سَعيٌan endeavor شَفىhealed بالمُنىthrough wishes قبلbefore انتهاthe end of أَمَدِهْits term
سَعيٌ شَفى بالمُنى قبل انتها أَمَدِهْ
ويوْمُand a day سَعدٍof good fortune أَراناshowed us الفتحَconquest قَبلَbefore غدِهْits morrow
ويوْمُ سَعدٍ أَرانا الفتحَ قَبلَ غدِهْ
An endeavor that healed with wishes fulfilled before its term was done,
An endeavor whose success brought joy before its end,
And a fortunate day that showed us conquest before its morrow,
And a day of prosperity made us see victory before tomorrow.
بمقدِمٍwith a bold attacker والقناand the lances مِلءُfilling الفضاءِthe expanse بِهِthrough him
بمقدِمٍ والقنا مِلءُ الفضاءِ بِهِ
وقادِمٍand one arriving وعتادُand the armaments الشِّرْكِof unbelief ملءُfilling يدِهْhis hand
وقادِمٍ وعتادُ الشِّرْكِ ملءُ يدِهْ
With a bold attacker, lances filling the sky through him,
With an army whose lances filled the horizon,
And one arriving, unbelief's armaments filling his hand,
And a leader whose pagan allies filled his hands.
داعٍa caller إِلَىto دعوةِthe summons of الإِسلامِIslam ينصُرُهاchampioning it
داعٍ إِلَى دعوةِ الإِسلامِ ينصُرُها
فأَيُّso what مُعتمدٍtrusted champion منwithin شَأْوِthe reach of مُعتمدِهْhis trusted patron
فأَيُّ مُعتمدٍ من شَأْوِ مُعتمدِهْ
Calling to Islam's summons and championing it:
Calling to the call of Islam to support it,
What trusted champion can match the reach of his trusted patron?
So who can rely on the likes of one who relies on him?
وكمْand how many a فؤادٍheart وكمand how many a جسمٍbody وكمand how many an بَصَرٍeye
وكمْ فؤادٍ وكم جسمٍ وكم بَصَرٍ
لَبَّاهُanswered his call منfrom قُرْبهِits nearness سَعياًhastening ومِنْand from بُعُدِهْits remoteness
لَبَّاهُ من قُرْبهِ سَعياً ومِنْ بُعُدِهْ
How many a heart, how many a body, how many an eye
How many hearts, bodies, and sights
Answered his call, hastening from near and far!
Were dazzled by him from afar and from near.
جمعاًas an assembled host غداbecame الحاجِبthe chamberlain المَيمونُthe auspicious قائدَهُits commander
جمعاً غدا الحاجِب المَيمونُ قائدَهُ
والنَّصرُand victory والصَّبرُand patience والإِيمانُand faith منamong مَدَدِهْits reinforcements
والنَّصرُ والصَّبرُ والإِيمانُ من مَدَدِهْ
An assembled host whose commander became the auspicious chamberlain,
Tomorrow the auspicious protector will gather his troops,
With victory, patience, and faith among its reinforcements.
With victory, patience, and faith from his aid.
لمثلِهاfor deeds like these كنتَyou were يَاO منصورُMansur والِدَهُhis father
لمثلِها كنتَ يَا منصورُ والِدَهُ
ومِثلَهاand their like سَيُريكَwill show you اللهُGod فِيin وَلَدِهْhis son
ومِثلَها سَيُريكَ اللهُ فِي وَلَدِهْ
For deeds like these, Mansur, you were his father;
You were like that, O Mansur, and your father,
And God will show you their like in his son.
And God will show you the like in your son.
أَنجبتهُyou begot him nobly وسْطَamid رَوْضِthe garden of المُلكِkingship تَظْأَرُهُfostering him
أَنجبتهُ وسْطَ رَوْضِ المُلكِ تَظْأَرُهُ
بواسِقٌlofty trees للعُلاfor glory تَهْتَزُّswaying فِيin ثأَدِهْits moist soil
بواسِقٌ للعُلا تَهْتَزُّ فِي ثأَدِهْ
You begot him nobly amid kingship's garden, where he was fostered
You sired him amidst the meadow of kingship,
By lofty trees of glory swaying in its moist soil.
A towering tree reaching to the heights.
أَثمارُهاits fruits منto جنىthe picking of الجانينthe gatherers دانِيةٌclose at hand
أَثمارُها من جنى الجانين دانِيةٌ
ووَرْدُand the roses زَهْرَتِهاof its blossom قَدْindeed راقَdelighted فِيin نضدِهْits arrangement
ووَرْدُ زَهْرَتِها قَدْ راقَ فِي نضدِهْ
Its fruits hang within easy reach of the gatherers' picking,
Its fruits are near, picked from the gardens,
And the roses of its blossom delight in their ordered clusters.
And the flowers of its buds have spilled onto its cloth.
فأَرْضَعَتْهُso they suckled him ثُدِيَّthe breasts of الحربِwar فِيbeneath كِلَلٍcanopies
فأَرْضَعَتْهُ ثُدِيَّ الحربِ فِي كِلَلٍ
منof القناlances فَوْقَabove مَهدٍa cradle منof شباthe sharp tips of قِصَدِهْtheir broken shafts
من القنا فَوْقَ مَهدٍ من شبا قِصَدِهْ
So they suckled him at war's breasts beneath canopies
So it nursed him the breast of war in hardship,
Of lances, above a cradle of the sharp tips of their broken shafts,
Above a cradle of youth seeking its purpose.
حَيْثُwhere تلاقَتْmet نواصيthe forelocks of الخَيلِthe horses واعتَنَقَتْand embraced
حَيْثُ تلاقَتْ نواصي الخَيلِ واعتَنَقَتْ
صدورُbreasts of غَيظٍwrath يذوبُmelts الصَّخْرُthe rock منfrom وَقَدِهْits heat
صدورُ غَيظٍ يذوبُ الصَّخْرُ من وَقَدِهْ
Where horses' forelocks met and embraced
Where the horses’ noses met and the chests of wrath embraced,
Breasts of wrath whose heat melts rock.
Melting rock with its flame.
سَرىhe traveled by night لأَمرِكَat your command لاno لَيلٌnight بواجِدِهfinding him
سَرى لأَمرِكَ لا لَيلٌ بواجِدِه
عَلَىupon الحَشاياsoft bedding ولاand no نَجمٌstar بِمفتقِدِهْmissing him
عَلَى الحَشايا ولا نَجمٌ بِمفتقِدِهْ
He traveled by night at your command: no night found him
Traveling for your order, not for night in its devotion,
Upon soft bedding, and no star missed him,
Nor for a star in its absence.
مُجهِّزاًequipping فِيin سبيلِthe path of اللهِGod جَيشَan army of هُدىًguidance
مُجهِّزاً فِي سبيلِ اللهِ جَيشَ هُدىً
السَّمعُobedience والطَّوْعُand willing submission للمنصورِto al-Mansur منamong عُدَدِهْits equipment
السَّمعُ والطَّوْعُ للمنصورِ من عُدَدِهْ
Equipping in God's path an army of guidance,
Mobilizing in God’s cause an army of guidance,
With obedience and willing submission to al-Mansur among its equipment,
Obedience and compliance to the Victorious from its numbers.
لمنْfor him who بنىbuilt قُبَّةَthe dome of العَلياgreatness نَدىًthrough bounty ووَغىًand battle
لمنْ بنى قُبَّةَ العَليا نَدىً ووَغىً
فأَصبحَso became المُلكُkingship مرْفوعاًraised عَلَىupon عُمُدِهْhis pillars
فأَصبحَ المُلكُ مرْفوعاً عَلَى عُمُدِهْ
For him who built the dome of greatness through bounty and battle,
For he who built the dome of utmost splendor,
So kingship stood raised upon his pillars,
Making the kingdom elevated upon its pillars.
مُوَرَّثِheir to المُلكِkingship منfrom عُلياthe exalted تَبابِعِهِhis Tubbaʿ kings
مُوَرَّثِ المُلكِ من عُليا تَبابِعِهِ
والسَّيفِand the sword منfrom عَمْرِهِhis Amr والسَّيبand bounty منfrom أُدَدِهْhis Udad
والسَّيفِ من عَمْرِهِ والسَّيب من أُدَدِهْ
Heir to kingship from his exalted Tubbaʿ kings,
Inheritor of the kingdom from its loyal subjects,
And the sword from his Amr, and bounty from his Udad,
And the sword from his life, and captives from his violence,
والنَّصْرِand victory منfrom سَعيِthe striving of أَعمامٍuncles لَهُof his فُطرُواcreated
والنَّصْرِ من سَعيِ أَعمامٍ لَهُ فُطرُوا
لِنَصرِto champion ذيthe Lord of العَرْشِthe Throne فِيat بَدْرٍBadr وَفِيand at أُحُدِهْhis Uhud
لِنَصرِ ذي العَرْشِ فِي بَدْرٍ وَفِي أُحُدِهْ
And victory from the striving of his uncles, created
And victory from the efforts of uncles who were created
To champion the Lord of the Throne at Badr and at Uhud,
To help the Owner of the Throne at Badr and Uhud.
مُشَدِّداًtightening عُقَدَthe bonds of الإِسلامِIslam إِنْif نُكِثَتْthey are broken
مُشَدِّداً عُقَدَ الإِسلامِ إِنْ نُكِثَتْ
ولاand not تَحُلُّloosen خطوبُthe calamities of الدَّهرِtime منany of عُقَدِهْhis bonds
ولا تَحُلُّ خطوبُ الدَّهرِ من عُقَدِهْ
Tightening Islam's bonds whenever they are broken,
Strengthening the bonds of Islam if they are broken,
While time's calamities cannot loosen any of his bonds,
For the calamities of fate cannot loosen its knots.
وقائِدُand leading الخيلِthe horses مُزْجاةًdriven onward مُجَهَّزَةًequipped
وقائِدُ الخيلِ مُزْجاةً مُجَهَّزَةً
للحربِfor war منthrough صبرِهِhis patience فِيهَاin it ومنand through جَلَدِهْhis endurance
للحربِ من صبرِهِ فِيهَا ومن جَلَدِهْ
And leading the horses, driven onward and equipped
The horsemen’s leader, preparing regiments
For war through his patience in it and his endurance,
With his patience in war and his valor.
هادٍguiding هوادِيَهاtheir foremost ranks والليلُwhile the night معتكرٌgrows thick
هادٍ هوادِيَها والليلُ معتكرٌ
بهَدْيِby the guidance of منone أرْشِدَwas guided aright الإِسْلامُIslam فِيin رَشَدِهْhis rectitude
بهَدْيِ من أرْشِدَ الإِسْلامُ فِي رَشَدِهْ
Guiding their foremost ranks while the night grows thick,
Guiding its valleys while night gathers,
With the guidance of one whose rectitude guided Islam aright.
With the guidance Islam enlightened in its path.
كمhow great a difference بَيْنَbetween ليلِكَyour night يَاO منصورُMansur تُركِضُهاyou spur them on
كم بَيْنَ ليلِكَ يَا منصورُ تُركِضُها
وليلِand the night of مُرْتكِضٍone rushing about فِيin لَهْوِهِhis amusement وَدَدِهْand his play
وليلِ مُرْتكِضٍ فِي لَهْوِهِ وَدَدِهْ
How far apart are your night, Mansur, as you spur them on,
How different are your nights, O Mansur, charging through,
And the night of one rushing about in his amusements and play!
From the night of one restless in his lust and desire!
ماwhat is صُبحُthe dawn of مصطَبحٍa morning drinker فِيin روضةٍa garden أُنفٍuntouched
ما صُبحُ مصطَبحٍ فِي روضةٍ أُنفٍ
منcompared with صُبْحِthe dawn of منone يَنعمُprospers الإِسلامُIslam فِيamid كَبِدِهْhis hardship
من صُبْحِ من يَنعمُ الإِسلامُ فِي كَبِدِهْ
How can the dawn of a morning drinker in an untouched garden
Not like the dawn of one happy in a pleasant meadow
Compare with the dawn of one through whose hardship Islam prospers?
From the dawn of one made blissful by Islam in his core!
سارٍtraveling by night إِلَىtoward غِرَّةِthe unguarded moment of الأَعداءِthe enemies يَطلُبُهاseeking it
سارٍ إِلَى غِرَّةِ الأَعداءِ يَطلُبُها
إِذَاwhen تقلَّبَturns about ساهِيone heedless in العيشliving فِيin رَغَدِهْits ease
إِذَا تقلَّبَ ساهِي العيش فِي رَغَدِهْ
Traveling by night to catch his enemies unguarded, seeking that moment,
Traveling to the enemy’s negligence, seeking it out
While one living heedlessly turns about in life's ease,
When the seductions of life waver in its luxury.
مسهَّداًkept sleepless فِيin سبيلِthe path of اللهِGod يكلؤُهُwatches over him
مسهَّداً فِي سبيلِ اللهِ يكلؤُهُ
ربٌّa Lord أَنامَput to sleep عُيونَthe eyes of الدِّينِfaith فِيduring سُهُدِهْhis wakefulness
ربٌّ أَنامَ عُيونَ الدِّينِ فِي سُهُدِهْ
Kept sleepless in God's cause, guarded
Making comfortable in God’s cause, protecting him
By a Lord who put faith's eyes to sleep during his vigil,
A Lord who brought sleep to the eyes of religion in its folds.
مُوفٍperched high عَلَىupon كَتدَيْthe two withers of طاويone traversing الحُزونِrough terrain بِهِwith him
مُوفٍ عَلَى كَتدَيْ طاوي الحُزونِ بِهِ
والمُلكُand kingship والدِّينُand faith والدنياand the world علىupon كَتدِهْhis shoulder
والمُلكُ والدِّينُ والدنيا على كَتدِهْ
Perched upon the withers of a steed carrying him across rough ground,
Loyal to the pillars of endless afflictions with it,
While kingship, faith, and the world rest upon his shoulder.
With the kingdom, religion and world upon its pillar.
تُقصِّرُfalls short الرِّيحُthe wind عنof مَسْرىthe night march of كتائِبِهِhis battalions
تُقصِّرُ الرِّيحُ عن مَسْرى كتائِبِهِ
كماjust as تَقاصَرَتِfell short الأَملاكُthe kings عنof أَمَدِهْhis reach
كما تَقاصَرَتِ الأَملاكُ عن أَمَدِهْ
The wind falls short of his battalions' night march,
The winds fall short of the course of its battalions,
As kings have fallen short of his reach.
As the angels fell short of its term.
بُحورُthe seas of جَدْواهُhis bounty فِيacross الآفاقِthe horizons زاخِرةٌoverflowing
بُحورُ جَدْواهُ فِي الآفاقِ زاخِرةٌ
وَقَدْyet at times يُزاحِمُhe jostles هِيمَthe thirsty الطَّيرِbirds فِيat ثَمدِهْhis scant waterhole
وَقَدْ يُزاحِمُ هِيمَ الطَّيرِ فِي ثَمدِهْ
The seas of his bounty overflow across the horizons,
The seas of its abundance in the horizons are abundant,
Yet he may jostle thirsty birds at his scant waterhole,
Its puddles can compete with the water birds in their plenty.
شَرَّابُa frequent drinker of أَنقُعthe pools of أَجوازِthe heart of الفَلاةِthe wilderness إذَاwhen
شَرَّابُ أَنقُع أَجوازِ الفَلاةِ إذَا
مَاindeed كَانَis شُرْبُdrinking دمِthe blood of الأَعداءِthe enemies منamong صَدَدِهْhis aims
مَا كَانَ شُرْبُ دمِ الأَعداءِ من صَدَدِهْ
A frequent drinker of pools in the heart of the wilderness, when
A drinker making the water-skins of the deserts tasty when
Drinking enemies' blood is his intent,
Drinking the enemies’ blood was not of its customs.
حَتَّىuntil يَئُودَhe bends القناthe lances فِيin كُلِّevery معركةٍbattle
حَتَّى يَئُودَ القنا فِي كُلِّ معركةٍ
أَوْداًa bending يُقيمُthat straightens قَناةَthe spear of الدِّينِfaith منfrom أَوَدِهْits crookedness
أَوْداً يُقيمُ قَناةَ الدِّينِ من أَوَدِهْ
Until he bends the lances in every battle,
Until at each battle the lances shriek
A bending that straightens faith's spear from its crookedness,
A shriek that affirms the path of religion in its fervor.
ويُنهِبُand gives as plunder to الموتَdeath أَرواحَthe souls of الكُماةِthe warriors كَماjust as
ويُنهِبُ الموتَ أَرواحَ الكُماةِ كَما
يُبيحُhe makes freely available فِيin السَّلمpeace جَدْوَاهُhis bounty لمُنتقِدِهْto its claimant
يُبيحُ فِي السَّلم جَدْوَاهُ لمُنتقِدِهْ
And gives death the warriors' souls as plunder, just as
And it snatches the souls of the tyrant kings as
In peace he makes his bounty freely available to its claimant,
In peace, its abundance is permitted to the critic.
حَيْثُwhere يُعِلُّhe repeatedly drenches أَديمَthe skin of القِرْنِthe opponent منwith دَمِهِhis blood
حَيْثُ يُعِلُّ أَديمَ القِرْنِ من دَمِهِ
ويَحتَبيand wraps itself جَسدُthe body of الجبَّارِthe tyrant فِيin جَسَدِهْhis blood
ويَحتَبي جَسدُ الجبَّارِ فِي جَسَدِهْ
Where he gives the opponent's skin draught after draught of his blood,
Where it raises the leather of the spears with their blood,
And the tyrant's body wraps itself in its own blood,
And the bodies of oppressors dissolve into its bodies.
وتلحَظُand peers الشَّمسُthe sun منthrough أَثناءِthe folds of هَبْوَتِهِhis dust cloud
وتلحَظُ الشَّمسُ من أَثناءِ هَبْوَتِهِ
كماas يُغَضغِضُdroops جَفنُthe lid of العَينِthe eye منfrom رَمَدِهْits inflammation
كما يُغَضغِضُ جَفنُ العَينِ من رَمَدِهْ
And the sun peers through the folds of his dust cloud,
And the eye of sun squints through its cloud,
As an eye's lid droops with inflammation.
As an eyelid is weighed down by its rheum.
لاnot يُبعِدُhe keeps far الجُودَgenerosity منfrom يومِthe day of الجِلادِcombat ولاand not
لا يُبعِدُ الجُودَ من يومِ الجِلادِ ولا
يُغِبُّinterrupts يومَthe day of نداهُhis bounty يومُthe day of مُجتلَدِهْhis fighting
يُغِبُّ يومَ نداهُ يومُ مُجتلَدِهْ
He does not keep generosity far from the day of combat, nor
It does not refrain from generosity on a day of fight,
Does his day of fighting interrupt his day of bounty.
Nor is absent on a day of its call, a day of effort.
كَأَنَّهُas though he منover دَمِthe blood of الأَعداءِthe enemies فِيin حَرجٍmoral distress
كَأَنَّهُ من دَمِ الأَعداءِ فِي حَرجٍ
فإِنْso if يَمُتْdies ذوone bearing سلاحٍarms منat يدَيْهِhis hands يَدِهْhe pays his blood-price
فإِنْ يَمُتْ ذو سلاحٍ من يدَيْهِ يَدِهْ
As though enemy blood weighs upon his conscience,
As if it dies with weaponry from his hands extending,
If an armed man dies at his hands, he pays his blood-price.
And its loyalists of blood call it,
ومُعتَفوهُand his petitioners لَديهِin his view أولياءُclaimants to دمٍblood
ومُعتَفوهُ لَديهِ أولياءُ دمٍ
نَداهُhis bounty ذُوthe bearer of عَقلِهِhis blood-price فيهمamong them وذوand the bearer of قَوَدِهْhis retribution
نَداهُ ذُو عَقلِهِ فيهم وذو قَوَدِهْ
And his petitioners are, in his eyes, claimants to blood;
Those with intellect among them and those with rage.
His bounty bears his blood-price among them and his retribution.
Struggling, written in the guarded tablet,
مساعِياًdeeds كُتِبتْwere written فِيupon اللَّوْحِthe Tablet واكتُتِبَتand were inscribed
مساعِياً كُتِبتْ فِي اللَّوْحِ واكتُتِبَت
فيناamong us بسعيthrough the striving of ابنthe son of يحيىYahya واعتلاءِand the ascendancy of يدِهْhis hand
فينا بسعي ابن يحيى واعتلاءِ يدِهْ
Deeds written upon the Tablet and inscribed
And we recorded through the efforts of the son of Yaḥyā and the ascent of his hand.
Among us through Ibn Yahya's striving and his hand's ascendancy:
He etches them with the quills of destiny,
يَخُطُّهاhe writes them بصدورِwith the points of الخَطِّKhatt lances مُنصلِتاًcharging with weapon drawn
يَخُطُّها بصدورِ الخَطِّ مُنصلِتاً
فِيinto كلِّevery صدرٍbreast حليفِallied to الكُفرِunbelief مُعتقِدِهْprofessing it
فِي كلِّ صدرٍ حليفِ الكُفرِ مُعتقِدِهْ
He writes them with Khatt lance-points, charging with weapon drawn
Carving into every breast harbouring the creed of blasphemy.
Into every breast allied to unbelief and professing it,
And he bends into the breasts of the non-Arabs, confusing them
ويَنْثَنيand turns فِيupon صِفاحِthe broad faces of العُجمِthe non-Arabs يُعجِمُهاdotting them
ويَنْثَني فِي صِفاحِ العُجمِ يُعجِمُها
بِصَفحَتَيْwith the two flats of كُلِّevery ماضِيkeen الغرْبedge مُتَّقدِهْblazing at its edge
بِصَفحَتَيْ كُلِّ ماضِي الغرْب مُتَّقدِهْ
And turns upon the non-Arabs' broad faces, dotting them
With the blades of all the fiery West.
With the two flats of every blade, keen and blazing of edge.
And the kingdom transcribes them in the mother of its pride,
والمُلكُand kingship يَنسَخُهاcopies them فِيinto أُمِّthe mother-book of مَفخَرِهِits glory
والمُلكُ يَنسَخُها فِي أُمِّ مَفخَرِهِ
والدهرُand time يَقرَؤهاreads them فِيto مُنتَهىthe furthest limit of أبَدِهْits eternity
والدهرُ يَقرَؤها فِي مُنتَهى أبَدِهْ
Kingship copies them into the mother-book of its glory,
While time recites them at the end of its extent.
And time reads them to the furthest limit of its eternity.
Shepherding kings, so strangled by his domination,
راعhe terrified الملوكَthe kings فمخنوقٌso one is choking بجِرَّتِهِon his cud
راع الملوكَ فمخنوقٌ بجِرَّتِهِ
يهيمُwanders فِيover الأرضِthe earth أوor لاجٍone taking refuge إِلَىin سَندِهْhis mountain fastness
يهيمُ فِي الأرضِ أو لاجٍ إِلَى سَندِهْ
He terrified kings: one, choking upon his cud,
Wandering the earth or finding refuge in his protection.
Wanders over the earth; another seeks refuge in his mountain fastness.
So such is the soul of Ibn Shanj, it has no refuge
فتِلكَso such is نفسُthe soul of ابنthe son of شَنجٍShanj لاno مآلَescape لَهَاfor it
فتِلكَ نفسُ ابن شَنجٍ لا مآلَ لَهَا
منfrom مِيتَةِdeath by السيفِthe sword أَوْor عَيشٍlife عَلَىin نَكدِهْits misery
من مِيتَةِ السيفِ أَوْ عَيشٍ عَلَى نَكدِهْ
Such is Ibn Shanj's soul: it has no escape
From a death by sword or life of misery.
From death by the sword or a life of misery.
He ascends in nobility only by your elevation,
ماnot يَرْتَقيhe climbs شَرَفاًa height إِلّاbut رَفَعتَyou raise لَهُbefore him
ما يَرْتَقي شَرَفاً إِلّا رَفَعتَ لَهُ
وجهاًa face منof الرَّوْعِterror مَرفوعاًheld high عَلَىin رَصَدِهْambush for him
وجهاً من الرَّوْعِ مَرفوعاً عَلَى رَصَدِهْ
He climbs no height but you raise before him
A face of dignity, raised up for its shrewdness.
A face of terror held high in ambush for him.
And gains no land except you tied to it
ولاnor انتحىhe headed toward بلداًa land إلّاbut قَرَنْتَyou coupled بِهِwith him
ولا انتحى بلداً إلّا قَرَنْتَ بِهِ
هَمّاًanxiety يُبلِّدُهُthat numbs him عنshort of مُنتحىthe intended destination of بَلَدِهْhis land
هَمّاً يُبلِّدُهُ عن مُنتحى بَلَدِهْ
Nor does he head for any land but you couple with him
A concern that deprives it of its comforts.
An anxiety that numbs him short of the land he seeks.
And Ferdinand you restored the rule to his hand,
وقدand indeed تَوَجَّسَhe sensed fearfully منfrom يُمناكَyour right hand بارِقَةًa lightning flash
وقد تَوَجَّسَ من يُمناكَ بارِقَةً
فِيin عارِضٍa cloud لاnot يفوتُescapes الطَّيرُthe bird منfrom بَرَدِهْits hail
فِي عارِضٍ لا يفوتُ الطَّيرُ من بَرَدِهْ
He has fearfully sensed a lightning flash from your right hand
And he hoped for naught but the return of life to his body.
Within a cloud whose hail no bird can escape:
Shibl called you for a lion above him is wretchedness,
جيشاًan army إذَاwhen آدَit weighs down مَتنَthe back of الأَرضِthe earth تَعدِلُهُyou balance it
جيشاً إذَا آدَ مَتنَ الأَرضِ تَعدِلُهُ
بحِلْمِwith the forbearance of أَرْوَعَa noble man راسيsteadfast in الحِلمِforbearance مُتَّئدِهْdeliberate in it
بحِلْمِ أَرْوَعَ راسي الحِلمِ مُتَّئدِهْ
An army that, when it weighs down the earth's back, you balance
So it recoiled from him while claws were in its wretchedness.
With the forbearance of a noble man, steadfast and deliberate in judgment,
And he flew to you swimming in his tears,
كالبحرِlike the sea تَنسِجُهُweaves it ريحُthe wind of الصَّباthe east حُبكاًinto rippled patterns
كالبحرِ تَنسِجُهُ ريحُ الصَّبا حُبكاً
إذَاwhen ترَقرَقَit shimmers فِيin الماذِيّfine supple mail منof زَرَدِهْits linked armor
إذَا ترَقرَقَ فِي الماذِيّ من زَرَدِهْ
Like a sea the east wind weaves into rippled patterns,
Having loaded his chest to the full from his store.
When it shimmers in the supple mail of its links,
Then he bent, with the pagan kings enslaved to him
بحرٌa sea سفائِنهُits ships غُرٌّwhite-blazed steeds مَسومَةٌmarked
بحرٌ سفائِنهُ غُرٌّ مَسومَةٌ
والبَيْضُand helmets والبِيضُand bright swords والرَّاياتُand banners منfrom زَبَدِهْits foam
والبَيْضُ والبِيضُ والرَّاياتُ من زَبَدِهْ
A sea whose ships are white-blazed, marked steeds,
When a slave came throwing his hand to him.
And whose helmets, bright swords, and banners are its foam,
And Mansur of Qahtan came with his might,
وجاحمٌand a blazing furnace منof حريقٍfire لاno خمودَextinction لَهُfor it
وجاحمٌ من حريقٍ لا خمودَ لَهُ
إِلاَّunless ونَفسُand the soul of ابنthe son of شَنجٍShanj وسْطamid مُفتأَدِهْits roasting pit
إِلاَّ ونَفسُ ابن شَنجٍ وسْط مُفتأَدِهْ
And a blazing furnace, a fire that will not die down
At which the kings of earth melt with envy.
Until Ibn Shanj's soul lies amid its roasting pit,
So God diminishes His enemies forever,
كَتائِباًbattalions تَرَكَتْthat left عُبَّادَthe worshippers of مِلَّتِهِhis creed
كَتائِباً تَرَكَتْ عُبَّادَ مِلَّتِهِ
لاnot تعرِفُknowing السبتَSaturday فِيamong الأيامِthe days منfrom أَحَدِهْits Sunday
لا تعرِفُ السبتَ فِي الأيامِ من أَحَدِهْ
Battalions that left the worshippers of his creed
And increases Islam in its numbers.
Unable to tell Saturday from Sunday among the days.
إِنif ضاقَgrew too narrow عنfor مرِّهاtheir passage رَحْبُthe breadth of الفضاءِthe expanse فقدthen indeed
إِن ضاقَ عن مرِّها رَحْبُ الفضاءِ فقد
نَفِذْتَyou pierced منfrom قَلبِهِhis heart فِيهَاwith them إِلَىto كَبدِهْhis liver
نَفِذْتَ من قَلبِهِ فِيهَا إِلَى كَبدِهْ
Though the wide expanse grew too narrow for their passage, you have
Pierced through his heart with them into his liver.
فتَّتَّyou shattered منهاwith them قواصيthe outer reaches of بَنباويَتِهِhis Banbawiya
فتَّتَّ منها قواصي بَنباويَتِهِ
بالهَدْمِby demolition والنَّارِand fire فَتّاًa shattering فتّthat weakened فِيin عضدِهْhis arm
بالهَدْمِ والنَّارِ فَتّاً فتّ فِي عضدِهْ
With them you shattered the farthest reaches of his Banbawiya
By demolition and fire, a shattering that weakened his arm.
وقدْتَand you drove منهاfrom it مطاياهُhis mounts مُوَقَّرَةًheavily laden
وقدْتَ منها مطاياهُ مُوَقَّرَةً
بأهلwith the family of كُلّevery رفيعexalted in القدرrank أَوْor وَلَدِهْhis child
بأهل كُلّ رفيع القدر أَوْ وَلَدِهْ
And you drove from it his mounts, heavily laden
With the family of every high-ranking man, or his child.
سماrose لَهُمْover them رهَجُthe battle-dust of المنصورِal-Mansur فانقلبُواso they became
سما لَهُمْ رهَجُ المنصورِ فانقلبُوا
نحلاًbees جَلاهُdrove it away دُخانُthe smoke of النَّارfire عنfrom شُهُدِهْits honeycomb
نحلاً جَلاهُ دُخانُ النَّار عن شُهُدِهْ
Al-Mansur's battle-dust rose over them, and they became
Bees driven by fire's smoke from their honeycomb.
وراحَand became كُلُّevery منيعٍimpregnable fortress منamong معاقِلِهِمْtheir strongholds
وراحَ كُلُّ منيعٍ من معاقِلِهِمْ
غاباًa forest خَلاemptied لمُبيرِfor the destroyer of الأُسدِlions منof أَسَدِهْits lions
غاباً خَلا لمُبيرِ الأُسدِ من أَسَدِهْ
And every impregnable stronghold of theirs became
A forest emptied of its lions for the lions' destroyer,
يرميit casts إِلَىtoward الخيلِthe cavalry والأَبطالِand the champions مُفتدياًransoming itself
يرمي إِلَى الخيلِ والأَبطالِ مُفتدياً
بكلِّwith every أَغيدَsupple youth زادَincreased الذُّعرterror فِيin غَيَدِهْhis swaying grace
بكلِّ أَغيدَ زادَ الذُّعر فِي غَيَدِهْ
Casting toward the cavalry and champions, to ransom itself,
Every supple youth whose terror increased his swaying grace.
ثمthen اتَّقَىhe warded off أعيُنَthe eyes of النُّظَّارِthe onlookers ينقُدُهاpaying them
ثم اتَّقَى أعيُنَ النُّظَّارِ ينقُدُها
منfrom عَينِهِhis gold كالحَصىlike pebbles عدَّاًin counting ومِنْand from نقَدِهْhis coin
من عَينِهِ كالحَصى عدَّاً ومِنْ نقَدِهْ
Then he warded off the onlookers' eyes, paying them
From his gold, counted like pebbles, and from his coin.
فرُبَّand many a ذيpossessor of قَنصٍa hunt زُرقٍblue حبائِلُهُhis snares
فرُبَّ ذي قَنصٍ زُرقٍ حبائِلُهُ
قَدْindeed صادَcaught ظَبياًa gazelle وَكَانَand was اللَّيثُthe lion منamong طَرَدِهْhis quarry
قَدْ صادَ ظَبياً وَكَانَ اللَّيثُ من طَرَدِهْ
Many a hunter whose snares are blue
Has caught a gazelle, while a lion was among his quarry.
وقدand indeed ترَكْتَyou left ابنَthe son of شَنجٍShanj فلَّa routed remnant of مُعتَرَكٍbattle
وقد ترَكْتَ ابنَ شَنجٍ فلَّ مُعتَرَكٍ
إِنif لَمْnot يَمتْhe dies منfrom ظُباهُits sword-edges ماتَhe dies منfrom كَمَدِهْhis grief
إِن لَمْ يَمتْ من ظُباهُ ماتَ من كَمَدِهْ
You have left Ibn Shanj a routed remnant of battle:
If he does not die of its sword-edges, he dies of his grief,
مُشَرَّداًdriven out فِيinto قواصيthe remotest reaches of البيدِthe deserts مُغترِباًexiled
مُشَرَّداً فِي قواصي البيدِ مُغترِباً
وَقَدْand indeed مَلأْتَyou filled فِجاجَthe passes of الأَرْضِthe earth منwith خُرُدِهْhis bashful maidens
وَقَدْ مَلأْتَ فِجاجَ الأَرْضِ من خُرُدِهْ
Driven out into the remotest deserts, an exile,
While you have filled the earth's passes with his bashful maidens.
وَand فِرْذَلندُFirdhaland رَدَدْتَyou restored المُلكَkingship فِيto يَدهhis hand
وَ فِرْذَلندُ رَدَدْتَ المُلكَ فِي يَده
وَمَاand not رَجاhe hoped for غَيرَanything but رَدِّthe return of الرُّوحِthe soul فِيto جَسَدِهْhis body
وَمَا رَجا غَيرَ رَدِّ الرُّوحِ فِي جَسَدِهْ
And Firdhaland—you restored kingship to his hand,
When he had hoped for nothing but the return of the soul to his body,
شِبلٌa lion cub دعاكَcalled you لأُسْدٍagainst lions فوقهُabove him لِبَدٌmanes
شِبلٌ دعاكَ لأُسْدٍ فوقهُ لِبَدٌ
فأقشعتْso they dispersed عنهfrom him والأَظفارُwhile the claws فِيin لِبَدِهْhis mane
فأقشعتْ عنه والأَظفارُ فِي لِبَدِهْ
A lion cub who called you against lions, their manes above him;
They dispersed from him, though their claws were in his mane.
وطارَand he flew نحوَكَtoward you سَبحاًswimming فِيin مَدامِعِهِhis tears
وطارَ نحوَكَ سَبحاً فِي مَدامِعِهِ
وَقَدْand indeed تزَوَّدَhe took as provisions مِلْءَthe fullness of الصَّدرthe breast منof زُؤُدِهْhis terror
وَقَدْ تزَوَّدَ مِلْءَ الصَّدر من زُؤُدِهْ
He flew toward you, swimming in his tears,
Having taken a breastful of his terror for provisions.
ثمthen انثنىhe returned وملوكُand the kings of الشِّرْكِunbelief أَعبُدُهُhis slaves
ثم انثنى وملوكُ الشِّرْكِ أَعبُدُهُ
إِذْsince جاءَhe came عبدَthe servant of يَدٍa hand أَلقىhe surrendered لَهَاto it بيدِهْhis hand
إِذْ جاءَ عبدَ يَدٍ أَلقى لَهَا بيدِهْ
Then he returned, the kings of unbelief his slaves,
Having come as the servant of a hand to which he yielded his own.
وآبَand returned مَنصورُMansur of قَحطانٍQahtan بعزَّتِهِin his might
وآبَ مَنصورُ قَحطانٍ بعزَّتِهِ
أَوْباًa return تَذُوبُmelt مُلُوكُthe kings of الأَرْضِthe earth منfrom حَسَدِهْenvy of him
أَوْباً تَذُوبُ مُلُوكُ الأَرْضِ من حَسَدِهْ
And Mansur of Qahtan returned in his might,
With a return that made earth's kings melt with envy of him.
فاللهُso God ينقُصُdiminishes منfrom أَعدائِهhis enemies أَبداًforever
فاللهُ ينقُصُ من أَعدائِه أَبداً
ويستَزيدُand adds more منfrom الإِسلامِIslam فِيto عَدَدِهْhis ranks
ويستَزيدُ من الإِسلامِ فِي عَدَدِهْ
So God forever diminishes his enemies,
And adds ever more of Islam to his ranks.
Partial English translation: 93 of 126 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1