous
طَليعَةَ كُلِّ يَومٍ أَروَنانِ
And in the dust his steed is nothing but
The vanguard of every tumultuous day of battle.
يُرَبّىhe is reared بَينَwithin أَحشاءِthe bosom of المَعاليhigh distinction
يُرَبّى بَينَ أَحشاءِ المَعالي
وَيودَعُand is lodged بَينَbetween أَجفانِthe eyelids of الأَمانيhopes
وَيودَعُ بَينَ أَجفانِ الأَماني
He is reared within the bosom of high distinction,
And lodged between the eyelids of hopes.
وَعادَand has become حِماكَyour protected domain مِنthrough وَلَعِthe fondness of الغَواديthe morning rains
وَعادَ حِماكَ مِن وَلَعِ الغَوادي
عَميمَabundant النَبتِgrowth مَغمورَdrenched المَغانيthe dwellings
عَميمَ النَبتِ مَغمورَ المَغاني
And your preserve has become, through the morning rains' fondness,
Lush with growth, its dwellings drenched.
يُشَيَّعُنيaccompanies me بِوَصفِكَin describing you كُلَّevery نُطقٍutterance
يُشَيَّعُني بِوَصفِكَ كُلَّ نُطقٍ
وَيَعرِفُنيand knows me بِمَدحِكَby praising you مَنwhoever رَآنيhas seen me
وَيَعرِفُني بِمَدحِكَ مَن رَآني
Every utterance joins me in describing you,
And whoever has seen me knows me by my praise of you.
وَلَيسَand is not الوَصفُdescription إِلّاexcept بِالتَناهيby reaching the utmost
وَلَيسَ الوَصفُ إِلّا بِالتَناهي
وَليسَand is not القَولُspeech إِلّاexcept بِالبَيانِthrough clear expression
وَليسَ القَولُ إِلّا بِالبَيانِ
And description is nothing unless carried to the utmost,
And speech is nothing without clear expression.
Sol 6.1