لَكَto you الخَيرُgoodness مِنas مثريwealthy اليَدَينِboth hands مِنَin العُلاeminence
لَكَ الخَيرُ مِن مثري اليَدَينِ مِنَ العُلا
إِذاwhen تَربتbecame dusty أَيديhands النَوىseparation وَالتَطَوُّلِand munificence
إِذا تَربت أَيدي النَوى وَالتَطَوُّلِ
May good be yours, whose hands are rich in eminence,
when the hands of separation and munificence grow dusty,
بِماfor what كانَwas بَينَbetween الماضِيَينِthe two departed مِنَof الَّذيthat which
بِما كانَ بَينَ الماضِيَينِ مِنَ الَّذي
إِلَيهِto it اِستِناديmy leaning أَوor عَلَيهِupon it مُعَوّليmy reliance
إِلَيهِ اِستِنادي أَو عَلَيهِ مُعَوّلي
for what lay between the two departed, of that
on which I lean or upon which I rely.
وَلَمand did not تَتَمَسَّكhold fast بِالمُؤَيّدِto al-Mu'ayyad ليof mine يَدٌa hand
وَلَم تَتَمَسَّك بِالمُؤَيّدِ لي يَدٌ
وَقَدand already زَهَفَتslipped رِجليmy foot عَنِaway from المُتَوَكِّلِal-Mutawakkil
وَقَد زَهَفَت رِجلي عَنِ المُتَوَكِّلِ
And no hand of mine held fast to al-Mu'ayyad,
and my foot had already slipped away from al-Mutawakkil.
Sol 6.1