أَسْعِفينيhelp me ياO نِياقِيmy she-camels
أَسْعِفيني يا نِياقِي
بمَسيريon my journey للعرَاقِto Iraq
بمَسيري للعرَاقِ
Help me, O my she-camels,
Help me, O my camel
On my journey to Iraq.
On my journey to Iraq
فالنَّوىfor separation مزَّقَhas torn apart قلبيmy heart
فالنَّوى مزَّقَ قلبي
آهُah منfrom يومِthe day of الفِرَاقِparting
آهُ من يومِ الفِرَاقِ
For separation has torn my heart apart.
For yearning has torn my heart
Ah, the day of parting!
Alas, the day we parted!
أَناI مَشْغوفٌenamored بشَيخٍof a sheikh
أَنا مَشْغوفٌ بشَيخٍ
سِرُّهُhis inner secret للحشْرِuntil the Resurrection بَاقِenduring
سِرُّهُ للحشْرِ بَاقِ
I am enamored of a sheikh
I'm passionate for a shaykh
Whose secret endures until the Resurrection.
His secret until Judgment Day endures
سيِّديmy master الغَوْثُthe Succor الرِّفاعِيal-Rifa‘i
سيِّدي الغَوْثُ الرِّفاعِي
نورُthe light of سِرِّيmy innermost being والمآقِand the eye-corners
نورُ سِرِّي والمآقِ
My master, the Succor, al-Rifa‘i,
My master, the aid Al-Rifa’i
Light of my inmost heart and the corners of my eyes.
The light of my innermost being and destinations
شِبْلُa scion of خيرِthe best of الخُلْقِcreation منwho قدْindeed
شِبْلُ خيرِ الخُلْقِ من قدْ
جازَpassed للسَّبعِto the seven الطِّبَاقِlayered heavens
جازَ للسَّبعِ الطِّبَاقِ
Scion of the best of creation, who had
The quintessence of the best of creation from afore
Traversed the seven layered heavens,
Who ascended the seventh heaven
وسَماand rose above كلَّevery سَماءٍheaven
وسَما كلَّ سَماءٍ
راكِباًriding فوقَupon البُرَاقِBuraq
راكِباً فوقَ البُرَاقِ
And risen above every heaven,
And reached every heaven
Riding upon Buraq.
Riding Al-Buraq
ياO نِياقَshe-camels of الرَّكبِthe caravan جِدِّيpress on
يا نِياقَ الرَّكبِ جِدِّي
واطْفِئِand quench نارَthe fire of اشْتِياقيmy longing
واطْفِئِ نارَ اشْتِياقي
O she-camels of the caravan, press on,
O camel leader, make haste
And quench the fire of my longing.
And extinguish the fire of my yearning
ولكِand yours is الرُّوحُthe soul جَزاءًas recompense
ولكِ الرُّوحُ جَزاءً
أَنthat أَرىI may see بابَthe gate of الرُّوَاقِthe portico
أَن أَرى بابَ الرُّوَاقِ
And my soul is yours as a reward,
And to you my soul I give
That I may see the portico's gate.
If I see the door of the porch
أَناI مَوثوقٌbound fast بشَوْقيby my longing
أَنا مَوثوقٌ بشَوْقي
آهُah لوif only حُلَّwere loosened وِثاقيmy bonds
آهُ لو حُلَّ وِثاقي
I am bound fast by my longing.
I'm hopeful of my passion
Ah, if only my bonds were loosened!
Alas if my ties were loosened
أَناI مَلْسوعٌstung بوَجْديby my passion
أَنا مَلْسوعٌ بوَجْدي
هلis there لهَذاfor this الشَّأْنِaffliction رَاقِa healer by incantation
هل لهَذا الشَّأْنِ رَاقِ
I am stung by my passion;
I'm seared by my love
Is there a healer for this affliction?
Does this matter have any comfort?
لَذَّgrew sweet منfrom خَمرَةِthe wine of شَيْخيmy sheikh
لَذَّ من خَمرَةِ شَيْخي
بينَamong خُلاَّنيmy close friends مَذاقيmy tasting
بينَ خُلاَّني مَذاقي
Sweet, from my sheikh's wine,
I tasted from my shaykh’s wine
Was my tasting among my close friends.
Among his intimate circles its flavor
بعدafter هذاthis البُعْدِdistance عنهُfrom him
بعد هذا البُعْدِ عنهُ
لستُI am not أَرضىsatisfied بالعِنَاقِwith an embrace
لستُ أَرضى بالعِنَاقِ
After this distance from him,
After this distance from him
I am not content with an embrace,
I'm not content with an embrace
مازِجاًmingling روحاًa soul برُوحٍwith a soul
مازِجاً روحاً برُوحٍ
ليسَnot يلويturns aside لافْتِرَاقِtoward separation
ليسَ يلوي لافْتِرَاقِ
Mingling soul with soul,
Mixing soul with soul
Never turning toward separation.
No separation can twist
قَمَرُthe moon of العَلياءِthe heights قِدْماًlong ago
قَمَرُ العَلياءِ قِدْماً
نالَunderwent قَطْعاًsevering بانْشِقَاقِthrough splitting
نالَ قَطْعاً بانْشِقَاقِ
The moon on high, long ago,
The full moon of loftiness in steps
Was severed through a splitting;
Attained pieces by its splitting
عادَreturned بعدَafter الشَّقِthe splitting جُزءًاas a fragment
عادَ بعدَ الشَّقِ جُزءًا
وطَوىand folded ساقاًa leg بسَاقِagainst a leg
وطَوى ساقاً بسَاقِ
After the split it returned as a fragment,
Returning after the cleft a part
And folded leg against leg.
Having folded a leg over a leg
ياO حُوَيْديlittle driver of النِّياقِthe she-camels طرْfly بالنِّياقِwith the she-camels
يا حُوَيْدي النِّياقِ طرْ بالنِّياقِ
واحْدِرَنْهاand surely bring them down إلىto بِطاحِthe broad plains of العِرَاقِIraq
واحْدِرَنْها إلى بِطاحِ العِرَاقِ
O little driver of the she-camels, fly with the she-camels,
O camel leader by camel set forth for Iraq
And bring them down to Iraq's broad plains.
And take it down to the terrain of Iraq
وإذاand when ما(emphatic particle) وصَلتَyou reach أُمَّUmm عِبادٍ‘Ibad
وإذا ما وصَلتَ أُمَّ عِبادٍ
حضرَةَthe sanctuary of الأُنسِintimacy كعبَةَthe Kaaba of العُشَّاقِthe lovers
حضرَةَ الأُنسِ كعبَةَ العُشَّاقِ
And when you reach Umm ‘Ibad,
And when you reach Mother of All Saints
The sanctuary of intimacy, the lovers' Kaaba,
The company of intimacy, beloveds' Kaaba
ورأَيتَand you see الأَنوارَthe lights منfrom ساكِنيهاthose dwelling in it
ورأَيتَ الأَنوارَ من ساكِنيها
طبَّقَتْcovered بالشُّعاعِwith radiance فُسْحَthe expanses of الطِّبَاقِthe layered heavens
طبَّقَتْ بالشُّعاعِ فُسْحَ الطِّبَاقِ
And see the lights from those dwelling there
And you see the lights from its dwellers
Covering the layered heavens' expanses with radiance,
Tiered by rays, the expanse of the skies
قلْsay لأَهلِto the people of الغَرامِpassion موتواdie غَراماًof passion
قلْ لأَهلِ الغَرامِ موتوا غَراماً
قدmay يكونُbe اللِّقاthe meeting كيَومِlike the Day of التَّلاقيMeeting
قد يكونُ اللِّقا كيَومِ التَّلاقي
Tell the people of passion: “Die of passion!”
Tell the people of passion, die of passion
The meeting may be like the Day of Meeting.
For the meeting could be as the day we meet
وابْكِand weep ماas much as شئتَyou wish منfrom عُيونٍeyes كِرامٍnoble
وابْكِ ما شئتَ من عُيونٍ كِرامٍ
وتَناهَىand go to the utmost بالمَدمَعِwith tears الرَّقرَاقِshimmering
وتَناهَى بالمَدمَعِ الرَّقرَاقِ
And weep your fill from noble eyes,
And cry as long as you wish from generous eyes
And go to the utmost with shimmering tears.
And let tears flow profusely
هذهthis دارُهُمْtheir abode وأنتَand you مُحِبٌّa lover
هذه دارُهُمْ وأنتَ مُحِبٌّ
ماwhat is بَقاءُthe remaining of الدُّموعِtears فيin الآماقِthe eye-corners
ما بَقاءُ الدُّموعِ في الآماقِ
This is their abode, and you are a lover;
This is their abode and you're a lover
Why should tears remain in the corners of the eyes?
No lingering of tears in depths
ياO حُوَيْديlittle driver of النِّياقِthe she-camels باللهِby God عنِّيon my behalf
يا حُوَيْدي النِّياقِ باللهِ عنِّي
بلِّغِconvey to الحيَّthe encampment's people لوعَتيmy anguish واحْتِراقيand my burning
بلِّغِ الحيَّ لوعَتي واحْتِراقي
O little driver of the she-camels, by God, on my behalf,
O camel leader for God deliver my
Convey to the people my anguish and burning.
Torment and burning to them
بفَمِwith the mouth of الرُّوحِthe soul قبِّلِkiss الأَرضَthe earth سَبعاًseven times
بفَمِ الرُّوحِ قبِّلِ الأَرضَ سَبعاً
عنon behalf of غَراميmy passion وبِلَّand slake ليfor me أَشْواقيmy longings
عن غَرامي وبِلَّ لي أَشْواقي
With the mouth of the soul, kiss the earth seven times,
With the soul's utterance seven times kiss the earth
For my passion, and slake my longings for me.
Of my passion and convey to me my longings
لاdo not تخَفْfear إنif فعَلْتَyou do هذاthis عِتاباًreproach
لا تخَفْ إن فعَلْتَ هذا عِتاباً
حضرَةُthe presence of الغَوثِthe Succor حضرَةُthe presence of الإطْلاقِunrestricted freedom
حضرَةُ الغَوثِ حضرَةُ الإطْلاقِ
Do not fear reproach if you do this:
Don’t fear blame if you do this
The Succor's presence is a presence of boundless freedom.
The presence of the aid is the presence of release
شخُناour sheikh السَّيِّدُthe master الجَليلُthe exalted الرِّفاعِيal-Rifa‘i
شخُنا السَّيِّدُ الجَليلُ الرِّفاعِي
منwho غَداbecame للرِّجالِto the men أَعظَمَthe greatest سَاقِcupbearer
من غَدا للرِّجالِ أَعظَمَ سَاقِ
Our sheikh, the exalted master al-Rifa‘i,
Our master the eminent Al-Rifa’i
Who became the greatest cupbearer to the men,
For men tomorrow the greatest pillar
صدْرُهُمْtheir chief تاجُهُمْtheir crown وقطبُand the pivot of رَحاهُمْtheir mill
صدْرُهُمْ تاجُهُمْ وقطبُ رَحاهُمْ
عينُهُمْtheir very essence لمعُthe gleam of جذوَةِthe ember of الإشْرَاقِillumination
عينُهُمْ لمعُ جذوَةِ الإشْرَاقِ
Their chief, their crown, and the pivot of their mill,
Their chests are their crowns and the axis of their serenity
Their very essence, the gleam of illumination's ember.
Their eyes the sparkle of the emergence of light
سيرَةُthe conduct of المُصْطَفىthe Chosen One بهin him قدindeed تجلَّتْhas shone forth
سيرَةُ المُصْطَفى به قد تجلَّتْ
وعَلَتْand rose above أنbeing تُحاطَencompassed بالأَوْرَاقِby pages
وعَلَتْ أن تُحاطَ بالأَوْرَاقِ
The Chosen One's conduct has shone forth in him,
The traits of Mustafa in him appeared
And risen beyond what pages can encompass.
Sublime that they be contained in papers
رحمَةًmercy ليfor me ياO حادِيَdriver of العِيسِthe pale camels إنِّيindeed I
رحمَةً لي يا حادِيَ العِيسِ إنِّي
للَديغٌsurely stung وذِكْرُهُand remembrance of him تِرْياقيmy antidote
للَديغٌ وذِكْرُهُ تِرْياقي
Have mercy on me, O driver of the pale camels, for I
Have mercy on me O camel rider I
Am surely stung, and remembrance of him is my antidote.
Am bitten and the mention of him is my remedy
لكَyours is رُوحيmy soul وليسَand there is not عنديwith me سِواهاanything besides it
لكَ رُوحي وليسَ عندي سِواها
إنif تكنْyou are ذاكِريone who mentions me بذاكَat that الرُّوَاقِportico
إن تكنْ ذاكِري بذاكَ الرُّوَاقِ
My soul is yours, and I possess nothing else,
For you is my soul and I have nothing besides it
If you will mention me at that portico.
If you remember me in that porch
أَناI فيin رَكْبِهِhis caravan ضَليعٌstalwart وماand there is no ليfor me
أَنا في رَكْبِهِ ضَليعٌ وما لي
مُسعِفٌhelper يومَon the day of نهزَةِthe opportunity of السُّبَّاقِthe front-runners
مُسعِفٌ يومَ نهزَةِ السُّبَّاقِ
I am a stalwart in his caravan, yet I have no
I'm seasoned in his caravan and I have
Helper when the front-runners seize their chance.
No helper the day of the swift race
ذُقْتُI tasted منهُfrom him خمرَthe wine of المحبَّةِlove طِفْلاًas a child
ذُقْتُ منهُ خمرَ المحبَّةِ طِفْلاً
ياoh لذوقٍwhat a taste منamong أَشرَفِthe noblest of الأَذْوَاقِtastes
يا لذوقٍ من أَشرَفِ الأَذْوَاقِ
I tasted from him the wine of love as a child.
I tasted from him the wine of love as a child
Oh, what a taste, among the noblest of tastes!
O what a taste from the noblest tastes!
أَنهَضَتْنيraised me up منهُfrom him عزيمَةُthe resolve of عزمٍdetermination
أَنهَضَتْني منهُ عزيمَةُ عزمٍ
تجعَلُmakes العارِفينَthe gnostics فيin إطْرَاقِhead-bowing
تجعَلُ العارِفينَ في إطْرَاقِ
A determined resolve from him raised me up,
It invigorated me, the determination of resolve
Making the gnostics bow their heads.
Making the gnostics bolt
وتَصَدَّرْتُand I presided فيin المَحافِلِthe assemblies وحديalone
وتَصَدَّرْتُ في المَحافِلِ وحدي
فاتِحاًopening كلَّevery مُرْصَدٌset to bar the way مِغْلاقِlock
فاتِحاً كلَّ مُرْصَدٌ مِغْلاقِ
And I presided alone in the assemblies,
And I took precedence in gatherings, alone
Opening every lock set to bar the way,
Opening every locked observatory
ناشِراًspreading فيthroughout الوُجودِexistence منfrom عَلَمِthe banner of المجْglory (first part)
ناشِراً في الوُجودِ من عَلَمِ المجْ
دِ(completion of 'glory') مُروطاًmantles منfrom ثوبِهِhis robe الخَفَّاقِfluttering
دِ مُروطاً من ثوبِهِ الخَفَّاقِ
Spreading through existence, from glory's banner,
Displaying in existence from the banner of glory
Mantles from his fluttering robe.
Fluttering from its fluttering gown
مرَّpassed شيخُthe sheikh of العَرْجاءِal-‘Arja’ بالكأْسِwith the cup نَحويtoward me
مرَّ شيخُ العَرْجاءِ بالكأْسِ نَحوي
وحَبانيand favored me بشُرْبِwith drinking from كأْسٍa cup دِهَاقِbrimming
وحَباني بشُرْبِ كأْسٍ دِهَاقِ
The sheikh of al-‘Arja’ passed my way with the cup,
The shaykh of the lame passed by me the cup
And favored me with a draught from a brimming cup.
And gifted me a drink from a clear cup
فتَمايَلْتُthen I swayed منfrom غَراميmy passion ونادَيْand called (first part)
فتَمايَلْتُ من غَرامي ونادَيْ
تُI (verb ending) مَزيداًmore للَوْعَتيfor my burning longing ياO ساقيcupbearer
تُ مَزيداً للَوْعَتي يا ساقي
Then I swayed with my passion and cried—
So I swayed from my passion and called
“More for my burning longing, O cupbearer!”
For more anguish, “More, cupbearer!”
وتَسَلْطَنْيُand I reigned (apparent reading) فيin المَحاضِرِthe gatherings غَوْثاًas a Succor
وتَسَلْطَنْيُ في المَحاضِرِ غَوْثاً
كضُحىlike the morning brightness of الشَّمسِthe sun كامِلَperfect in الإشْرَاقِradiance
كضُحى الشَّمسِ كامِلَ الإشْرَاقِ
And I reigned in the gatherings as a Succor,
And it made me domineer in lectures a succor
Like the morning sun, perfect in radiance.
Like the dawn sun full of emergence
أَناI ختمُthe seal of الوَلايَةِsainthood المُتَدلِّيhanging down
أَنا ختمُ الوَلايَةِ المُتَدلِّي
فيin سَمَواتِthe heavens of مِرْطِهاits mantle البرَّاقِglittering
في سَمَواتِ مِرْطِها البرَّاقِ
I am the seal of sainthood, hanging down
I'm the seal of sainthood dangling
In the heavens of its glittering mantle.
In its glistening heavens
شَمِلَتْنيenfolded me رُوحُthe spirit of النَّبيِّthe Prophet بِحالٍin a state
شَمِلَتْني رُوحُ النَّبيِّ بِحالٍ
نَبَوِيٍّprophetic وطَهَّرتْand purified أَخْلاقيmy character
نَبَوِيٍّ وطَهَّرتْ أَخْلاقي
The Prophet's spirit enfolded me in a state—
The soul of the Prophet embraced me in a
A prophetic one—and purified my character.
Prophetic state and purified my manners
طَوْرُa stage of حالٍa state يمُنُّbestows بالحالِwith the state طَوْراًat times
طَوْرُ حالٍ يمُنُّ بالحالِ طَوْراً
منهfrom it صَوْغُthe fashioning of الأَطْوَاقِthe collars للأَعْنَاقِfor necks
منه صَوْغُ الأَطْوَاقِ للأَعْنَاقِ
A stage of a state bestows a state at times;
Sometimes a state confers upon a state
From it, collars are fashioned for necks.
By it the forms of collars to necks are molded
فانْسِجامُfor the flowing of المعْنىmeaning بقلبِin the heart of مُحِبٍّa lover
فانْسِجامُ المعْنى بقلبِ مُحِبٍّ
فيهin it سِرٌّa secret منfrom القَديمِthe Beginningless One الباقِيthe Everlasting
فيه سِرٌّ من القَديمِ الباقِي
For the flowing of meaning within a lover's heart
So the coherence of meaning in a loving heart
Holds a secret from the Eternal, the Everlasting.
In it a secret from the Everlasting remains
ياO رِفاقيmy companions ولوعَةُand the anguish of الحُبِّlove نارٌa fire
يا رِفاقي ولوعَةُ الحُبِّ نارٌ
عَلِّلونيsoothe me برِفْقَتيwith my companions ياO رِفاقيmy companions
عَلِّلوني برِفْقَتي يا رِفاقي
O my companions, love's anguish is a fire;
O my companions, the agony of love a fire
Soothe me with my companions, O my companions.
Comfort me with my company, O companions
لاdo not تَلُمْنيblame me ياO صاحِبيmy friend بهَواهُمْfor loving them
لا تَلُمْني يا صاحِبي بهَواهُمْ
وأغِثْنيand succor me منfrom ريحِهِمْtheir fragrance بانْتِشَاقِwith an inhalation
وأغِثْني من ريحِهِمْ بانْتِشَاقِ
Do not blame me, O my friend, for loving them,
Don’t blame me, my friend, for their love
And succor me with a breath of their fragrance.
And save me from their breeze by dispersion
أَرضُهُمْtheir land أَرضُهُمْtheir land عقيلَةُthe cherished lady of روحيmy soul
أَرضُهُمْ أَرضُهُمْ عقيلَةُ روحي
إنَّindeed فيهاwithin it مَصارِعَthe places of death of العُشَّاقِthe lovers
إنَّ فيها مَصارِعَ العُشَّاقِ
Their land, their land—the cherished lady of my soul;
Their land, their land the heart of my soul
Indeed, there lie the places where lovers fall slain.
For in it the resting places of lovers!
Sol 6.1