عَرَصَاتُcourtyards دَارِكَyour house لِلضِّيَافِfor guests مَبَارِكُresting places
عَرَصَاتُ دَارِكَ لِلضِّيَافِ مَبَارِكُ
وَبِضَوْءِand by the light نَارِfire قِراكَyour hospitality يُهْدَىis guided السَّالِكُthe traveler
وَبِضَوْءِ نَارِ قِراكَ يُهْدَى السَّالِكُ
The courtyards of your house are resting places for guests.
And the traveler is guided by the light of your hospitality’s fire.
وَنوَالُكَand your bounty الْمَبْذُولُfreely offered قَدْindeed شَمَلَhas embraced الْوَرَىall people
وَنوَالُكَ الْمَبْذُولُ قَدْ شَمَلَ الْوَرَى
طُرّاًall together وَفَضْلُكَand your excellence لَيْسَthere is no فِيهِin it مُشَارِكُsharer
طُرّاً وَفَضْلُكَ لَيْسَ فِيهِ مُشَارِكُ
And your freely offered bounty has embraced all people,
every one; and none shares in your excellence.
قُلْsay لِلَّذِيto the one who قَالَsaid الْوُجُودexistence قَدِindeed انْطَوَىhas folded away
قُلْ لِلَّذِي قَالَ الْوُجُود قَدِ انْطَوَى
وَالْبَأَسُand valor لَيْسَthere is no لَهُfor it حُسَامٌkeen sword فَاتِكُdeadly
وَالْبَأَسُ لَيْسَ لَهُ حُسَامٌ فَاتِكُ
Tell the one who said, “Existence has folded away,
and valor has no deadly sword,
وَالْجُودُand generosity لَيْسَthere is no لَهُfor it غَمَامٌcloud هَاطِلٌpouring rain
وَالْجُودُ لَيْسَ لَهُ غَمَامٌ هَاطِلٌ
وَالْمَجْدُand glory لَيْسَthere is no لَهُfor it سَنَامٌcrest بَاتِكُsharp-cutting
وَالْمَجْدُ لَيْسَ لَهُ سَنَامٌ بَاتِكُ
and generosity has no rain-pouring cloud,
and glory has no sharp crest”:
جَمَعَhe united السَّجَاحَةَgentleness وَالرَّجَاجَةَand frailty وَالنَّدَىand generosity
جَمَعَ السَّجَاحَةَ وَالرَّجَاجَةَ وَالنَّدَى
وَالْبَأَسَand valor وَالرَّأَيَand judgment الأَصِيلَsound مُبَارَكُblessed
وَالْبَأَسَ وَالرَّأَيَ الأَصِيلَ مُبَارَكُ
He has united gentleness, frailty, and generosity,
valor and sound judgment—a blessing
لِلدِّينِfor religion وَالدُّنْيَاand worldly life وَلِلشِّيَمand for virtues الْعُلَىlofty
لِلدِّينِ وَالدُّنْيَا وَلِلشِّيَم الْعُلَى
وَالْجُودِand generosity إِنْif شَحَّis miserly الْغَمَامُthe cloud السَّافِكrain-spilling
وَالْجُودِ إِنْ شَحَّ الْغَمَامُ السَّافِك
to religion, this world, and lofty virtues,
and to generosity when the rain-spilling cloud is miserly.
عِنْدَat الْهِيَاجbattle’s tumult رَبِيعةُRabi‘a بْنُson of مُكَدَّمٍMukaddam
عِنْدَ الْهِيَاج رَبِيعةُ بْنُ مُكَدَّمٍ
فِيin الْفَضْلِvirtue وَالتَّقْوَىand piety الْفُضَيْلُal-Fudayl وَمَالِكand Malik
فِي الْفَضْلِ وَالتَّقْوَى الْفُضَيْلُ وَمَالِك
In the tumult of battle, he is Rabi‘a ibn Mukaddam;
in virtue and piety, al-Fudayl and Malik.
وَرِثَhe inherited الْجَلاَلَةَmajesty عَنْfrom أَبِيهِhis father وَجَدِّهِand his grandfather
وَرِثَ الْجَلاَلَةَ عَنْ أَبِيهِ وَجَدِّهِ
فَكَأَنَّهُمْso it is as though they مَاnot غَابَvanished مِنْهُمْfrom among them هَالِكُone who died
فَكَأَنَّهُمْ مَا غَابَ مِنْهُمْ هَالِكُ
He inherited majesty from his father and grandfather,
so it is as though none of their dead had vanished.
فَجِيَادُهُso his steeds لِلآمِلِينَfor those who hope مَرَاكِبُmounts
فَجِيَادُهُ لِلآمِلِينَ مَرَاكِبُ
وَخِيَامُهُand his tents لِلْقَاصِدينَfor those seeking him أَرَائِكُcouches
وَخِيَامُهُ لِلْقَاصِدينَ أَرَائِكُ
Thus his steeds are mounts for the hopeful,
and his tents are couches for those who seek him.
فَإِذَاso when الْمَعَالِيlofty honors أَصْبَحَتْhave become مَمْلُوكَةًowned
فَإِذَا الْمَعَالِي أَصْبَحَتْ مَمْلُوكَةً
أَعْنَاقُهَاtheir necks بِالْحَقِّby right فَهْوَthen he is الْمَالِكُthe master
أَعْنَاقُهَا بِالْحَقِّ فَهْوَ الْمَالِكُ
So when lofty honors are brought into bondage,
their necks are his by right: he is the master.
يَاO فَارسَknight الْعَرَبِthe Arabs الَّذِيwho مِنْfrom بَيْتِهِhis house
يَا فَارسَ الْعَرَبِ الَّذِي مِنْ بَيْتِهِ
حَرَمٌa sanctuary لَهَاfor them حَجٌّpilgrimage بِهِtherein وَمَنَاسِكُand sacred rites
حَرَمٌ لَهَا حَجٌّ بِهِ وَمَنَاسِكُ
O knight of the Arabs, whose house serves as
their sanctuary, where they make pilgrimage and perform sacred rites.
يَاO مَنْone who يُبَشِّرُproclaims good tidings بِاسْمِهِwith his name قُصَّادُهُhis visitors
يَا مَنْ يُبَشِّرُ بِاسْمِهِ قُصَّادُهُ
فَلَهُمْso for them إِلَيْهِto him مَسَارِبٌpathways وَمَسَالِكُand roads
فَلَهُمْ إِلَيْهِ مَسَارِبٌ وَمَسَالِكُ
O you whose visitors proclaim good tidings with your name,
so they have pathways and roads leading to you.
أَنْتَyou الَّذِيthe one who اسْتَأَثَرْتُI reserved for myself فِيكَin you بِغِبْطَتِيwith my delight
أَنْتَ الَّذِي اسْتَأَثَرْتُ فِيكَ بِغِبْطَتِي
وَسِوَاكَand anyone besides you فِيهِin him مَآخِذُfaults وَمَتَارِكُand things to leave aside
وَسِوَاكَ فِيهِ مَآخِذُ وَمَتَارِكُ
You are the one in whom I have reserved all my delight;
while others have faults and grounds for rejection.
لاَزِلْتَmay you ever remain نُوراًa light يُهْتَدىone is guided بِضِيائِهِby its radiance
لاَزِلْتَ نُوراً يُهْتَدى بِضِيائِهِ
مَنْwhoever جَنّهُhas shrouded him لِلرَّوْعِof terror لَيْلٌa night حَالِكُpitch-black
مَنْ جَنّهُ لِلرَّوْعِ لَيْلٌ حَالِكُ
May you ever remain a light whose radiance guides
anyone whom terror’s pitch-black night has shrouded.
وَيَخُصُّand singles out مَجْدَكَyour glory مِنْfrom سَلاَمِيmy greetings عَاطِرٌa fragrant one
وَيَخُصُّ مَجْدَكَ مِنْ سَلاَمِي عَاطِرٌ
كَالْمِسْكَlike musk صَاكَground بِهِwith it الْغَوَالِيprecious perfumes صَائِكُa perfume-grinder
كَالْمِسْكَ صَاكَ بِهِ الْغَوَالِي صَائِكُ
And a fragrant greeting of mine is reserved for your glory,
like musk that a perfumer has ground into precious scents.
Sol 6.1