أخْجَلْتَنيyou have abashed me ياO مُخْجِلَyou who shame الشّمْسِthe sun
أخْجَلْتَني يا مُخْجِلَ الشّمْسِ
بمَكارِمٍwith generous deeds أعْيَتْproved too much علَىfor نَفْسيmy soul
بمَكارِمٍ أعْيَتْ علَى نَفْسي
You have abashed me, O you who put the sun to shame,
With generous deeds that proved too much for my soul.
حمّلْتَنيyou burdened me ماwhat لاnot أُطيقُI can bear بهِwith it
حمّلْتَني ما لا أُطيقُ بهِ
فدَهِشْتُso I was stunned منْكَby you وغِبْتُand I was absent عنْfrom حِسّيmy senses
فدَهِشْتُ منْكَ وغِبْتُ عنْ حِسّي
You burdened me with what I cannot bear,
So I was stunned by you and lost my senses.
ياO نُورَlight ناظِريَّmy two eyes وسِرَّand secret هَوىlove
يا نُورَ ناظِريَّ وسِرَّ هَوى
قلْبيmy heart وياand O عِزّيmy glory وياand O أُنْسيmy solace
قلْبي ويا عِزّي ويا أُنْسي
O light of my eyes and secret of the love
Of my heart, and O my glory, and O my solace!
أناI غَرْسُa sapling مُلْكِكَyour realm جُدْتَنيyou watered me بنَدَىwith dew
أنا غَرْسُ مُلْكِكَ جُدْتَني بنَدَى
كفّيْكَyour two palms فاجْنِso reap الحَمْدَpraise منْfrom غَرْسيmy planting
كفّيْكَ فاجْنِ الحَمْدَ منْ غَرْسي
I am a sapling of your realm; you watered me with the dew
Of your two palms—so reap praise from my planting.
شُكْراًthanks بجودِfor the bounty يَدٍa hand احْتَرَقَتْwere scorched
شُكْراً بجودِ يَدٍ احْتَرَقَتْ
سُحْبُclouds الحَياrain ببَنانِهby his fingers الخمْسِthe five
سُحْبُ الحَيا ببَنانِه الخمْسِ
In thanks for the bounty of a hand—scorched were
The rain clouds by his five fingers.
وعمَرْتَand may you long occupy كُرسيَّthe seat الخِلافَةِthe caliphate معْصوprotected (continues next line)
وعمَرْتَ كُرسيَّ الخِلافَةِ معْصو
ماً(completes ‘protected’) بحقِّby the sanctity of العرْشِthe Throne والكُرْسيand the Footstool
ماً بحقِّ العرْشِ والكُرْسي
And may you long occupy the caliphate’s seat, protected,
By the sanctity of the Throne and the Footstool.
Sol 6.1