أرأيتَhave you seen لنَاours ولهمand theirs ظُعُناdeparting caravans
أرأيتَ لنَا ولهم ظُعُنا
وصنيعَand the doing البينof separation بهمْto them وبناand to us
وصنيعَ البين بهمْ وبنا
Have you seen our departing caravans and theirs,
I gazed upon their spears and ours
and what separation has done to them and us?
And saw the gap between them and us
أرأيتَhave you seen نشاوَىtipsy people قدalready سكرواthey became drunk
أرأيتَ نشاوَى قد سكروا
بكؤوسِon cups نوىًof parting مُلئتْwere filled شجناwith grief
بكؤوسِ نوىً مُلئتْ شجنا
Have you seen the tipsy ones, already drunk
I gazed at them drunk with wines
on cups of parting filled with grief,
From cups brimming with sadness
ومهاًand oryxes نَظَرَتْgazed ونواظرُهاand their eyes
ومهاً نَظَرَتْ ونواظرُها
وَصَلتْreached دمناًcamp-ruins وجفتand shunned دمناcamp-ruins
وَصَلتْ دمناً وجفت دمنا
and oryxes that gazed, whose eyes
She gazed with longing, and he with longing gazed
reached some camp-ruins and shunned others?
Their blood turned thin, and thin turned our blood
رحلواthey departed فأثارso stirred رحيلُهُمُtheir departure
رحلوا فأثار رحيلُهُمُ
منfrom حرّthe heat ضلوعكof your ribs ماwhat كمناlay hidden
من حرّ ضلوعك ما كمنا
They departed, and their departure stirred
They left, and their leave awoke
the heat that lay hidden within your ribs.
What lay dormant in your burning breast
وحسبتُand I thought سرابَthe mirage تتابعهمْof their procession
وحسبتُ سرابَ تتابعهمْ
لججاًdeep seas وركائبَهمْand their mounts سُفُناships
لججاً وركائبَهمْ سُفُنا
And I thought the mirage of their procession
I fancied their fading forms a mirage
deep seas, and their mounts ships.
And their ships like mounts across a waste
ومهاًand oryxes نَظَرَتْgazed ونَوَاظرُهاand their eyes
ومهاً نَظَرَتْ ونَوَاظرُها
خُلِقَتْwere created لنواظرناfor our eyes فتناas temptations
خُلِقَتْ لنواظرنا فتنا
And oryxes that gazed, whose eyes
She gazed with longing, and he with longing gazed
were created as temptations for our eyes;
Her glances were made to seduce our glances
منfrom كلّevery مُوَدِّعةٍwoman bidding farewell نَطَقَتْspoke
من كلّ مُوَدِّعةٍ نَطَقَتْ
بالسّرّof the secret مدامعُهَاher tearful eyes عَلَنَاopenly
بالسّرّ مدامعُهَا عَلَنَا
from every woman bidding farewell there spoke
With each farewell the tears of every beauty
her tearful eyes, revealing her secret openly.
Betrayed the heart's secret aloud
سفرتْshe unveiled لوداعكfor your farewell شمسَa sun ضحىًof midmorning
سفرتْ لوداعك شمسَ ضحىً
وَثَنَتْand she swayed بكثيبِupon a dune نقاof fine sand غُصُناa bough
وَثَنَتْ بكثيبِ نقا غُصُنا
She unveiled for your farewell a midmorning sun,
The morning left you with the dawn
and swayed a bough above a dune of fine sand.
And sheltered by a sandy hill her bough.
ورَمَتْكَand she shot at you بمقلةِwith the eye خاذلةٍof a doe apart from her herd
ورَمَتْكَ بمقلةِ خاذلةٍ
هَجَرَتْكَit forsook you وعاوَدتِand returned to الوَسنَاdrowsiness
هَجَرَتْكَ وعاوَدتِ الوَسنَا
And she shot you a glance from a doe's eye,
She pelted you with a fickle glance
which forsook you and returned to drowsiness.
Forsaking you to wander in the night
وترىand you see للسحرof magic بهاwithin it حركاًmovements
وترى للسحر بها حركاً
فبهso with it تؤذيكit hurts you إذاwhen سكناit is still
فبه تؤذيك إذا سكنا
And you see magic stirring within it,
You find her stirring in the dark
and with that magic it hurts you when at rest.
Disturbing you when you would rest
كثرتْgrew numerous فيin الحبّlove بهاthrough her علليmy ailments
كثرتْ في الحبّ بها عللي
فظهرتُso I became visible أسىًas sorrow وخفيتُand I became hidden ضنىthrough wasting sickness
فظهرتُ أسىً وخفيتُ ضنى
Through her my ailments in love grew many;
Much they disquieted my love through her tricks
I was visible as sorrow, yet hidden by wasting sickness.
I grieved in secret, complaint betrayed my woe
ياO وجديmy longing كيفhow وجدتdid you find بهin him
يا وجدي كيف وجدت به
روحيmy soul وغدوتand I became لهfor him بَدناa body
روحي وغدوت له بَدنا
O my longing, how did you find in him
Oh how she wounded my soul and heart
my soul, while I became a body for him?
I dedicated myself entirely to her
دَعْleave ذكرَthe memory نَزُوحٍof one far away عنكfrom you نأىdeparted far
دَعْ ذكرَ نَزُوحٍ عنك نأى
وتَبَدّلْand exchange منin place of سَكَنٍone solace سَكَنَاanother solace
وتَبَدّلْ من سَكَنٍ سَكَنَا
Leave the memory of one who went far from you,
Quit thoughts of her aloofness
and exchange one solace for another;
Change dwelling place for dwelling place
ونزولَand the lodging هواكَof your passion بمنزلةٍin an abode
ونزولَ هواكَ بمنزلةٍ
كَتَبَتْit wrote زمناًfor a time ومحتْand erased زمناfor a time
كَتَبَتْ زمناً ومحتْ زمنا
and leave your passion's lodging in an abode
Let your passion alight on one
that wrote for a time and erased for a time.
Whose time has come and gone
واخضبْand stain يمناكyour right hand بِقانِيةwith crimson wine
واخضبْ يمناك بِقانِية
فلهاfor it has فَرَجٌrelief ينفيbanishing الحزناsorrow
فلها فَرَجٌ ينفي الحزنا
And stain your right hand with crimson wine,
Stain your right hand with henna
for it brings relief that banishes sorrow.
It brings joy and banishes sorrow
وتريكand it shows you نجوماًstars فيin شَفَقٍtwilight
وتريك نجوماً في شَفَقٍ
يَجلوdispels الظلماءَthe darkness لهنّbelonging to them سنَاradiance
يَجلو الظلماءَ لهنّ سنَا
And it shows you stars in a twilight,
You will see stars shimmering in the sunset
their radiance dispelling the darkness,
Their beauty made radiant just for you
منfrom كفِّthe hand مطرِّفَةٍof a woman with dyed fingertips عَنَماًlike red ʿanam fruit
من كفِّ مطرِّفَةٍ عَنَماً
كالبدرlike the full moon بَداappeared والرئمِand the white gazelle رناgazed
كالبدر بَدا والرئمِ رنا
from the hand of one with fingertips like red ʿanam fruit,
The full moon rose from her teasing hand
like the full moon appearing and the white gazelle gazing.
As fair as a pearl, rid of all blame
لاnot ينكثُbreaks his pledge فيهاconcerning it ذوone with شَغَفٍpassion
لا ينكثُ فيها ذو شَغَفٍ
بالعَذْلِbecause of reproach وإنeven if خلعَhe casts off الرّسناthe reins
بالعَذْلِ وإن خلعَ الرّسنا
No one enamored of it breaks his pledge
No coquette can wear it and not find
because of reproach, even if he casts off the reins.
Its heady scent makes them its slave
إنّيI indeed استوليتُgained mastery علىover أمديmy course
إنّي استوليتُ على أمدي
ووطئتُand I trod down بفطنتيَwith my wit الفِطَنَاthe wits
ووطئتُ بفطنتيَ الفِطَنَا
I have mastered my course,
My skill has won me many spoils
and with my wit trodden other wits beneath me.
My cunning has outmatched the wise
وسبقتُand I raced ahead فمنْso who ذاis the one يلحقنيcan catch me
وسبقتُ فمنْ ذا يلحقني
فيin مدحpraising عُلاthe lofty glories الحسنِof al-Hasan الحسناthe beautiful
في مدح عُلا الحسنِ الحسنا
And I raced ahead—who can catch me
Tell me who can overtake me
in praising al-Hasan's fair glories?
In praising the most beautiful of beauties
ملكٌa king فيin الملكkingship لهhe has هِمَمٌhigh aspirations
ملكٌ في الملك له هِمَمٌ
نَالَتْattained بيمينيهthrough his two right hands المنَناfavors
نَالَتْ بيمينيه المنَنا
A king whose aspirations in kingship
A king of kings, of lofty ideals
have attained favors through his two right hands.
Whose right hand is full of bounty
قُرِنَتْwas joined باليُمْنِto good fortune نَقيبَتُهُhis nature
قُرِنَتْ باليُمْنِ نَقيبَتُهُ
والعفوُand pardon بقدرتِهِwith his power قُرناwas joined
والعفوُ بقدرتِهِ قُرنا
His nature is joined to good fortune,
Whose leader marches by his side
and pardon is joined to his power.
And pardons with his mighty power
كالشمسِlike the sun نأتْit drew far away عنfrom مبصرهاone who sees it
كالشمسِ نأتْ عن مبصرها
بُعْداًin distance وسناهاand its radiance منهnear him دناdrew near
بُعْداً وسناها منه دنا
Like the sun, far from the one who sees it
The sun seemed far in his splendor
in distance, yet its radiance draws near to him.
But drew nearer in his brilliance
منhe who صانَguarded الدينَthe faith بِصَولَتِهِwith his might
من صانَ الدينَ بِصَولَتِهِ
وأذلّand humbled بعزّتهِwith his glory الوَثَنَاthe idol
وأذلّ بعزّتهِ الوَثَنَا
He who guarded the faith with his might
He who smashed the pagan hordes
and humbled the idol with his glory;
With his zeal abased their brazen gods
منhe who يَحْدِرُdrives away فقراًpoverty عنكfrom you إذاwhen
من يَحْدِرُ فقراً عنك إذا
فاضَتْoverflowed نعماهُhis bounty عليكover you غِنَىas wealth
فاضَتْ نعماهُ عليك غِنَى
he who drives poverty away from you when
He ends all poverty through his wealth
his bounty pours over you as wealth.
And shames the timid through his courage
ورأىand saw مَنْone who ضنّwas miserly فضائلَهُhis virtues
ورأى مَنْ ضنّ فضائلَهُ
فسخاso he grew generous وتَشَجّعَand grew brave مَنْone who جَبُنَاwas cowardly
فسخا وتَشَجّعَ مَنْ جَبُنَا
And the miser saw his virtues
His sanctuary offers safety
and grew generous; the coward grew brave.
To those who fear the mortal world
وإذاand when ماever أَمَّsought لهbelonging to him حَرَماًa sanctuary
وإذا ما أَمَّ له حَرَماً
مَنْone who خافَfeared مِنَfrom الدنْياthe world أمِنَاbecame safe
مَنْ خافَ مِنَ الدنْيا أمِنَا
And whenever his sanctuary is sought
Destroying riches he rebuilds
by one who feared the world, that person finds safety.
The noble with greater bounty
ولئنْand even if هدَمhe demolished الأموالَwealth فَقَدْthen indeed
ولئنْ هدَم الأموالَ فَقَدْ
شادَhe raised العلياءَhigh glory بهاwith it وبنىand built
شادَ العلياءَ بها وبنى
Though he demolishes wealth,
Guarding honor, raising its worth
with it he has raised and built high glory.
He scorns the plentiful like dung
إنif صانَhe guarded العِرْضَhonor وأكْرَمهُand held it dear
إن صانَ العِرْضَ وأكْرَمهُ
فقذالthen the nape الوفرof riches قدindeed امتهناwas abased
فقذال الوفر قد امتهنا
If he guards honor and holds it dear,
His realm seems on his day of glory
then the nape of riches has been abased.
Like the day all pilgrims stand at Mina
وكأنّand as though الحجّthe pilgrimage لساحتهto his courtyard
وكأنّ الحجّ لساحته
فيon يومthe day نداهof his bounty يومُthe day مِنىof Mina
في يوم نداه يومُ مِنى
It is as though the pilgrimage to his courtyard
Through him our hopes will be fulfilled
on the day of his bounty were the day at Mina.
And all our wishes gratified
ولناand we have منfrom فَضْلِthe bounty مَذاهِبِهِof his ways
ولنا من فَضْلِ مَذاهِبِهِ
آمالٌhopes نَبْلُغُهاwe attain ومُنىand wishes
آمالٌ نَبْلُغُها ومُنى
And from his generous ways we have
When drunk with blood his sharp swords
hopes we attain, and wishes,
Sing songs to split their skulls,
وصَوَارمُand keen swords للأقدارِfor destiny فلاso no
وصَوَارمُ للأقدارِ فلا
تقفُstand الكفّارُthe unbelievers لهاagainst them جُنَنَاas shields
تقفُ الكفّارُ لها جُنَنَا
and keen swords serving fate; no
The glitter of their blades is like
unbelievers can stand as shields against them.
Water flowing without end
تَشْدوهthey sing to him إذاwhen سكرتْthey grow drunk بدمٍwith blood
تَشْدوه إذا سكرتْ بدمٍ
فيin ضربstriking جماجمهمtheir skulls غنناhumming strains
في ضرب جماجمهم غننا
When drunk with blood, they sing to him
No garden was made verdant by their steps
humming strains as they strike their skulls.
No stream sweetened in time
يَتَنَبّعُwells up ماءُthe water تألُّقِهَاof their gleam
يَتَنَبّعُ ماءُ تألُّقِهَا
فيقالُso it is said أفيis it within سَكَنٍa flame سكناit dwelt
فيقالُ أفي سَكَنٍ سكنا
The water of their gleam wells forth,
The torrents of his cavalry charge
and one asks, "Has it dwelt within a flame?"
Sweeping doubts away like clouds
لاno رَوْضَmeadow ذَوَىwithered منهاof them قِدماًever before
لا رَوْضَ ذَوَى منها قِدماً
بالدّهْرِwith time ولاand no ماءٌwater أسناgrew stagnant
بالدّهْرِ ولا ماءٌ أسنا
No meadow of theirs has ever withered
When their dust storms swell and loom
with time, nor has their water grown stagnant.
You'd think them nests for eagles
وتسيلُand flow سيولُthe torrents جحافلهof his armies
وتسيلُ سيولُ جحافله
فحقائقهاso their realities تنفيbanish الظَّنَناconjecture
فحقائقها تنفي الظَّنَنا
And the torrents of his armies flow,
The son of Ali holds glory in his grip
their realities banishing conjecture.
His is the deed, while words are ours
وإذاand when ماever هَبْوتُهاtheir dust-cloud كَثُفَتْgrew thick
وإذا ما هَبْوتُها كَثُفَتْ
تجِدُfind العقبانُthe eagles بهاwithin it وُكُنَاroosts
تجِدُ العقبانُ بها وُكُنَا
And when their dust-cloud grows thick,
A moon giving freely of his rain-washed palm
eagles find roosts within it.
His fingers pour blessings as though weeping
إنif ابنَthe son عليّof Ali حازَwon عُلاًhigh glory
إن ابنَ عليّ حازَ عُلاً
فالفعلُthen the deeds لهare his والقولُand the words لناare ours
فالفعلُ له والقولُ لنا
If the son of Ali has won high glory,
With his thoughts he gently corrects opinion
the deeds are his, and the words are ours.
Piercing them with his subtle wisdom
قَمَرٌa moon تُسْتَمْطَرُis entreated for rain مِنهfrom him يَدٌa hand
قَمَرٌ تُسْتَمْطَرُ مِنه يَدٌ
فتجودُso shower أناملُهhis fingers مُزُناrainclouds
فتجودُ أناملُه مُزُنا
A moon whose hand is entreated for rain,
They never truly mastered the dark lions
and his fingers pour forth rainclouds.
Save as meat for prey and carrion
ينحوhe pursues الآراءَcounsels بفكرتهwith his thought
ينحو الآراءَ بفكرته
فيصيبُso he finds لهاfor them نُقَباًexperts بِهِنَاin them
فيصيبُ لها نُقَباً بِهِنَا
He pursues counsels with his thought,
It seems the war brings out their beauty
and finds for them men well versed in them,
Displaying it as something wondrous
منamong غُلْبِthick-necked أسُودٍlions ماnot عَمَرُواthey dwelt
من غُلْبِ أسُودٍ ما عَمَرُوا
إلّاexcept in آجامَthickets ظباًof sword-edges وقَنَاand spears
إلّا آجامَ ظباً وقَنَا
among thick-necked lions who have dwelt
You'd think their interlinking armor was
only in thickets of sword-edges and spears.
A torrent streaming between the hills
وكأنّand as though الحربَwar إذاwhen فتحَتْit opens
وكأنّ الحربَ إذا فتحَتْ
تبديreveals لهمُto them مرأىًa sight حَسنَاbeautiful
تبدي لهمُ مرأىً حَسنَا
It is as though war, when it opens,
Their thickening darkness veils their sight
reveals to them a beautiful sight.
Until their eyelids seem like ears
وتخالهمُand you imagine them فيهاin it ادّرَعواhaving donned armor
وتخالهمُ فيها ادّرَعوا
بِسَلُوقin Saluq mail وقدand already سَلّواthey drew اليَمنَاYemeni blades
بِسَلُوق وقد سَلّوا اليَمنَا
And you would think they had donned in it
Matched by their lineage are names
Saluq's mail, and drawn Yemeni blades.
We hold in high and loving esteem
وكأنّand as though سوابغَهُمْtheir full-length mail حَبَبٌbubbles
وكأنّ سوابغَهُمْ حَبَبٌ
قدalready جاشَsurged بهمaround them ماءٌwater أجِناgrew stagnant
قد جاشَ بهم ماءٌ أجِنا
It is as though their full-length coats of mail were bubbles
A tree lush upon the hillsides
in stagnant water surging around them.
Whose shade and fruit we gather and eat
يغشىenters الإظلامَthe darkness بهاwithin it الضرغاthe lion (first part)
يغشى الإظلامَ بها الضرغا
مُcompletes 'lion' فتجعَلُso it turns مُقْلَتَهُhis eye أذُناinto an ear
مُ فتجعَلُ مُقْلَتَهُ أذُنا
The lion enters the darkness within it,
When he flashes his blade in anger
and it turns his eye into an ear.
He makes the slimmest waist grow fat
ولهمand they have بإزاءِcorresponding to قرابتهمtheir kinship
ولهم بإزاءِ قرابتهم
أسماءٌnames نُعْظِمُهاwe revere وَكُنَىand bynames
أسماءٌ نُعْظِمُها وَكُنَى
Alongside their kinship they possess
His spear point was enough, no need to strike with his sword, it was said
names and bynames we revere.
Does one pierce when one has already stabbed?
شَجَرٌtrees بالبّرِwith kindness مورّقَةٌleafing out
شَجَرٌ بالبّرِ مورّقَةٌ
ننتابُwe visit لهاto them ظلّاًfor shade وَجَنىand fruit
ننتابُ لها ظلّاً وَجَنى
Trees leafing out with kindness,
O you who revived forgotten glory
we visit them for shade and fruit.
Through your ode to his generosity
وإذاand when مَتَحَتْdrew up مُهجاًlifeblood يدُهُhis hand
وإذا مَتَحَتْ مُهجاً يدُهُ
جعلhe made الخطّيّthe Khatti spear لهاfor it شطناa well-rope
جعل الخطّيّ لها شطنا
And when his hand draws up lifeblood,
You perfected the art of poetry
he makes the Khatti spear its well-rope.
And struck true with your words
وكفاهand sufficed him الرمحُthe spear فَعالَfor the work السيفof the sword
وكفاه الرمحُ فَعالَ السيف
فقيلso it was said أيضربُdoes he strike مَنْone who طَعَناthrust
فقيل أيضربُ مَنْ طَعَنا
And the spear suffices him for the sword's work,
You took after your father in resemblance and character
so one asks, "Does one who thrusts need to strike?"
Matching his outstanding qualities.
ياO منyou who أحياrevived بالفخرthrough praise لهof him
يا من أحيا بالفخر له
بمكارمهthrough his noble deeds أدباًa literary art دُفِنَاthat was buried
بمكارمه أدباً دُفِنَا
O you who revived, through praise of him,
If weighed, a mere pebble of your goodness
by his noble deeds, a buried literary art!
Would make even the heaviest scale rise up.
فأفادَthus enriched الشّعرَpoetry مُنَقِّحهits refiner
فأفادَ الشّعرَ مُنَقِّحه
وأصابَand attained بمنطقِهِthrough his speech اللّسنَاeloquence
وأصابَ بمنطقِهِ اللّسنَا
Thus its refiner enriched poetry,
You built towering ships swift as birds
and attained eloquence through his speech.
And founded cities above the waves
أشبهتَyou resembled أباكَyour father وكنتَand you were بماthrough what
أشبهتَ أباكَ وكنتَ بما
أشبهتَyou resembled مَعاليهhis high virtues قمناworthy
أشبهتَ مَعاليه قمنا
You resembled your father, and were, through what
With towers arrayed for battle that seem
you shared of his high virtues, worthy of them.
Like spears soaring to the horizon,
وحصاةُand the pebble أناتكof your composure لوif وُزِنَتْwere weighed
وحصاةُ أناتك لو وُزِنَتْ
أنْسَتْwould make forgotten برجاحتهاwith its weightiness حَضَنَاHadan
أنْسَتْ برجاحتها حَضَنَا
And if the pebble of your composure were weighed,
Raining fire on the enemy ships
its weight would make Mount Hadan forgotten.
And kindling flames in their hulls
أنشأتَyou launched شوانيَwar-galleys طائرةًflying
أنشأتَ شوانيَ طائرةً
وبنيتَand you built علىupon ماءٍwater مُدُناcities
وبنيتَ على ماءٍ مُدُنا
You launched flying war-galleys,
Hurling missiles as white as naphtha
and built cities upon the water,
You'd think them water yet consuming all,
ببروجِwith towers قتالٍof battle تحسبهاyou would think them
ببروجِ قتالٍ تحسبها
فيin شُمّthe lofty شواهقهاheights of them قُنَنَاmountain peaks
في شُمّ شواهقها قُنَنَا
with battle-towers you would think
Success and conquest are guaranteed
mountain peaks in their lofty heights.
Against those who would threaten you.
ترْميthey hurl ببروجٍwith towers إنْif ظَهَرَتْthey appear
ترْمي ببروجٍ إنْ ظَهَرَتْ
لعدوٍّto an enemy محرقةًburning بَطَنَاa belly
لعدوٍّ محرقةً بَطَنَا
They hurl towers that, when they appear
I'm the one who gifted you this panegyric,
to an enemy, burn his belly,
Pearls valued at the highest price.
وبنفطٍand with naphtha أبيضَwhite تَحْسَبُهُyou would think it
وبنفطٍ أبيضَ تَحْسَبُهُ
ماءًwater وبهand with it تذكيyou kindle السّكَنَاfire
ماءً وبه تذكي السّكَنَا
and white naphtha, which you would think
Though long my rose I make it new with praise
water, yet with it you kindle fire.
There did I speak it and speak it here again
ضَمِنَguaranteed التوفيقُsuccess لهاfor them ظَفَراًvictory
ضَمِنَ التوفيقُ لها ظَفَراً
منof هُلْكِthe destruction عداتكof your enemies ماwhatever ضمناit guaranteed
من هُلْكِ عداتك ما ضمنا
Success has guaranteed them victory,
I praised your father in his youth
and all it pledged of your enemies' destruction.
And here I am, aged in his sunset glow
أناI مَنam the one who أهدىpresented لكto you مُمْتَدحاًas a panegyrist
أنا مَن أهدى لك مُمْتَدحاً
دُرَراًpearls أغليتُI set high لهاfor them ثمناa price
دُرَراً أغليتُ لها ثمنا
I am the one who brought you, as a panegyrist,
I made Sicily my ward, shunning it as home
pearls for which I set a lofty price.
And took Tunisia instead as my country.
وقديمُand the old الوِرْدِdraught جديدُthe new الحَمْدِpraise
وقديمُ الوِرْدِ جديدُ الحَمْدِ
هناكthere أفوهُI utter بهit وهناand here
هناك أفوهُ به وهنا
And the draught is old, the praise is new;
You made your enemies cower, begging
I utter it there and here.
What safety your frown or favor might allow.
ومدَحتُand I praised غلاماًas a boy جدّthe grandfather أبيكof your father
ومدَحتُ غلاماً جدّ أبيك
وهاand behold أنذاhere I am شيخاًan old man يَفَنَاdecrepit
وها أنذا شيخاً يَفَنَا
And as a boy I praised your father's grandfather,
The clouds of your help refused no rain
and here I am, a decrepit old man.
While the sky of your gift refused no bounty,
وتخذتُand I made تَجِنّةَTajinna ليfor myself وطناًa homeland
وتخذتُ تَجِنّةَ لي وطناً
وهجرتُand I forsook صقلّيَةًSicily وطناas a homeland
وهجرتُ صقلّيَةً وطنا
And I made Tajinna my homeland,
You remain as constant as a warrior nun
and forsook Sicily as my homeland.
Embarking with courage on every venture.
لَقِيَتكَmet you عُداتُكَyour enemies صاغرَةًhumbled
لَقِيَتكَ عُداتُكَ صاغرَةً
ترجوhoping for منfrom نَوْءَيْكَyour two rain-stars الهُدناtruces
ترجو من نَوْءَيْكَ الهُدنا
Your enemies met you humbled,
hoping for truces from your two rain-stars.
فسحابُso the clouds نداكَof your bounty هَمَتْpoured down مِنَحاًgifts
فسحابُ نداكَ هَمَتْ مِنَحاً
وسماءُand the sky ظباكof your blades هَمَتْpoured down مَحنَاordeals
وسماءُ ظباك هَمَتْ مَحنَا
The clouds of your bounty rained gifts,
and the sky of your blades rained ordeals.
وبقيتَand may you endure بقاءَthe endurance مجاهدةof striving
وبقيتَ بقاءَ مجاهدة
وسلكتَand may you sail لكلّtoward every عُلاًheight of glory سفُنُاships
وسلكتَ لكلّ عُلاً سفُنُا
And may you endure as long as striving endures,
and sail ships toward every height of glory.
Partial English translation: 124 of 130 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1