ياO دهرُTime مالكَwhat is wrong with you لاnot تَثنيrestrain يدَthe hand of النوبِcalamities
يا دهرُ مالكَ لا تَثني يدَ النوبِ
إنيindeed I أخافُfear عليْهاfor it سورةَthe surge of الغَضَبِanger
إني أخافُ عليْها سورةَ الغَضَبِ
O Time, why do you not restrain the hand of calamities?
O Time, be not harsh on a man in grief,
I fear for it the surge of anger.
I fear your chapter of wrath be brief,
ولاand do not تأمَنَنَّever trust حليماًa forbearing man رمتَyou sought هَضْمَتَهhis humiliation
ولا تأمَنَنَّ حليماً رمتَ هَضْمَتَه
أنْto يركبَride الجهلَrecklessness عُرياناًnaked بلاwithout قَتَبِa camel-saddle
أنْ يركبَ الجهلَ عُرياناً بلا قَتَبِ
And never trust a forbearing man you have sought to wrong
Trust not the forbearing whose pride you've crushed,
not to ride recklessness naked, without a camel-saddle.
To mount ignorance bare, without sheath,
أَراحَنيmay He relieve me اللهُGod منof قلبٍa heart بُليتُI was afflicted بهِwith it
أَراحَني اللهُ من قلبٍ بُليتُ بهِ
يهوىloves القعودَsitting idle ويهوَىand loves أشرفَthe loftiest of الرّتبِranks
يهوى القعودَ ويهوَى أشرفَ الرّتبِ
May God relieve me of a heart with which I have been afflicted:
May God give me respite from an ailing heart,
it loves sitting idle, yet loves the loftiest ranks.
That loves to sit, and loves station of esteem,
اطلُبْseek لهمكَfor your cares بالمُنىof wishes كَلِفاًone enamored
اطلُبْ لهمكَ بالمُنى كَلِفاً
وخَلِّand leave صَدْريmy breast فماfor ... not ليI have فيكَin you منany أرَبِdesire
وخَلِّ صَدْري فما لي فيكَ من أرَبِ
Find for your cares someone enamored of wishes,
Seek from your desires only the arduous,
and leave my breast, for I have no desire for you.
And rid my chest, for in you I have no cream,
فالمجدُfor glory يَطلُبُpursues بالآفاتِwith calamities طالبَهُits seeker
فالمجدُ يَطلُبُ بالآفاتِ طالبَهُ
لمdid not يحظَgain a share بالمجدِof glory منwhoever لمdid not يحظَgain a share بالنُكَبِof afflictions
لم يحظَ بالمجدِ من لم يحظَ بالنُكَبِ
For glory pursues its seeker with calamities;
Glory seeks him who bears tribulations,
no one has shared in glory without sharing in afflictions.
None gains glory who avoids misfortune’s scream,
لاdo not يمنَعَنّكَever let deter you صدمَfrom clashing with السيفِthe sword رهبتُهfear of it
لا يمنَعَنّكَ صدمَ السيفِ رهبتُه
إنّindeed المذلّةَhumiliation أولىmore deserving منهthan it بالرّهَبِof fear
إنّ المذلّةَ أولى منه بالرّهَبِ
Do not let fear of the sword deter you from facing its clash;
Let not the clash of swords make you afraid,
humiliation is more deserving of fear than it.
For humiliation is greater than fright’s regime,
رِدenter الهجيرَthe midday heat بثوبِin the robe of الشمسِthe sun ملتثماًveiled
رِد الهجيرَ بثوبِ الشمسِ ملتثماً
واعقِدْand bind بطرفكَwith your gaze سيرَthe course of الأنجمِthe stars الشُّهبِbright
واعقِدْ بطرفكَ سيرَ الأنجمِ الشُّهبِ
Enter the midday heat, veiled in the sun's robe,
Return the flock in the sun’s attire concealed,
and bind the course of the bright stars to your gaze,
And hold with your eyelids the shooting stars’ beam,
كيْماso that تنالَyou attain منfrom الدّنياthe world نهايتَهاits utmost
كيْما تنالَ من الدّنيا نهايتَها
إمّاeither حِماماًdeath وإمّاor حُسْنَa good مُنقَلَبِreturn
إمّا حِماماً وإمّا حُسْنَ مُنقَلَبِ
so that you attain the world's utmost:
So you take from this life its finality,
either death or a good return.
Either as dove, or as beauty’s delightful scene,
سعىstrove رجالٌmen فَنالواand attained قدرَthe measure of سَعْيِهُمُtheir striving
سعى رجالٌ فَنالوا قدرَ سَعْيِهُمُ
لمdid not يأتِcome رزقٌsustenance بلاwithout سَعيٍstriving ولاnor طلبِseeking
لم يأتِ رزقٌ بلا سَعيٍ ولا طلبِ
Men strove and attained in proportion to their striving;
Men have strived and attained what they’ve earned,
no sustenance came without striving or seeking.
No livelihood comes without toil and dream,
حُسْنُsoundness of التّأنّيdeliberation مفاتيحُthe keys to الغِنىwealth وعلىand according to
حُسْنُ التّأنّي مفاتيحُ الغِنى وعلى
قَدرِthe measure of المطالبِaims تَلقىyou encounter شِدّةَthe severity of التّعبِtoil
قَدرِ المطالبِ تَلقى شِدّةَ التّعبِ
Sound deliberation holds the keys to wealth, and according
Patience’s beauty is key to riches, and,
to the scale of your aims, you encounter the severity of toil.
Per demands made, toils’ severity is seen,
ماnot بالزمانِin Time سِوىexcept أولادِهِhis children طَبَعٌbaseness
ما بالزمانِ سِوى أولادِهِ طَبَعٌ
إنْif لمnot يكونواthey are بَنيهِhis sons فالزّمانُthen Time أبِيmy father
إنْ لم يكونوا بَنيهِ فالزّمانُ أبِي
Time has no baseness save his own children;
Naught is time but its children’s innate ways,
if they are not his sons, then Time is my father.
If not its sons, then time itself is their regime,
تجنّبونيthey shunned me وأطرافُwhile the tips of الظُّباsword-blades حُلَليmy robes
تجنّبوني وأطرافُ الظُّبا حُلَلي
ياO للرّماحِto the spears وياand O للهنديّةِto the Indian swords القُضُبِkeen blades
يا للرّماحِ ويا للهنديّةِ القُضُبِ
They shunned me, while sword-points are my robes.
They avoid me, and the gazelle keeps its distance,
O spears, and O keen Indian blades!
Oh how I long for the spear and the slender stem!
ليسnot المصائبُmisfortunes عنfrom حاليmy condition بمُقْلعةwithdrawing
ليس المصائبُ عن حالي بمُقْلعة
أوuntil ترتديthey don حدَّthe edge of سيفِthe sword of الدولةِthe state الذَّرِبِkeen
أو ترتدي حدَّ سيفِ الدولةِ الذَّرِبِ
Misfortunes do not withdraw from my plight
Tragedies barely affect my state,
until they don the keen edge of Saif al-Dawla,
Nor don the frightful Sword of State’s esteem,
بمُسْبَلٍwith one let fall فوقَover ظهرِthe back of الأرضِthe earth مُنسَحِبٍtrailing
بمُسْبَلٍ فوقَ ظهرِ الأرضِ مُنسَحِبٍ
ومنand from ترائبهاher breastbones والنّحرand the throat مختضِبِstained
ومن ترائبها والنّحر مختضِبِ
with a blade let fall, trailing over the earth's back,
With smooth hair atop earth’s spine outstretched,
and stained from her breastbones and throat.
And necks like the blade’s sharpened gleam,
ألاbehold قُبوركَyour graves صَمْصاماًa keen sword مساكنهُits dwellings
ألا قُبوركَ صَمْصاماً مساكنهُ
هامُthe heads of العِداfoes بَدَلَinstead of الأجفانِscabbards والقِرَبِand sheaths
هامُ العِدا بَدَلَ الأجفانِ والقِرَبِ
Behold your graves—a keen sword whose dwellings
Their graves lo! Like lanterns, abodes,
are the heads of foes, instead of scabbards and sheaths.
Prey replaces eyelids and pupils it seems,
ماscarcely تكربُcomes close الحربُwar أنْto يُستَلَّbeing drawn مُنصلهhis blade
ما تكربُ الحربُ أنْ يُستَلَّ مُنصله
حتىuntil يُمزّقَit rends قلبَthe heart of الجحفلِthe army اللّجِبِclamorous
حتى يُمزّقَ قلبَ الجحفلِ اللّجِبِ
Scarcely is his blade drawn in war
War is too proud for its sword to be sheathed,
before it rends the heart of the clamorous army.
Till the gallant army’s heart it redeems,
يَفريit cleaves جماجِمَهits skulls والموتُwhile Death مفترشٌusing as a bed
يَفري جماجِمَه والموتُ مفترشٌ
منfrom النّزالِcombat صدورَthe breasts of القومِthe men للركبِfor the knees
من النّزالِ صدورَ القومِ للركبِ
It cleaves their skulls, while Death makes a resting-place
Their skulls it makes flee, while death lies in wait,
of men's breasts amid combat, for its knees.
For the warriors’ chests a bloody stream,
مشغوفةٌenamored بغريبِof uncommon الهمِّcare همّتهhis ambition
مشغوفةٌ بغريبِ الهمِّ همّته
يَرىhe sees السرورَjoy بعينِwith the eye of الحزنِgrief والكَرَبِand anguish
يَرى السرورَ بعينِ الحزنِ والكَرَبِ
His ambition is enamored of uncommon cares;
Bewitched by the strangest of sorrows her soul,
he sees joy through the eye of grief and anguish.
Sees joy in sadness, and ease as extreme,
لاnot يطمئنُhe feels at ease إلىwith الدنياthe world وبَهْجَتِهاand its splendor
لا يطمئنُ إلى الدنيا وبَهْجَتِها
ويطمئنُand he feels at ease إلىwith الأحْداثِmishaps والنُّوَبِand calamities
ويطمئنُ إلى الأحْداثِ والنُّوَبِ
He finds no comfort in the world and its splendor,
She’s not eased by life and its elation,
but finds comfort in mishaps and calamities.
And eased by misfortunes and strokes of fate’s whip,
لوif كانَwere شيءٌanything منamong الأشياءِthings يُطربُهُdelights him
لو كانَ شيءٌ من الأشياءِ يُطربُهُ
كانتwould be مَعاليهِhis lofty deeds تحظىwinning منهfrom him بالطّربِdelight
كانت مَعاليهِ تحظى منه بالطّربِ
If anything among all things could delight him,
If a thing were to give her comfort at all,
his lofty deeds would win his delight.
It would be your majesty that makes her heart skip,
مهذبٌrefined يسبِقُprecedes الآمالَhopes نائلُهhis bounty
مهذبٌ يسبِقُ الآمالَ نائلُه
فَماso ... not يكلِّفُhe requires كَفاًa hand أنْto تقولَsay هبيgive!
فَما يكلِّفُ كَفاً أنْ تقولَ هبي
A refined man, whose bounty precedes hopes,
Well-mannered, attaining hopes before asked,
he never makes a hand say, “Give!”
No palm need say “grant me” from his lip,
لوeven if لمnot يكُنthere were فيin الذيwhat يُعطيهِhe gives فائدةa benefit
لو لم يكُن في الذي يُعطيهِ فائدة
إلاّexcept صِيانَتهُhis sparing العافيthe petitioner عنfrom الطّلَبِasking
إلاّ صِيانَتهُ العافي عن الطّلَبِ
Even if what he gives had no benefit
If not for availing the giver, his restraint
except sparing the petitioner the need to ask—
From asking, itself is a gracious tip,
يستكتمُhe asks to keep secret الرِّفدَthe gift مُعطاهُhis recipient فَقاصِدهُso his petitioner
يستكتمُ الرِّفدَ مُعطاهُ فَقاصِدهُ
يقولُsays قدindeed خِبْتُI have failed كيso that يَرضىhe is pleased ولمyet has not يَخِبِfailed
يقولُ قد خِبْتُ كي يَرضى ولم يَخِبِ
he asks his recipient to conceal the gift, so his petitioner
The giver hides his gifts from the one he intends,
says, “I have failed,” to please him, though he has not failed.
So he may be pleased, though hid is the gift,
كأنّهُas though he حينَwhen يستخفيconceals مكارمَهhis generous deeds
كأنّهُ حينَ يستخفي مكارمَه
يَعُدُّconsiders إظهارَهاrevealing them فيناamong us منamong الرِّيَبِgrounds for suspicion
يَعُدُّ إظهارَها فينا من الرِّيَبِ
As though, when he conceals his generous deeds,
As if, when he hides his virtues,
he counts revealing them among us as grounds for suspicion.
Revealing them would breed our mistrust,
لاnot يهتديfinds a way الدّهْرُTime قَتراًa direction فيin مسالكِهhis paths
لا يهتدي الدّهْرُ قَتراً في مسالكِه
ولاnor يُدانيهapproaches him فيin مجدٍglory ولاnor حَسَبِnoble lineage
ولا يُدانيه في مجدٍ ولا حَسَبِ
Time finds no direction along his paths,
Time wanders blindly in its paths,
nor approaches him in glory or noble lineage.
Matching neither glory nor lineage crisp,
خَرستَmay you be struck dumb ياO دهرُTime كيماso that لاnot تقولُyou say أجَلْyes
خَرستَ يا دهرُ كيما لا تقولُ أجَلْ
إنْif كنتَyou were مثلَlike أبيهhis father القَرمthe lordly chief تنتَسِبِyou claim descent
إنْ كنتَ مثلَ أبيه القَرم تنتَسِبِ
May you be struck dumb, O Time, lest you say, “Yes,”
You are silenced, O time, so you do not claim,
if you claim a lineage like his lordly father's.
Kinship to his father Al-Qaram if you persist,
اللهَGod! اللهَGod! ياO صَمصامُSamsam فيregarding رجلٍa man
اللهَ اللهَ يا صَمصامُ في رجلٍ
ببابِat the door of دارِكَyour house قدalready أشفىhas come to the brink علىof العَطَبِruin
ببابِ دارِكَ قد أشفى على العَطَبِ
For God's sake, O Samsam, have care for a man
I implore you, O lantern, a man lies ill,
at your house's door, already on the brink of ruin.
At your door, healed from harm at your wrist,
أجزلتَyou made abundant منof أدَبِthe learning of الدُنْياthe world عطيتَهhis gift
أجزلتَ من أدَبِ الدُنْيا عطيتَه
فهبْso grant لهto him نَشَباًwealth ياO واهبَgiver of الأدَبِlearning
فهبْ له نَشَباً يا واهبَ الأدَبِ
You have richly endowed him with the world's learning;
You have granted the best of worldly manners,
now grant him wealth, O giver of learning.
So grant him success, O granter of custom chic,
ولاand do not تقلْsay فيin الذيwhat أعطيتَyou have given مُقْتَنَعٌsufficiency
ولا تقلْ في الذي أعطيتَ مُقْتَنَعٌ
فاقرعْso knock بهِwith it حلقَthe door-rings of الأرزاقِlivelihoods واكتسبِand earn
فاقرعْ بهِ حلقَ الأرزاقِ واكتسبِ
Do not say that what you have given is enough—
And say not “I'm content” with what you have given,
“Knock with it on livelihood's door-rings, and earn.”
Rather strike at fate’s throat, and earnings risks,
مَنْwhoever خابَfailed عندَكwith you لمwas not يُسْعَدْmade fortunate بفائدةٍby a benefit
مَنْ خابَ عندَك لم يُسْعَدْ بفائدةٍ
ومنand whoever تعدّاكَpassed you by لمdid not يَظْفَرْwin بمُطَّلَبِa desired prize
ومن تعدّاكَ لم يَظْفَرْ بمُطَّلَبِ
Whoever fails with you is blessed with no benefit,
Whoever loses favor with you tastes no benefit,
and whoever passes you by wins none of what he seeks.
And whoever surpasses you grasps no wish,
إنْif كانwere مثليone like me لاnot تُرضىapproved خلائقُهhis traits
إنْ كان مثلي لا تُرضى خلائقُه
يَسومُcompels مِثلكَone like you أنْto ترضاهُapprove him بالغَلَبِby force
يَسومُ مِثلكَ أنْ ترضاهُ بالغَلَبِ
If one like me, whose character finds no approval,
If one such as I does not please your nature,
presses one like you to approve him by force,
It befits you to please him out of duty’s twist,
فهلthen can تُطيقُyou manage سُداthe warp of فعلٍa deed بِلاwithout عجبٍwonder
فهل تُطيقُ سُدا فعلٍ بِلا عجبٍ
وفعلُand the deed of مثلِكَone like you لاnot يخلْوis devoid منof العَجبِwonder
وفعلُ مثلِكَ لا يخلْو من العَجبِ
can you manage a deed's fabric without wonder,
Can you perform a deed devoid of pride?
while the deed of one like you is never free of wonder?
Yet all your deeds cannot be pride’s antithesis,
بلْrather أينَwhere مثلُكَyour equal كانتit was هفوةٌa slip سَبَقَتْthat escaped
بلْ أينَ مثلُكَ كانت هفوةٌ سَبَقَتْ
هيهاتَfar from it لاdo not تُعْطِنيgive me شيئاًanything ولاand do not تهَبِbestow
هيهاتَ لا تُعْطِني شيئاً ولا تهَبِ
Rather, where is your equal? That was a slip that escaped me.
Where did your equal err, that lapse preceded?
Far from it! Give me nothing, bestow nothing!
Nay, grant me nothing, neither gift nor bequest,
أنتَyou الذيthe one who تُنسَبُis ascribed الدُنْياthe world وعالمُهاand its inhabitants
أنتَ الذي تُنسَبُ الدُنْيا وعالمُها
إلىto عُلاهhis exaltedness ولاand not يُعْزىhe is ascribed إلىto نسَبِa lineage
إلى عُلاه ولا يُعْزى إلى نسَبِ
You are he: the world and its inhabitants are ascribed
You are one the world and all in it
to his exaltedness, though he is ascribed to no lineage.
Are ascribed to, none trace their lineage crisscrossed,
حاشاكَfar be it from you أنْthat تدّعيكَclaim you العُربُthe Arabs واحدَهاas one of them
حاشاكَ أنْ تدّعيكَ العُربُ واحدَها
ياO مَنthe one whose ثَرىthe dust of قدمَيهِhis feet طينةُthe clay of العربِthe Arabs
يا مَن ثَرى قدمَيهِ طينةُ العربِ
Far be it from you that the Arabs should claim you as one of them,
You disdain to be claimed by the Arabs any one,
O you, the dust beneath whose feet is the Arabs' clay.
O one whose feet are kneaded from Arab soil midst,
فإنْso if يكنْthere is لكَfor you وجهٌa face مثلَlike أوْجُهِهمtheir faces
فإنْ يكنْ لكَ وجهٌ مثلَ أوْجُهِهم
عندupon العيانِseeing فإنّthen indeed الصُفرَbrass كالذّهبِlike gold
عند العيانِ فإنّ الصُفرَ كالذّهبِ
If you have a face resembling theirs
If you have a face like theirs in their eyes,
to the eye, brass too resembles gold.
To the seer, yellow is like gold in its glint,
وإنْand if يكنْthere is لكَfor you نُطقٌspeech مثلُlike نطقِهِمُtheir speech
وإنْ يكنْ لكَ نُطقٌ مثلُ نطقِهِمُ
فليسthen ... not مثلُan equal to كلامِthe speech of اللهِGod فيin الكُتبِthe books
فليس مثلُ كلامِ اللهِ في الكُتبِ
And if your speech resembles theirs,
If you have a tongue like theirs in their ears,
there is no equal to God's speech in the books.
God’s speech in holy books has no equivalent,
فدتْmay they ransom ثَراكَyour dust مُلوكٌkings لوif هَمَمْتَyou set your mind بهِمْagainst them
فدتْ ثَراكَ مُلوكٌ لو هَمَمْتَ بهِمْ
دارتْwould revolve جَماجمُهمtheir skulls للشَّربِfor drinking كالعُلَبِlike bowls
دارتْ جَماجمُهم للشَّربِ كالعُلَبِ
May kings be ransom for your dust; if you turned against them,
Kings would give their lives for you if you wished,
their skulls would be passed around for drinking like bowls.
Their skulls would spin for drink like rounded flasks glint,
لاnot مالُهمtheir wealth باتَspent the night محزوناًgrieving لسائلِهمfor their petitioner
لا مالُهم باتَ محزوناً لسائلِهم
ولاnor دِماؤهُمtheir blood تَشْفىcures منof الكَلَبِrabies
ولا دِماؤهُم تَشْفى من الكَلَبِ
Their wealth does not spend the night grieving for their petitioner,
Their wealth does not rest if asked by their seekers,
nor does their blood cure rabies.
Nor does their blood quench, however minked,
أولادَO sons of تَغلِبَTaghlib حلَّloosened الموتُDeath حُبوتَهُhis knee-binding cloth
أولادَ تَغلِبَ حلَّ الموتُ حُبوتَهُ
فيin دارِناour house ودَعاand called بالويلِfor woe والحَرَبِand destitution
في دارِنا ودَعا بالويلِ والحَرَبِ
O sons of Taghlib, Death has loosened the cloth binding his knees
Sons of Taghlib, death robbed their youth,
in our house, and called for woe and destitution.
So they called out in our home, with woe and dins,
هَبواgrant لناto us طَرَفاًa portion منof عمرthe lifespan of جاهِكمُyour prestige
هَبوا لنا طَرَفاً من عمر جاهِكمُ
يفنىwill perish بهwith it غابرُthe remainder of الأيامِdays والحِقَبِand ages
يفنى به غابرُ الأيامِ والحِقَبِ
Grant us a portion of the lifespan of your prestige,
Grant us from your lifetime’s pride but a moment,
with which the remaining days and ages will pass away.
To live what of our days and eras has dimmed,
فإنّfor indeed جاهَكُمyour prestige يُعطىis accorded منof الحسَبِhonor
فإنّ جاهَكُم يُعطى من الحسَبِ
ماwhat ليسَnot تُعطىare accorded عطاياكُمyour gifts منin الحَسَبِreckoning
ما ليسَ تُعطى عطاياكُم من الحَسَبِ
For your prestige is given a measure of honor
For your glory gives, out of lineage’s merit,
that your gifts are not given in the reckoning.
What your gifts do not, out of same lineage’s glint,
ركبٌriders أمالواbent خِباءَthe tent of الليلِnight نحْوَكُمُtoward you
ركبٌ أمالوا خِباءَ الليلِ نحْوَكُمُ
حتىuntil تقوضَit collapsed بالأعمادِwith the poles والطُّنبِand guy ropes
حتى تقوضَ بالأعمادِ والطُّنبِ
Riders bent the tent of night toward you
A band camped out the night’s tents towards you,
until it collapsed, poles and guy ropes together.
Till propped by pegs and poles distinct,
أبوهُمُtheir father الهمُcare والبيداُand the desert أمُّهُمtheir mother
أبوهُمُ الهمُ والبيداُ أمُّهُم
وماand what لهمthey possess ذملانُthe trotting of الأينقthe she-camels الشُّسُبِgaunt
وما لهم ذملانُ الأينق الشُّسُبِ
Their father is care, and the desert their mother;
Their father is anxiety, and worry their mother,
what they possess is the trotting of gaunt she-camels.
No kin to them but the slender sand grouse glint,
لاnot يبتغونthey seek إلىto معروفِكمyour kindness سَبباًa means
لا يبتغون إلى معروفِكم سَبباً
إلاّexcept عطاياكُمyour gifts الراجيthe hopeful seeker لِلاfor no سببِmeans
إلاّ عطاياكُم الراجي لِلا سببِ
They seek no means to your kindness
They seek no reason for your favors but
except your gifts to the hopeful seeker without a means.
Your unsolicited gifts that needs no link,
إنّindeed التغربَliving far from home شخصٌa person ليسnot يألَفُهbefriends him
إنّ التغربَ شخصٌ ليس يألَفُه
إلاّexcept فتىًa youth كَلِفٌenamored بالهمّof care والنَّصَبِand toil
إلاّ فتىً كَلِفٌ بالهمّ والنَّصَبِ
Exile is a person whom none befriends
Roaming is an alien persona, befriended,
except a youth enamored of care and toil.
Only by one tasked with worry and the jinx,
لاdo not تَحْسُدَنّever envy غريباًa stranger أنْbecause يُقالَit is said لهُto him
لا تَحْسُدَنّ غريباً أنْ يُقالَ لهُ
ماwhat تحملُbears الأرضُthe earth معwith نَبعٍnabʿ trees ومنand of غَرَبِwillows
ما تحملُ الأرضُ مع نَبعٍ ومن غَرَبِ
Do not envy a stranger because he is told
Envy no foreigner for being told,
what the earth bears, including nabʿ trees and willows.
Earth bears none like an outcast with a glint,
فلستُfor I do not عندat غروبِthe setting of الشمسِthe sun أرحمُهاpity her
فلستُ عند غروبِ الشمسِ أرحمُها
إلاexcept لرحمةِbecause of the pity of قَلبيmy heart كلَّevery مُغتَرِبِexile
إلا لرحمةِ قَلبي كلَّ مُغتَرِبِ
For at the sun's setting I do not pity her
I pity all expatriates at sunset,
except because my heart pities every exile.
Except for my heart’s mercy for each distinct expatriate tinge.
Sol 6.1