قالَsaid الغُرابthe crow وَقَدand already رَأىsaw كَلَفَthe infatuation of الوَرىhumankind
قالَ الغُراب وَقَد رَأى كَلَفَ الوَرى
وَهَيامَهُمand their passion بِالبُلبُلِfor the nightingale الصَدّاحِthe singing
وَهَيامَهُم بِالبُلبُلِ الصَدّاحِ
The crow said, having seen people's infatuation
The raven said, when he saw people's toil
The crow spoke, having seen the people’s infatuation,
And their passion for the singing nightingale:
And their frenzy for the chatty nightingale:
And their desperate passion for the chanting nightingale:
لِمَwhy لاnot تَهيمُbecome enamored بِيَof me المَسامِعُears مِثلَهُlike him
لِمَ لا تَهيمُ بِيَ المَسامِعُ مِثلَهُ
ماwhat الفَرقُthe difference بَينَbetween جَناحِهhis wing وَجَناحيand my wing
ما الفَرقُ بَينَ جَناحِه وَجَناحي
Why are ears not enamored of me as they are of him?
"Why do not ears crave my voice like his?
"Why do hearing ears not adore me as they do him?
What is the difference between his wing and mine?
What's the difference between his wing and mine?
What difference lies between his wing and mine?
إِنّيindeed I أَشَدُّstronger قِوىin strength وَأَمضىand sharper مِخلَباًin claw
إِنّي أَشَدُّ قِوى وَأَمضى مِخلَباً
فَعَلامَso why نامَslept الناسُthe people عَنِheedless of اِمتِداحيpraising me
فَعَلامَ نامَ الناسُ عَنِ اِمتِداحي
I am stronger in might and sharper of claw;
I am stronger, my talons sharper by far,
I am mightier in strength and sharper of claw,
So why have people slumbered, heedless of praising me?
Why do people sleep through my eulogies?
So why have people neglected to sing my praise?"
أَمُفَرِّقَO separator of الأَحبابِloved ones عَنfrom أَحبابِهِمtheir loved ones
أَمُفَرِّقَ الأَحبابِ عَن أَحبابِهِم
وَكُكَدِّرَand spoiler of (apparently intended) اللَذاتpleasures وَالأَفراحِand joys
وَكُكَدِّرَ اللَذات وَالأَفراحِ
O you who part loved ones from their loved ones,
Do friends split lovers from their loves
O scatterer of lovers from their beloveds,
And spoil pleasures and joys,
And poison joy and all delight?
O disturber of pleasures and of joys,
كَمhow many فيamong السَوائِلِthe liquids مِنof شَبيهٍa thing resembling بِالطَلاwine
كَم في السَوائِلِ مِن شَبيهٍ بِالطَلا
فَعَلامَso why لَيسَis not لَهاfor them مُقامُthe standing of الراحِwine
فَعَلامَ لَيسَ لَها مُقامُ الراحِ
How many liquids resemble wine,
How many clear waters resemble poison -
How many liquids bear likeness to golden wine,
So why do they not have wine's standing?
Why are they not as desired as pleasure?
Yet why do they not hold the station of the vintage?
لَيسَis not الحُظوظُgood fortune مِنَfrom الجُسومbodies وَشَكلِهاand their shape
لَيسَ الحُظوظُ مِنَ الجُسوم وَشَكلِها
السُرُّthe secret كُلُّall of السِرِّthe secret فيin الأَرواحِsouls
السُرُّ كُلُّ السِرِّ في الأَرواحِ
Good fortune does not come from bodies or their shape;
Luck depends not on bodies and their shapes;
Fortunes arise not from bodies nor their forms;
The secret, the whole secret, lies in souls.
The essence of all secrets dwells in the soul.
The secret—the entire secret—resides in the souls.
وَالصَوتُand the voice مِنamong نِعَمِthe blessings of السَماءheaven وَلَمand not تَكُنwas
وَالصَوتُ مِن نِعَمِ السَماء وَلَم تَكُن
تَرضىpleased السَماheaven عَنِwith الصَدّاحِthe songster
تَرضى السَما عَنِ الصَدّاحِ
And the voice is one of heaven's blessings; nor was
And song is a gift of heaven, though heaven
The voice is a blessing from Heaven, yet Heaven
Heaven pleased with the songster.
Was never pleased by the raven's caw."
Was not pleased with the clamorous crier.
حَكَمَruled القَضاءُfate فَإِنso if نَقِمتَyou resent عَلىagainst القَضاfate
حَكَمَ القَضاءُ فَإِن نَقِمتَ عَلى القَضا
فَاِضرِبthen strike بِعُنقِكَwith your neck مُديَةَthe knife of الجَرّاحِthe surgeon
فَاِضرِب بِعُنقِكَ مُديَةَ الجَرّاحِ
Fate has ruled; so if you resent fate,
Fate's judgement cannot be revoked - lament
Fate has issued its ruling; so if you resent the decree,
Then strike the surgeon's knife with your neck.
And strike your neck as the victim of fate.
Then strike your neck against the surgeon’s blade.
Sol 6.1