لَو كانَ في الدارِ قَرمٌ ذو مُحافَظَةٍ

لَو كانَ في الدارِ قَرمٌ ذو مُحافَظَةٍ

حامي الحَقيقَةِ ماضٍ خالُهُ أَنَسُ

حامي الحَقيقَةِ ماضٍ خالُهُ أَنَسُ

Had there been in the house a noble chief, steadfast in his duty,

If only there were in the house a respected elder

a resolute defender of honor, whose maternal uncle was Anas,

Guardian of truth, whose company would bring comfort

إِذاً حَلَلتَ خُبَيبٌ مَنزِلاً فُسِحاً

إِذاً حَلَلتَ خُبَيبٌ مَنزِلاً فُسِحاً

وَلَم يُشَدَّ عَلَيكَ الكَبلُ وَالحَرَسُ

وَلَم يُشَدَّ عَلَيكَ الكَبلُ وَالحَرَسُ

then, Khubayb, you would have lodged in a spacious dwelling,

Then you would have dwelled, my dear, in a spacious abode

and neither the fetter nor the guards would have held you fast.

And not been shackled by chains and guards

وَلَم يَسُقكَ إِلى التَنعيمِ زِعنِفَةٌ

وَلَم يَسُقكَ إِلى التَنعيمِ زِعنِفَةٌ

مِنَ المَعاشِرِ مِمَّن قَد نَفَت عُدُسُ

مِنَ المَعاشِرِ مِمَّن قَد نَفَت عُدُسُ

Nor would a rabble have driven you to al-Tanʿīm,

And not been led to bliss by the rude hands

from the clans, among those whom ʿUdus had cast out.

Of those whose friendship has vanished like mirage

صَبراً خُبَيبُ فَإِنَّ القَتلَ مَكرُمَةٌ

صَبراً خُبَيبُ فَإِنَّ القَتلَ مَكرُمَةٌ

إِلى جِنانِ نَعيمٍ يَرجُعُ النَفَسُ

إِلى جِنانِ نَعيمٍ يَرجُعُ النَفَسُ

Be patient, Khubayb, for being slain is an honor;

Have patience, my dear, for death by treachery

to gardens of bliss the breath of life returns.

Is but a passage to the Gardens of Heavenly bliss

دَلّوكَ غَدراً وَهُم فيها أُلو خُلُفٍ

دَلّوكَ غَدراً وَهُم فيها أُلو خُلُفٍ

وَأَنتَ ضَيمٌ لَها في الدارِ مُحتَبَسُ

وَأَنتَ ضَيمٌ لَها في الدارِ مُحتَبَسُ

They led you treacherously, and in this they were breakers of promises,

They lured you by deceit, themselves steeped in dishonor

while you, wronged, were held captive for them in the house.

While you are wronged, imprisoned in this house