دَعَاكَhas called to you بِأَقْصَىat the farthest reaches of الَمَغَرِبَيْنِthe two Maghribs غَريبُa stranger
دَعَاكَ بِأَقْصَى الَمَغَرِبَيْنِ غَريبُ
وَأَنْتَyet you عَلَىdespite بُعْدِthe distance of الْمَزَارِthe place of visitation قَرِيبُnear
وَأَنْتَ عَلَى بُعْدِ الْمَزَارِ قَرِيبُ
A stranger has called to you from the farthest of the two Maghribs,
yet you are near, though far away to visit.
مُدِلٌّconfident بِأَسْبَابِin the bonds of الرَّجَاءِhope وَطَرْفُهُand his gaze
مُدِلٌّ بِأَسْبَابِ الرَّجَاءِ وَطَرْفُهُ
غَضِيضٌlowered عَلَىunder حُكْمِthe sway of الْحَيَاءِmodesty مَريبُapprehensive
غَضِيضٌ عَلَى حُكْمِ الْحَيَاءِ مَريبُ
Confident in the bonds of hope, his gaze
is lowered under modesty's sway, uneasy.
يُكَلِّفُcharges قُرْصَthe disk of الْبَدْرِthe full moon حَمْلَto carry تَحِيُّةٍa greeting
يُكَلِّفُ قُرْصَ الْبَدْرِ حَمْلَ تَحِيُّةٍ
إِذَاwhen مَاemphasis هَوَىit sinks وَالشَّمْسَand the sun حِينَwhen تَغِيبُit sets
إِذَا مَا هَوَى وَالشَّمْسَ حِينَ تَغِيبُ
He charges the full moon's disk to carry a greeting
when it sinks, and the sun when it sets,
لِتَرْجعَso it may return مِنْfrom تِلْكَthose الْمَعَالِمِlandmarks غُدْوَةat dawn
لِتَرْجعَ مِنْ تِلْكَ الْمَعَالِمِ غُدْوَة
وَقَدْand already ذَاعَhas spread مِنْfrom رَدِّthe return of التَّحِيَّةِthe greeting طِيبُfragrance
وَقَدْ ذَاعَ مِنْ رَدِّ التَّحِيَّةِ طِيبُ
so it may return from those landmarks at dawn,
with the fragrance of the answering greeting spread abroad.
ويَسْتَودِعُand he entrusts الرِّيحَthe wind الشَّمَالَthe northern شَمَائِلاًtender qualities
ويَسْتَودِعُ الرِّيحَ الشَّمَالَ شَمَائِلاً
مِنَof الْحُبِّlove لَمْdid not يَعْلَمknow بِهنَّof them رَقِيبُa watcher
مِنَ الْحُبِّ لَمْ يَعْلَم بِهنَّ رَقِيبُ
He entrusts the north wind with intimacies
of love, unknown to any watcher.
وَيَطْلُبُand he seeks فِيin جَيْبِthe bosom of الْجَنُوبِthe south wind جَوَابَهَاtheir answer
وَيَطْلُبُ فِي جَيْبِ الْجَنُوبِ جَوَابَهَا
إِذَاwhen مَاemphasis أَطَلَّتْit appears وَالصَّبَاحُand dawn جَنِيبُled alongside
إِذَا مَا أَطَلَّتْ وَالصَّبَاحُ جَنِيبُ
He seeks their answer in the south wind's bosom
when it appears, with dawn led alongside.
ويستفهِمُand he questions الكَفَّthe Hand الخَصيبَthe Fertile ودَمعهand his tears
ويستفهِمُ الكَفَّ الخَصيبَ ودَمعه
غَراماfrom longing بِحِنَّاءwith henna of النَجيعfresh blood خَضِيبُdyed
غَراما بِحِنَّاء النَجيع خَضِيبُ
He questions the Fertile Hand, while his tears
are dyed, from longing, with henna of fresh blood.
ويتبعُand he follows آثَارَthe tracks of الْمَطِيّthe mounts مُشَيِّعاًbidding farewell
ويتبعُ آثَارَ الْمَطِيّ مُشَيِّعاً
وَقَدْand already زَمْزَمَhas chanted الْحَادِيthe camel-driver وَحَنَّand has moaned نَجيبُa noble camel
وَقَدْ زَمْزَمَ الْحَادِي وَحَنَّ نَجيبُ
He follows the tracks of the mounts, bidding farewell,
while the camel-driver chants and a noble camel moans.
إِذَاwhen أَثُرthe traces of الأَخْفَافِhooves لاَحَتْappear مَحَارِباًas prayer niches
إِذَا أَثُر الأَخْفَافِ لاَحَتْ مَحَارِباً
يَخِرُّhe falls down عَلَيْهَاupon them رَاكِعاًbowing وَيُنِيبُand turns in devotion
يَخِرُّ عَلَيْهَا رَاكِعاً وَيُنِيبُ
When hoofprints appear as prayer niches,
he falls upon them, bowing and turning in devotion.
وَيَلْقَىand he meets رِكَابَthe mounts of الْحَجِّthe pilgrimage وَهْيَwhile they are طَلاَئِحworn out
وَيَلْقَى رِكَابَ الْحَجِّ وَهْيَ طَلاَئِح
طِلاَحٌexhausted وَقَدْand already لَبَّىhas answered النِّدَاءَthe call لَبِيبُa discerning man
طِلاَحٌ وَقَدْ لَبَّى النِّدَاءَ لَبِيبُ
He meets the pilgrimage mounts, worn out
and spent, while a discerning man has answered the call.
فَلاَso no قَوْلَspeech إِلاَّexcept أَنَّةٌa moan وَتَوَجُّعٌand pain
فَلاَ قَوْلَ إِلاَّ أَنَّةٌ وَتَوَجُّعٌ
وَلاَand no حَوْلَstrength إِلاَّexcept زَفْرَةٌa sigh وَنَجِيبُand sobbing
وَلاَ حَوْلَ إِلاَّ زَفْرَةٌ وَنَجِيبُ
No words remain but moaning and pain,
no strength but a sigh and sobbing.
غَلِيلٌparched وَلِكنْbut مِنْfrom قَبُولِكَyour acceptance مُنْهَلٌa watering place
غَلِيلٌ وَلِكنْ مِنْ قَبُولِكَ مُنْهَلٌ
عَلِيلٌailing وَلِكَنْbut مِنْfrom رَضَاكَyour favor طَبيِبُa healer
عَلِيلٌ وَلِكَنْ مِنْ رَضَاكَ طَبيِبُ
Parched, yet in your acceptance lies a watering place;
ailing, yet in your favor lies a healer.
أَلاَah لَيْتَwould that شِعْريmy knowledge وَالأَمَانِيُّthough wishes ضَلَّةٌdelusion
أَلاَ لَيْتَ شِعْري وَالأَمَانِيُّ ضَلَّةٌ
وَقَدْand may تُخْطِئُmiss الآمَالُhopes ثُمَّthen تُصِيبُhit the mark
وَقَدْ تُخْطِئُ الآمَالُ ثُمَّ تُصِيبُ
Ah, would I knew—though wishes are delusion,
and hopes may miss, then hit their mark—
أَيُنْجِدُwill it offer aid? نَجْدٌNajd بَعْدَafter شَحْطِthe remoteness of مَزَارِهِits place of visitation
أَيُنْجِدُ نَجْدٌ بَعْدَ شَحْطِ مَزَارِهِ
وَيَكْئُبُand grieve بَعْدَafter الْبُعْدِthe separation مِنْهُfrom it كَثِيبُa dune
وَيَكْئُبُ بَعْدَ الْبُعْدِ مِنْهُ كَثِيبُ
will Najd offer aid after being so far beyond reach,
and will a dune there mourn after such separation?
وَتُقْضَىand be paid دُيُونِيmy debts بَعْدَمَاafter مَطَلَhas delayed الْمَدَىtime
وَتُقْضَى دُيُونِي بَعْدَمَا مَطَلَ الْمَدَى
وَيَنْفُدُand sell out بَيْعِيmy sale وَالْمَبيعُwhile the merchandise مَعِيبُflawed
وَيَنْفُدُ بَيْعِي وَالْمَبيعُ مَعِيبُ
Will my debts be paid after time has delayed,
and will my sale go through, though the merchandise is flawed?
وَهَلْand may أَقْتَضِيI claim my due from دَهْرِيmy time فَيُسْمِحُso it yields طَائِعاًwillingly
وَهَلْ أَقْتَضِي دَهْرِي فَيُسْمِحُ طَائِعاً
وَأَدْعُوand I call بِحَظِّيfor my share مُسْمِعاًmaking myself heard فَيُجِيبُso it answers
وَأَدْعُو بِحَظِّي مُسْمِعاً فَيُجِيبُ
May I claim my due from time, and have it yield willingly,
and call aloud for my share, and have it answer?
وَيَاand O لَيْتَwould that شِعْرِيmy knowledge هَلْis there لِحَوْمِيَfor my circling مَوْرِدٌa watering place
وَيَا لَيْتَ شِعْرِي هَلْ لِحَوْمِيَ مَوْرِدٌ
لَدَيْكَwith you وَهَلْand is there لِيfor me فِيin رِضَاكَyour favor نَصِيبُa share
لَدَيْكَ وَهَلْ لِي فِي رِضَاكَ نَصِيبُ
Ah, would I knew: is there a watering place for my circling
with you, and have I a share in your favor?
وَلَكِنَّكَbut you الْمَوْلَىthe master الْجَوَادُthe generous وَجَارُهُand his protected neighbor
وَلَكِنَّكَ الْمَوْلَى الْجَوَادُ وَجَارُهُ
عَلَىin أَيَّwhatever حَالٍcondition كَانَhe may be لَيْسَis not يَخِيبُdisappointed
عَلَى أَيَّ حَالٍ كَانَ لَيْسَ يَخِيبُ
But you are the generous master, and whoever takes his protection,
whatever his condition, is never disappointed.
وَكَيْفَand how يَضِيقُcould grow narrow الذَّرْعُpatience يَوْماًever بِقَاصِدٍtoward a petitioner
وَكَيْفَ يَضِيقُ الذَّرْعُ يَوْماً بِقَاصِدٍ
وَذَاكَand that الْجَنَابُthe precinct الْمُسْتَجَارُsought as refuge رَحِيبُspacious
وَذَاكَ الْجَنَابُ الْمُسْتَجَارُ رَحِيبُ
How could patience ever fail toward a petitioner,
when that refuge's precinct is so spacious?
وَمَاand nothing هَاجَنِيstirred me إِلاَّexcept تَأَلُّقُthe flashing of بَارِقٍlightning
وَمَا هَاجَنِي إِلاَّ تَأَلُّقُ بَارِقٍ
يَلُوحُgleams بِفَوْدِat the temple of اللَّيْلِnight مِنْهُfrom it مَشِيبُgray hair
يَلُوحُ بِفَوْدِ اللَّيْلِ مِنْهُ مَشِيبُ
Nothing stirred me but a lightning flash,
whose gray hair gleams at the temple of night.
ذَكَرْتُI remembered بِهِthrough it رَكْبَthe caravan of الْحِجَازِthe Hijaz وَجِيرَةًand neighbors
ذَكَرْتُ بِهِ رَكْبَ الْحِجَازِ وَجِيرَةً
أَهَابَcalled out بِهَاto them نَحْوَtoward الْحَبِيبِthe beloved مُهِيبُa caller
أَهَابَ بِهَا نَحْوَ الْحَبِيبِ مُهِيبُ
It brought to mind the Hijaz caravan and neighbors
whom a caller urged toward the beloved.
فَبتُّso I spent the night وَجَفْنِيand my eyelid مِنْwith لآلِئpearls of دَمْعِهِits tears
فَبتُّ وَجَفْنِي مِنْ لآلِئ دَمْعِهِ
غَنِيٌّrich وَصَبْرِيand my patience لِلشُّجُونِto sorrows سَلِيبُstolen away
غَنِيٌّ وَصَبْرِي لِلشُّجُونِ سَلِيبُ
So I passed the night, my eyelid with its tear-pearls
richly laden, my patience stolen away by sorrows.
تُرَنِّحُنِيmakes me sway الذِّكْرَىmemory وَيَهْفُوand tosses بِيَme الْجَوَىyearning
تُرَنِّحُنِي الذِّكْرَى وَيَهْفُو بِيَ الْجَوَى
كَمَاas مَالَleaned غُصْنٌa bough فِيin الرِّيَاضِthe gardens رَطِيبُtender
كَمَا مَالَ غُصْنٌ فِي الرِّيَاضِ رَطِيبُ
Memory sways me, and yearning tosses me,
as a tender bough leans in the gardens.
وَأَحْضِرُand I summon تَعْلِيلاًconsolation لِشَوْقِيَfor my longing بِالْمُنَىthrough wishes
وَأَحْضِرُ تَعْلِيلاً لِشَوْقِيَ بِالْمُنَى
وَيَطْرُقُand visits وَجْدٌpassion غَالِبٌoverpowering فَأَغِيبُso I lose myself
وَيَطْرُقُ وَجْدٌ غَالِبٌ فَأَغِيبُ
I summon consolation for my longing through wishes,
then overpowering passion visits, and I lose myself.
مَرَامِيmy aim لَوِif اعْطِيتُI were granted الأَمَانِيَّthe wishes زَوْرَةٌa visit
مَرَامِي لَوِ اعْطِيتُ الأَمَانِيَّ زَوْرَةٌ
يُبَثُّis confided غَرَامٌlove عِنْدَهَاduring it وَوَجِيبُand heart-throbbing
يُبَثُّ غَرَامٌ عِنْدَهَا وَوَجِيبُ
My aim, were I granted my wishes, is a visit
at which love and the heart's throbbing may be confided.
فَقَوْلso the saying of حَبِيبٍHabib إِذْwhen يَقْولhe says تشُّوقاًin longing
فَقَوْل حَبِيبٍ إِذْ يَقْول تشُّوقاً
عَسَىmay وَطَنٌa homeland يَدْنُوdraw near إِلَيَّto me حَبِيبُbeloved
عَسَى وَطَنٌ يَدْنُو إِلَيَّ حَبِيبُ
So, the words of Habib, when he says in longing:
“May a beloved homeland draw near to me.”
تَعَجَّبْتُI marveled مِنْat سَيْفِيmy sword وَقَدْthough already جَاوَرَdwelt beside الْغَضَاghada wood
تَعَجَّبْتُ مِنْ سَيْفِي وَقَدْ جَاوَرَ الْغَضَا
بِقَلْبِيin my heart فَلَمْyet did not يَسْبكْهُmelt it مِنْهُfrom it مُذِيبُa melting heat
بِقَلْبِي فَلَمْ يَسْبكْهُ مِنْهُ مُذِيبُ
I marveled at my sword, though it lay beside ghada-fire
in my heart, yet no heat from it had melted it.
وَأَعْجَبُand I marvel أَنْthat لاَnot يُورِقَsprouts leaves الرُّمْحُthe lance فِيin يَدِيmy hand
وَأَعْجَبُ أَنْ لاَ يُورِقَ الرُّمْحُ فِي يَدِي
وَمِنْand from فَوْقِهِabove it غَيْثُthe rain of الشُّؤونِthe tear-ducts سَكِيبُpouring down
وَمِنْ فَوْقِهِ غَيْثُ الشُّؤونِ سَكِيبُ
I marvel that the lance in my hand does not sprout leaves,
while the rain of my tear-ducts pours down upon it.
فَيَاso O سَرْحَtrees of ذَاكَthat الْحَيّencampment لَوْif أَخْلَفَfailed الْحَيَاthe rain
فَيَا سَرْحَ ذَاكَ الْحَيّ لَوْ أَخْلَفَ الْحَيَا
لأَغْنَاكَwould surely suffice you مِنْfrom صَوْبِthe falling of الدُّمُوعِtears صَبِيبُa torrent
لأَغْنَاكَ مِنْ صَوْبِ الدُّمُوعِ صَبِيبُ
O trees of that encampment, if the rain should fail,
a torrent of falling tears would suffice you.
وَيَاand O هَاجِرَone leaving الْجَوِّthe open country الْجَديبِthe barren تَلَبُّثاًlinger
وَيَا هَاجِرَ الْجَوِّ الْجَديبِ تَلَبُّثاً
فَعَهْدِيَfor my rain رَطْبُmoist الْجَانِبَيْنboth sides خَصِيبُfertile
فَعَهْدِيَ رَطْبُ الْجَانِبَيْن خَصِيبُ
O you leaving the barren country, linger,
for my rain keeps both sides moist and fertile.
وَيَاand O قَادحَstriker of الزَّنْدِthe fire-stick الشَّحَاحِthe stingy تَرَفُّقاًgo gently
وَيَا قَادحَ الزَّنْدِ الشَّحَاحِ تَرَفُّقاً
عَلَيْكَwith yourself فَشَوْقِيfor my longing الْخَارِجِيُّthe Kharijite شَبِيبُShabib
عَلَيْكَ فَشَوْقِي الْخَارِجِيُّ شَبِيبُ
O striker of the stingy fire-stick, go gently
with yourself: my Kharijite longing is Shabib.
أَيَاO خَاتِمَSeal of الرُّسْلِthe Messengers الْمَكِينِfirmly established مَكَانُهُhis station
أَيَا خَاتِمَ الرُّسْلِ الْمَكِينِ مَكَانُهُ
حَدِيثُthe tale of غَرِيبِan exile from الدَّارِhome فِيكَconcerning you غَرِيبُstrange
حَدِيثُ غَرِيبِ الدَّارِ فِيكَ غَرِيبُ
O Seal of the Messengers, whose rank is firmly established,
this exile's tale concerning you is strange.
فُؤَادٌa heart عَلَىon جَمْرِthe coals of الْبعَادِseparation مُقَلَّبٌturned over
فُؤَادٌ عَلَى جَمْرِ الْبعَادِ مُقَلَّبٌ
يُمَاحُis ladled out عَلَيْهِover it لِلدُّمُوعِof tears قَلِيبُa well
يُمَاحُ عَلَيْهِ لِلدُّمُوعِ قَلِيبُ
A heart turned over on the coals of separation,
over which a well of tears is emptied:
فَوَاللهِso by God مَاnot يَزْدَادُit increases إلاَّexcept تَلَهُّباًin blazing
فَوَاللهِ مَا يَزْدَادُ إلاَّ تَلَهُّباً
أَأَبْصَرْتَhave you seen? مَاءًwater ثَارَarose عَنْهُfrom it لَهيِبُa flame
أَأَبْصَرْتَ مَاءً ثَارَ عَنْهُ لَهيِبُ
by God, it only blazes all the more!
Have you seen water from which a flame arose?
فَلَيْلَتُهُso its night لَيْلُthe night of السَّلِيمِone venom-stricken وَيَوْمُهَاand its day
فَلَيْلَتُهُ لَيْلُ السَّلِيمِ وَيَوْمُهَا
إِذَاwhen شُدَّis tightened لِلشَّوْقِfor longing الْعِصَابُthe headband عَصِيبُgrievous
إِذَا شُدَّ لِلشَّوْقِ الْعِصَابُ عَصِيبُ
Its night is that of one venom-stricken, and its day,
when longing's headband is bound tight, is grievous.
هَوَايَmy love هُدىًguidance فِيكَfor you أَهْتَدَيْتُI found my way بِنُورِهِby its light
هَوَايَ هُدىً فِيكَ أَهْتَدَيْتُ بِنُورِهِ
وَمُنْتَسَبِيand my affiliation لِلصَّحْبِto the Companions مِنْكَfrom you نَسِيبُkinship
وَمُنْتَسَبِي لِلصَّحْبِ مِنْكَ نَسِيبُ
My love for you is guidance; I followed its light,
and my affiliation with the Companions is kinship with you.
وَحَسْبِيand enough for me عُلىًas honor أَنِّيthat I لِصَحْبكَto your Companions مُنْتَمٍbelonging
وَحَسْبِي عُلىً أَنِّي لِصَحْبكَ مُنْتَمٍ
وَلِلْخَزْرجِيِّينَand to the Khazrajites الْكِرَامِthe noble نَسِيبُa kinsman
وَلِلْخَزْرجِيِّينَ الْكِرَامِ نَسِيبُ
It is honor enough that I belong to your Companions
and am kin to the noble Khazrajites.
عَدَتْkept away عَنْfrom مَغَانِيكَyour abodes الْمَوثُوقَةِthe secure لِلْعِدَىthe enemies'
عَدَتْ عَنْ مَغَانِيكَ الْمَوثُوقَةِ لِلْعِدَى
عَقَارِبُscorpions لاَnot يَخْفَىis hidden لَهُنَّtheir دَبِيبُcreeping
عَقَارِبُ لاَ يَخْفَى لَهُنَّ دَبِيبُ
From your secure abodes I have been kept by the enemy's
scorpions, whose creeping cannot be hidden,
حِرَاصٌeager عَلَىto إِطْفَاءِextinguish نُورٍa light قَدَحْتَهُyou kindled it
حِرَاصٌ عَلَى إِطْفَاءِ نُورٍ قَدَحْتَهُ
فَمُسْتَلَبٌso one despoiled مِنْin دُوِنِهits defense وَسلِيبُand one stripped
فَمُسْتَلَبٌ مِنْ دُوِنِه وَسلِيبُ
eager to extinguish a light you kindled.
In its defense, some are despoiled and others stripped bare.
فَكَمْso how many مِنْof شَهيدٍa martyr فِيfor رِضَاكَyour favor مُجَدَّلٍfelled
فَكَمْ مِنْ شَهيدٍ فِي رِضَاكَ مُجَدَّلٍ
يُظَلِّلُهُshades him نَسْرٌa vulture وَيَنْدُبُand mourns ذِيبُa wolf
يُظَلِّلُهُ نَسْرٌ وَيَنْدُبُ ذِيبُ
How many a martyr seeking your favor lies felled,
shaded by a vulture and mourned by a wolf!
تَمُرُّpass الرِّيَاحُthe winds الْغُفْلُunscented فَوْقَover كُلُومِهِمْtheir wounds
تَمُرُّ الرِّيَاحُ الْغُفْلُ فَوْقَ كُلُومِهِمْ
فَتَعْبَقُso become fragrant مِنْfrom أَنْفَاسِهَاtheir breaths وَتَطِيبُand grow sweet
فَتَعْبَقُ مِنْ أَنْفَاسِهَا وَتَطِيبُ
Unscented winds pass over their wounds,
and grow fragrant and sweet from the wounds' breath.
بِنَصْرِكَin aiding you عَنْكَfrom you الشُّغْلُpreoccupation مِنْwith غَيْرِno مِنَّةٍclaim of favor
بِنَصْرِكَ عَنْكَ الشُّغْلُ مِنْ غَيْرِ مِنَّةٍ
وَهَلْand can يَتَسَاوَىbe equal مَشْهَدٌpresence وَمَغِيبُand absence
وَهَلْ يَتَسَاوَى مَشْهَدٌ وَمَغِيبُ
Striving for your victory keeps us from you—no favor claimed;
can presence and absence be equal?
فَإِنْso if صَحَّis assured مِنْكَfrom you الْحَظُّthe share طَاوَعَتِyield الْمُنَىwishes
فَإِنْ صَحَّ مِنْكَ الْحَظُّ طَاوَعَتِ الْمُنَى
وَيَبْعُدُand extends far مَرْمَىthe range of السَّهْمthe arrow وَهْوَwhile it مُصِيبُhits the mark
وَيَبْعُدُ مَرْمَى السَّهْم وَهْوَ مُصِيبُ
If a share of your favor is assured, wishes yield,
and an arrow's range stretches far, yet it strikes true.
وَلَوْلاَكَand without you لَمْwould not يُعْجَمْbe tested مِنَof الرُّومِthe Romans عُودُهَاtheir wood
وَلَوْلاَكَ لَمْ يُعْجَمْ مِنَ الرُّومِ عُودُهَا
فَعُودُfor the wood of الصَّلِيبِthe cross الأَعْجَمِيّthe foreign صَلِيبُhard
فَعُودُ الصَّلِيبِ الأَعْجَمِيّ صَلِيبُ
Without you, the Romans' wood would never have been tested,
for the foreign cross's wood is hard.
وَقَدْand already كَادَتِhad almost الأَحْوَالُcircumstances لَوْلاَwere it not for مرَاغِبٌdesired blessings
وَقَدْ كَادَتِ الأَحْوَالُ لَوْلاَ مرَاغِبٌ
ضَمِنْتَyou guaranteed وَوَعْدٌand a promise بِالظُّهُورِof triumph تَرِيبُbreed doubt
ضَمِنْتَ وَوَعْدٌ بِالظُّهُورِ تَرِيبُ
Circumstances had almost—save for blessings
you guaranteed, and a promise of triumph—sown doubt.
فَمَاso whatever شِئْتَyou wish مِنْof نَصْرٍvictory عَزيزِmighty وَأَنْعُمand blessings
فَمَا شِئْتَ مِنْ نَصْرٍ عَزيزِ وَأَنْعُم
أَثَابَrewarded بِهِنَّwith them الْمُوِمِنينَthe believers مُثيبُthe Rewarder
أَثَابَ بِهِنَّ الْمُوِمِنينَ مُثيبُ
Then all the mighty victory and blessings you could wish for:
the Rewarder has granted them to the believers.
مَنَابِرُpulpits of عِزٍّglory أَذّنَcalled to prayer الْفَتْحُvictory فَوْقَهَاabove them
مَنَابِرُ عِزٍّ أَذّنَ الْفَتْحُ فَوْقَهَا
وَأَفْصَحَand spoke eloquently لِلْعَضْبِfor the cutting sword الطَّرِيِرِthe keen-edged خَطيِبُan orator
وَأَفْصَحَ لِلْعَضْبِ الطَّرِيِرِ خَطيِبُ
Pulpits of glory, above which victory called to prayer,
and an orator spoke eloquently for the keen-edged sword.
نَقُودُwe lead إِلَىto هَيْجَائِهَاits battle كُلَّevery صَاهِلٍneighing steed
نَقُودُ إِلَى هَيْجَائِهَا كُلَّ صَاهِلٍ
كَمَاas رِيعَwas startled مَكْحُولَone kohl-dark اللِّحَاظِof eye دَبِيبُa creeping thing
كَمَا رِيعَ مَكْحُولَ اللِّحَاظِ دَبِيبُ
We lead into its battle every neighing steed,
like a dark-eyed creature startled by something creeping.
وَنَجْتَابُand we don مِنْfrom سَرْدِthe linked mail of الْيَقيِنِcertainty مَدَارِعاًcoats of armor
وَنَجْتَابُ مِنْ سَرْدِ الْيَقيِنِ مَدَارِعاً
يُكَيِّفُهَاfashions them مَنْHe who يَجْتَبيchooses وَيُنيبُand brings back
يُكَيِّفُهَا مَنْ يَجْتَبي وَيُنيبُ
We don coats of armor woven from certainty's linked mail,
fashioned by Him who chooses and brings back.
إِذَاwhen اضطَربَquivers الْخَطِّيُّthe Khatti spear فَوْقَabove غَديِرهَاtheir pool
إِذَا اضطَربَ الْخَطِّيُّ فَوْقَ غَديِرهَا
يَرُوقُكَdelights you مِنْهَاin them لُجَّةٌa deep pool وَقَضِيبُand a bough
يَرُوقُكَ مِنْهَا لُجَّةٌ وَقَضِيبُ
When the Khatti spear quivers above their pool,
a deep pool and a bough in them delight you.
فَعُذْراًso pardon وَإِغْضَاءًand forbearance وَلاَand do not تَنْسَforget صَارِخاًone crying out
فَعُذْراً وَإِغْضَاءً وَلاَ تَنْسَ صَارِخاً
بعِزِّكby your might يَرْجُوhoping أَنْthat يُجيبَwill answer مُجِيبُan answerer
بعِزِّك يَرْجُو أَنْ يُجيبَ مُجِيبُ
So grant pardon and forbearance, and do not forget one crying out,
invoking your might, hoping someone will answer.
وَجَاهَكَand your standing بَعْدَafter اللهِGod نَرْجُوwe hope for وَإِنَّهُand indeed it
وَجَاهَكَ بَعْدَ اللهِ نَرْجُو وَإِنَّهُ
لَحَظٌّsurely a share مَلِيءٌrich بالوفاءin fulfillment رغيبample
لَحَظٌّ مَلِيءٌ بالوفاء رغيب
And after God, we place our hope in your standing; indeed, it is
a generous share, rich in fulfillment.
عليكupon you صلاةthe blessing of اللهGod ماas long as طيبperfumed الفضاthe air
عليك صلاة الله ما طيب الفضا
عليكupon you مطيلone prolonging بِالثَّنَاءِwith praise مُطِيبُone perfuming
عليك مطيل بِالثَّنَاءِ مُطِيبُ
God's blessing be upon you as long as the air is sweetened
by one who lavishes lengthy, fragrant praise upon you,
وَمَاand as long as اهْتَزَّsways قَدٌّa form لِلْغُصُونِfor the branches مُرَنِّحٌmaking reel
وَمَا اهْتَزَّ قَدٌّ لِلْغُصُونِ مُرَنِّحٌ
وَمَاand as long as افْتَرَّsmiles ثَغْرٌa mouth لِلْبُرُوقِat the lightning شَنِيبُcool and bright-toothed
وَمَا افْتَرَّ ثَغْرٌ لِلْبُرُوقِ شَنِيبُ
and as long as a swaying form makes the branches reel,
and as long as a cool, bright-toothed mouth smiles upon the lightning.
Sol 6.1