ياO صاحِبَdweller الجَدَثِthe grave الَّذيwhom نَفَثَتbreathed forth بِهِwith him
يا صاحِبَ الجَدَثِ الَّذي نَفَثَت بِهِ
فَاِستَرجَعَتهُthen reclaimed him بِرُغمِناagainst our will الأَزمانُthe ages
فَاِستَرجَعَتهُ بِرُغمِنا الأَزمانُ
O dweller of the grave, breathed forth
O dweller of the tomb that we lamented over,
And then reclaimed against our will by the ages.
Yet time against our will restored you.
نَبكيكَwe weep for you لَوif يُثنىcould be turned aside بِأَدمُعِناby our tears الرَدىdeath
نَبكيكَ لَو يُثنى بِأَدمُعِنا الرَدى
أَوor يَرعَويwould relent لِبُكائِناat our weeping الحِدثانُtime’s calamities
أَو يَرعَوي لِبُكائِنا الحِدثانُ
We would weep for you, if our tears could turn death aside,
We would cry for you, if our tears could mend
Or if time’s calamities would relent at our weeping.
The course of fate or make the seasons pause.
أُنزِلتَyou were laid أَقرَبَnearest مَنزِلٍdwelling مِنّاto us فَلِمso why
أُنزِلتَ أَقرَبَ مَنزِلٍ مِنّا فَلِم
بَعُدَgrew distant المَدىthe distance وَتَعَذَّرَand became impossible اللُقيانُmeeting
بَعُدَ المَدى وَتَعَذَّرَ اللُقيانُ
You were laid in the nearest dwelling to us—so why
You went to your place nearer than ours, so why
Has the distance grown so great, and meeting become impossible?
Does the distance seem so far and seeing you impossible?
لَولاwere it not for هَجيرُscorching heat الدَمعِtears بَلهَجُرُrather, the forsaking of الكَرىsleep
لَولا هَجيرُ الدَمعِ بَلهَجُرُ الكَرى
دَفَنَتكَwould have buried you فيin أَحشائِهاtheir innermost depths الأَجفانُthe eyelids
دَفَنَتكَ في أَحشائِها الأَجفانُ
Were it not for tears’ scorching heat—nay, for the loss of sleep—
If not for the downpour of tears and the wakefulness of sorrow,
The eyelids would have buried you in their innermost depths.
Eyelids would have buried you in their depths.
Sol 6.1