مَوْلايَmy lord تَصْبِرُyou endure عَنْwithout أَدِيبِكْyour man of letters
مَوْلايَ تَصْبِرُ عَنْ أَدِيبِكْ
حَقّاًtruly وَتُعْرِضُand you turn away عَنْfrom حَبِيبِكْyour beloved
حَقّاً وَتُعْرِضُ عَنْ حَبِيبِكْ
My lord, can you bear to be without your man of letters,
truly, and turn away from your beloved?
أَوَand (questioning) ماnot نِصابُكَyour lineage مِنْfrom عَلِAli (first part)
أَوَ ما نِصابُكَ مِنْ عَلِ
يٍّAli (final part) وَالْعُلىand eminence أَدْنىthe least نَصِيبِكْyour share
يٍّ وَالْعُلى أَدْنى نَصِيبِكْ
And is your lineage not from Ali,
and eminence your smallest share?
أَوَand (questioning) ماnot ضَرَبْتَyou journeyed فَهَلْthen (questioning) قَدِرْwere able (verb fragment)
أَوَ ما ضَرَبْتَ فَهَلْ قَدِرْ
تَyou (verb ending) عَلَىto شَبِيهِكَyour likeness أَوْor ضَرِيبِكْyour equal
تَ عَلَى شَبِيهِكَ أَوْ ضَرِيبِكْ
And have you not journeyed—were you able
to find your like or your equal?
مَنْwho مِثْلُlike شاعِرِكَyour poet الَّذِيwho
مَنْ مِثْلُ شاعِرِكَ الَّذِي
بَهَرَdazzled الْبَرِيَّةَcreation أَوْor خَطِيبِكْyour orator
بَهَرَ الْبَرِيَّةَ أَوْ خَطِيبِكْ
Who is like your poet, who
has dazzled creation—or your orator?
يُهْدِيhe offers إِلَيْكَto you مَحاسِناًbeauties
يُهْدِي إِلَيْكَ مَحاسِناً
تَدَعُleave الْمَحاسِنَbeauties مِنْamong عُيُوبِكْyour flaws
تَدَعُ الْمَحاسِنَ مِنْ عُيُوبِكْ
He offers you beauties
that make other beauties count among your flaws:
نَفَحاتِwafts مَدْحٍpraise لَمْnot تَزَلْcease
نَفَحاتِ مَدْحٍ لَمْ تَزَلْ
تُغْنِيكَspare you the need عَنْfor نَفَحاتِwafts طِيبِكْyour perfume
تُغْنِيكَ عَنْ نَفَحاتِ طِيبِكْ
wafts of praise that have never ceased
to spare you the need for wafts of your perfume.
أَمّاas for دِمَشْقُDamascus فَقَدْthen indeed حَوَتْit has embraced
أَمّا دِمَشْقُ فَقَدْ حَوَتْ
قَمَراًa moon تَطَلَّعَrose into view مِنْfrom جُيُوبِكْyour robes' openings
قَمَراً تَطَلَّعَ مِنْ جُيُوبِكْ
As for Damascus, it has embraced
a moon that rose from the bosoms of your robes.
لَوْلاwere it not for طُلُوعُكَyour rising لَمْnot تُنِرْshine
لَوْلا طُلُوعُكَ لَمْ تُنِرْ
فَاللهُso God يُؤْمِنُgrants safety مِنْfrom مَغِيبِكْyour setting
فَاللهُ يُؤْمِنُ مِنْ مَغِيبِكْ
Were it not for your rising, it would not shine;
so may God protect us from your setting.
للهِGod be praised for رَوْحُrefreshing breath صَباكَyour east wind كَمْhow often
للهِ رَوْحُ صَباكَ كَمْ
تَرِدُarrive الْمُنىhopes وَنَدىand the dew جَنُوبِكْyour south wind
تَرِدُ الْمُنى وَنَدى جَنُوبِكْ
God be praised for your east wind's refreshing breath! How often
hopes and the dew of your south wind arrive!
كَمْhow often تَكْتُمُyou conceal النُّعْمىfavors وَماand not
كَمْ تَكْتُمُ النُّعْمى وَما
يَنْفَكُّceases جُودُكَyour generosity أَنْto يَشِيtell tales بِكَabout you
يَنْفَكُّ جُودُكَ أَنْ يَشِي بِكَ
How often you conceal your favors, yet
your generosity never ceases to give you away.
Sol 6.1