أَمُغْنيَةٌcan they avail? مَعَamid الظُلْمِinjustice الْخُطُوبُcalamities
أَمُغْنيَةٌ مَعَ الظُلْمِ الْخُطُوبُ
فيُغْفرَso it may be forgiven مَاwhat جَنَتْهُthey committed it مِنَof الذَّنُوبِsins
فيُغْفرَ مَا جَنَتْهُ مِنَ الذَّنُوبِ
Can calamities avail amid injustice,
A song in the face of adversity
so that the sins they have committed may be forgiven?
Washes away whatever sins it has committed
عَجبْتُI marveled لصَرْفِat the vicissitudes of دَهْرٍtime صَافيَاتٍunalloyed
عَجبْتُ لصَرْفِ دَهْرٍ صَافيَاتٍ
مَكَارِهَهُits afflictions وَعَيْشٍand a life لِيfor me مَشُوبِtainted
مَكَارِهَهُ وَعَيْشٍ لِي مَشُوبِ
I marveled at time's turns, with unalloyed
I am amazed at the twists of fate, so fickle
afflictions, and at my tainted life.
With its troubles and a life for me so muddled
كَأَنّas though الدَّهْرَtime يَطْلُبَنِيpursues me بِذَحْلِfor vengeance
كَأَنّ الدَّهْرَ يَطْلُبَنِي بِذَحْلِ
فَحَظِّيso my share مِنْهُfrom it إِضْرَاءُunleashing الْخُطُوبِcalamities
فَحَظِّي مِنْهُ إِضْرَاءُ الْخُطُوبِ
As though time pursues me for vengeance,
It is as if fate seeks me out insistently
so my share from it is the unleashing of calamities.
And my lot is to face constant adversity
وَهَوَّنَand eased بَعْضَsome of مَاwhat أَلْقَاهُI encounter it أَنِّيthat I am
وَهَوَّنَ بَعْضَ مَا أَلْقَاهُ أَنِّي
نَقِيُّpure الْجَيْبِthe bosom مِنْfrom دَنَسِthe stain of الْعُيُوبِfaults
نَقِيُّ الْجَيْبِ مِنْ دَنَسِ الْعُيُوبِ
And some of what I endure has been eased by my being
Yet it eased some of what it had cast my way
pure of bosom, free from the stain of faults.
Since my soul remains untouched by any impropriety
إذاَif لَمْnot أُوتَI am granted مِنْof رَأْيِjudgment مَصِيبٌsound
إذاَ لَمْ أُوتَ مِنْ رَأْيِ مَصِيبٌ
فَمَاthen what عِلْمِيmy knowledge بإِضْمَارِof the concealment of الْغُيُوبِthe unseen
فَمَا عِلْمِي بإِضْمَارِ الْغُيُوبِ
If I am not granted sound judgment,
When I am not granted sound judgement
then what do I know of what the unseen conceals?
How could I know fate's hidden obscurities?
وكَمْand how many رَيْبَa calamity لِصَرْفِfrom the vicissitudes of الدهرِtime هَابٍrising like dust
وكَمْ رَيْبَ لِصَرْفِ الدهرِ هَابٍ
جَلاَهُdispelled it النَّصْرُvictory مِنْfrom رَبٍّa Lord مَهُوبِheld in awe
جَلاَهُ النَّصْرُ مِنْ رَبٍّ مَهُوبِ
And many a calamity, rising like dust from time's turns,
And how many doubts does the twist of fate arouse
has been dispelled by victory from a Lord held in awe.
Which victory from a forsaken Lord dispels
Sol 6.1