سُلَيمانُ دَلَّتني يَداكَ عَلى الغِنى

سُلَيمانُ دَلَّتني يَداكَ عَلى الغِنى

وَأَجرَيتَ لي عَزماً أَغَرَّ مُحَجَّلا

وَأَجرَيتَ لي عَزماً أَغَرَّ مُحَجَّلا

Sulayman, your two hands guided me to wealth,

Suleiman, your hands guided me to riches

And you set resolve galloping for me, white-blazed and white-socked.

And gave me a resolute purpose, tempting and grand

مَدَدتَ بِضَبعي جاهِداً فَعَقَدتَ لي

مَدَدتَ بِضَبعي جاهِداً فَعَقَدتَ لي

مَصاداً بِأَعنانِ السَماءِ وَمَعقِلا

مَصاداً بِأَعنانِ السَماءِ وَمَعقِلا

You lifted me by my arm, striving hard, and secured for me

You propped up my ribcage as it struggled, and built for me

A summit in the reaches of heaven, and a stronghold.

A stronghold with the reins of the sky as its heights

وَعَلَّيتَني حَتّى ظَنَنتُ بِأَنَّني

وَعَلَّيتَني حَتّى ظَنَنتُ بِأَنَّني

سَأَعبُرُ مِن عَرضِ المَجَرَّةِ جَدوَلا

سَأَعبُرُ مِن عَرضِ المَجَرَّةِ جَدوَلا

And you raised me so high that I thought I

You elevated me until I thought

Would cross a brook in the Milky Way's expanse.

I would cross the Milky Way’s expanse in a leap

فَكَيفَ اِرتِحالي عَنكَ غَيرَ مُزَوَّدٍ

فَكَيفَ اِرتِحالي عَنكَ غَيرَ مُزَوَّدٍ

وَيا رُبَّ زادٍ لا يُبَلِّغُ مَنزِلا

وَيا رُبَّ زادٍ لا يُبَلِّغُ مَنزِلا

How, then, can I depart from you without provisions?

So how could I leave you unequipped

And oh, many a provision fails to carry one to a resting place.

Oh Lord without provisions to reach my destination

وَلا سَيرَ إِلّا أَن أَشُدَّ حَقيبَةً

وَلا سَيرَ إِلّا أَن أَشُدَّ حَقيبَةً

أَرى ضِمنَها مِن ضامِرِ الزادِ أَبحَلا

أَرى ضِمنَها مِن ضامِرِ الزادِ أَبحَلا

And I cannot travel unless I strap on a saddlebag

I have no journey except to pack my bags

In which I see lean provisions grown plump.

And see in them only a few traces of supplies

وَإِلّا فَزَوَّدني وَدادَكَ إِنَّني

وَإِلّا فَزَوَّدني وَدادَكَ إِنَّني

أَسُلُّ عَلى جَيشِ الطَوى مِنكَ مُنصُلا

أَسُلُّ عَلى جَيشِ الطَوى مِنكَ مُنصُلا

Otherwise, provision me with your affection, for I

Unless you provide me your affection as provision, for I

Draw from you a blade against hunger's army.

Descend upon the army of departure relying on you

فَما صِرتُ حَربَ الدَهرِ حَتّى رَأَيتُهُ

فَما صِرتُ حَربَ الدَهرِ حَتّى رَأَيتُهُ

يُحارِبُ مَن أَمسى وَأَصبَحَ مُرمِلا

يُحارِبُ مَن أَمسى وَأَصبَحَ مُرمِلا

For I did not become Time's enemy until I saw it

I did not become the war of fate until I saw it

Waging war on whoever reaches dusk and dawn destitute.

Fight those who woke and slept jaded

وَكُنتُ إِذا ما ناكَرَتنِيَ بَلدَةٌ

وَكُنتُ إِذا ما ناكَرَتنِيَ بَلدَةٌ

فَزِعتُ إِلى الجُردِ العَناجيجِ وَالمَلا

فَزِعتُ إِلى الجُردِ العَناجيجِ وَالمَلا

And whenever a town turned hostile to me, I would

And whenever a land rejected me

Seek refuge in sleek, noble steeds and the open plains.

I fled to the bare hills and sought refuge

وَمَن كانَ مَهجوراً كَما أَنا فيكُمُ

وَمَن كانَ مَهجوراً كَما أَنا فيكُمُ

فَما يَستَحي الأَيّامَ أَن تَتَبَدَّلا

فَما يَستَحي الأَيّامَ أَن تَتَبَدَّلا

And whoever is forsaken, as I am among you,

And whoever is outcast among you like me

Feels no shame in asking the days to change.

Should not be ashamed as days change