أمولايO my lord جُدْgive generously لِيْto me منfrom يمينكَyour right hand حُلَّةًa robe
أمولاي جُدْ لِيْ من يمينكَ حُلَّةً
منof الجُوخbroadcloth لبساًfor wearing أُحْكِمَتْfinely fashioned بالتَفَصُّلِwith tailoring
من الجُوخ لبساً أُحْكِمَتْ بالتَفَصُّلِ
O my lord, grant me from your right hand a robe,
My Lord, grant me from your right hand a robe
Of broadcloth to wear, expertly tailored.
Of brocade to wear, crafted with great care
تَقِينيprotects me منfrom البردِthe cold الوجيعِpainful وأنهاand that it
تَقِيني من البردِ الوجيعِ وأنها
تُلَفِّعُwraps منيof mine كلَّevery عضوٍlimb وَمَفْصلٍand joint
تُلَفِّعُ مني كلَّ عضوٍ وَمَفْصلٍ
It shields me from the biting cold, and it
To protect me from harsh, bone-chilling cold
Wraps every limb and joint of mine.
And to wrap my every limb and every joint
يَمِينُكَyour right hand تجريflows للطعامfor food جواهراjewels
يَمِينُكَ تجري للطعام جواهرا
وتفريand cleaves العداthe foes يومَon the day الطِعانِspear-fighting بمنصلwith a blade
وتفري العدا يومَ الطِعانِ بمنصل
Your right hand pours forth jewels for food,
Your right hand flows with bounty and gems
And cleaves the foes with a blade on the day of spear-fighting.
And strikes down enemies with sword and blade
تَفَرَّدَstood apart شعريmy poetry فيكَabout you عنfrom كلِّevery شاعرٍpoet
تَفَرَّدَ شعري فيكَ عن كلِّ شاعرٍ
وقدand indeed طالَhas grown long نَظْميmy verse فيكَabout you عنthan كلِّevery مطولprolix poet
وقد طالَ نَظْمي فيكَ عن كلِّ مطول
My verse in your praise stands apart from every poet's,
My poetry in praise of you exceeds all poets'
And my verse in your praise has grown longer than every prolix poet's.
And my verses for you surpass all works
فظَنيso my hope بكَin you الموفورُample فيماin what أظُنُّهI expect it
فظَني بكَ الموفورُ فيما أظُنُّه
وطوّقتand you encircled أعناقَthe necks الورىhumankind بالتَفَضُّلِwith generosity
وطوّقت أعناقَ الورى بالتَفَضُّلِ
So my hope in you is ample in all that I expect,
So I suppose you to have abundant favor
And you have encircled humankind's necks with generosity.
And I adorn the necks of mankind with grace
وَدُمْand endure ياO بنَson of سلطانSultan بِعِزّin glory وَرِفْعةٍand eminence
وَدُمْ يا بنَ سلطان بِعِزّ وَرِفْعةٍ
تَنُوْفُyou tower علىabove الجَوْزاal-Jawza, a constellation بِنَعْلٍby a sandal وتَعْتلليand you ascend
تَنُوْفُ على الجَوْزا بِنَعْلٍ وتَعْتللي
And endure, O son of Sultan, in glory and eminence,
Live on, O son of the Sultan, in power and honor
Towering above al-Jawza by a sandal's height and rising aloft.
Moving with ease, shod in glory and might
Sol 6.1