ياO سَمْخُSamakh لاmay no سُحُبٌclouds سَقَتْكِwater you عِهَادُهَاtheir recurring showers
يا سَمْخُ لا سُحُبٌ سَقَتْكِ عِهَادُهَا
فلقدfor indeed أسَلْتِyou made flow مِنَfrom العُيُونِthe eyes عِهادَاrecurring showers
فلقد أسَلْتِ مِنَ العُيُونِ عِهادَا
O Samakh, may no clouds water you with their showers,
O falcon, no clouds have quenched your thirst,
For you have indeed made showers stream from eyes.
For you have wept copious tears from the eyes.
وصرعتِand you felled مَنwho رَكِبَrode الجمَادَinanimate matter فراضَهُthen tamed it
وصرعتِ مَن رَكِبَ الجمَادَ فراضَهُ
والريحُand the wind تُزبدُfoams تَحْتَهُbeneath him إِزْبَادَاfrothing
والريحُ تُزبدُ تَحْتَهُ إِزْبَادَا
And you felled him who rode inanimate matter and tamed it,
You have felled those who mounted the rocks over-confidently,
While the wind foamed and frothed beneath him.
While the wind foams beneath them in agitation.
خاضَwaded through الفضاءَthe sky وداسَand trod متنَthe back of سحابِهِits clouds
خاضَ الفضاءَ وداسَ متنَ سحابِهِ
ببَسَالةٍwith valor وعَلَاand rose above السُّهَىal-Suha أَوْor كَادَاnearly did
ببَسَالةٍ وعَلَا السُّهَى أَوْ كَادَا
He waded through the sky and trod the backs of its clouds,
You traversed the skies and trod the backs of clouds
With valor, and rose above al-Suha—or nearly did.
With valor, rising above the summits or almost.
مَاnot رَوَّعَتْterrified شُهُبُshooting stars السَّمَاءِthe sky فُؤَادَهُhis heart
مَا رَوَّعَتْ شُهُبُ السَّمَاءِ فُؤَادَهُ
بلْrather طَافَroamed فِيهَاthrough it مُبْرِقًاflashing lightning رَعَّادَاthundering
بلْ طَافَ فِيهَا مُبْرِقًا رَعَّادَا
The sky's shooting stars did not terrify his heart;
The meteors of the heavens did not frighten your heart,
Rather, he roamed through it, flashing lightning and thundering.
But you circled among them, flashing like lightning.
يَاO مَنْyou who سَمَوْتَyou soared إِلَىto العُلَىthe heights فَبَلَغْتَهُthen attained it
يَا مَنْ سَمَوْتَ إِلَى العُلَى فَبَلَغْتَهُ
وَسَبَقْتَand you outstripped أَسْرَابَflocks of الطُّيُورِthe birds طِرَادَاin pursuit
وَسَبَقْتَ أَسْرَابَ الطُّيُورِ طِرَادَا
O you who soared to the heights and attained them,
O you who ascended to the sublime heights and attained them,
And outstripped the flocks of birds in pursuit.
And outstripped the flocks of birds in the race.
خَفَقَتْquivered ضُلُوعُribs of الرِّيحِthe wind تَحْتَكَbeneath you وَالْتَوَتْand writhed
خَفَقَتْ ضُلُوعُ الرِّيحِ تَحْتَكَ وَالْتَوَتْ
فَرَقًاin fear وَكَمْand how many فَطَرَتْit broke عَلَيْكَover you فُؤَادَاa heart
فَرَقًا وَكَمْ فَطَرَتْ عَلَيْكَ فُؤَادَا
The wind's ribs quivered beneath you and writhed,
The ribs of the wind fluttered beneath you and twisted,
In fear—and how many a heart it broke in grief for you!
Breaking apart, and how many hearts you have rent asunder!
حَتَّىuntil كَبَتْstumbled أُخْتُsister of النُّسُورِthe eagles كَلِيلَةًexhausted
حَتَّى كَبَتْ أُخْتُ النُّسُورِ كَلِيلَةً
فَهَوَيْتَso you fell، لَاnot جُبْنًاcowardice وَلَاnor إِرْعَادَاtrembling
فَهَوَيْتَ، لَا جُبْنًا وَلَا إِرْعَادَا
Until the eagles' sister stumbled, exhausted,
Until the sister of eagles fell exhausted,
So you fell—not from cowardice, nor from trembling.
And you swooped down, neither from cowardice nor trembling.
لَكِنْbut عَلَاؤُكَyour loftiness مَاnot ارْتَضَىaccepted بَطْنَthe belly of الثَّرَىthe earth
لَكِنْ عَلَاؤُكَ مَا ارْتَضَى بَطْنَ الثَّرَى
مَثْوًىa resting place وَآثَرَand preferred فِيin العَلَاءِthe heights رُقَادَاslumber
مَثْوًى وَآثَرَ فِي العَلَاءِ رُقَادَا
But your loftiness would not accept the belly of the earth
But your sublime spirit disdained the belly of the earth
As a resting place, preferring slumber in the heights.
As a dwelling, preferring the open sky as a couch.
فَتَخِذْتَso you took ثَوْبَthe robe of السافياتِthe dust-scattering winds سَوَابِحًاswimming
فَتَخِذْتَ ثَوْبَ السافياتِ سَوَابِحًا
كَفَنًاa shroud وَأَطْبَاقَand layers of السَّحَابِthe clouds وِسَادَاa pillow
كَفَنًا وَأَطْبَاقَ السَّحَابِ وِسَادَا
So you took the robe of the swimming, dust-scattering winds
So you took the garb of clouds as your winding sheet
As a shroud, and the layers of clouds as a pillow.
And the layers of clouds as your pillow.
Sol 6.1