أَفيis it in نَجدٍNajd تُحاوِرُكَconverses with you القَبولُthe east wind
أَفي نَجدٍ تُحاوِرُكَ القَبولُ
أَظُنُّI think الرّيحَthe wind تَفهَمُunderstands ماwhat تَقولُyou say
أَظُنُّ الرّيحَ تَفهَمُ ما تَقولُ
Is it in Najd that the east wind converses with you?
In Najd, does acceptance converse with you?
I think the wind understands what you say.
I think the wind understands what you say
تَغَنَّتit sang فيin رِحالِthe saddles الرَّكبِthe caravan حَتّىuntil
تَغَنَّت في رِحالِ الرَّكبِ حَتّى
تَشابَهَتِbecame alike الذَّوائِبُthe tresses وَالذُّبولُand the slender spears
تَشابَهَتِ الذَّوائِبُ وَالذُّبولُ
It sang among the caravan's saddles until
It sang in the travelers' bags until
tresses and slender spears became alike.
The humps and the hobbled camels were alike
صَحِبناwe accompanied فيin دِيارِكُمُyour dwellings صَباهاtheir east breeze
صَحِبنا في دِيارِكُمُ صَباها
تَناوَبهاvisited it in turn التَّنَفُّسُsighing وَالنُّحولُand wasting
تَناوَبها التَّنَفُّسُ وَالنُّحولُ
In your dwellings we kept company with their east breeze;
Our youth in your lands passed their time
sighing and wasting visited it in turn.
Taking turns feeble and wasting away
وَأَمطَرناand we poured down سَحابَclouds الدَّمعِtears حَتّىuntil
وَأَمطَرنا سَحابَ الدَّمعِ حَتّى
حَسِبناwe thought أَنَّهُthat it was مُهَجٌlifeblood تَسيلُflows
حَسِبنا أَنَّهُ مُهَجٌ تَسيلُ
And we poured down clouds of tears until
And we rained tears of sorrow until
we thought it was lifeblood flowing.
We thought it was pouring rain
وَعُجناand we turned aside ذاهِلينَbewildered فَماso not عَلِمناwe knew
وَعُجنا ذاهِلينَ فَما عَلِمنا
أَنَحنُis it we السّائِلونَthe questioners أَمِor الطُّلولُthe ruins
أَنَحنُ السّائِلونَ أَمِ الطُّلولُ
And we turned aside, bewildered, and could not tell
And we lingered in ignorance, not knowing
whether we were the questioners or the ruins.
Were we the askers or the shirkers?
وَأَعدَيناand we infected بِذِكرِكُمُwith remembrance of you الخُزامىthe lavender
وَأَعدَينا بِذِكرِكُمُ الخُزامى
فَمالَso it swayed مَعَwith النَّسيمِthe breeze كَماjust as يَميلُit sways
فَمالَ مَعَ النَّسيمِ كَما يَميلُ
And with remembrance of you we infected the lavender,
And in mentioning you we stirred up longing
so it swayed with the breeze in like fashion.
Which leaned with the breeze as it sways
وَفيand among الأَظعانِthe departing litters لَيِّنَةُsupple الثَّنِيِّthe waist
وَفي الأَظعانِ لَيِّنَةُ الثَّنِيِّ
عَصِيُّunyielding الرِّدفِthe rump مانِعَةٌwithholding بَذولُlavish
عَصِيُّ الرِّدفِ مانِعَةٌ بَذولُ
And among the departing litters is a woman supple of waist,
In the she-camels are the soft, bending saddles
unyielding of rump, withholding yet lavish.
The short ropes holding them back from departure
سَأَلناهاwe asked her تُحَيِّيناto greet us فَضَنَّتbut she withheld
سَأَلناها تُحَيِّينا فَضَنَّت
وَذَلِكَand that لَوif تَجودُshe were generous بِهِwith it جَزيلُample
وَذَلِكَ لَو تَجودُ بِهِ جَزيلُ
We asked her to greet us, but she withheld it;
We asked them to greet us, but they were stingy
and that, if she bestowed it, would be a great gift.
Though it would be little, if they were generous
سَقَتit watered أَرضَthe land السَّوِيَّةِal-Sawiyya وَالغَواديand the morning rains
سَقَت أَرضَ السَّوِيَّةِ وَالغَوادي
تَهاداهاexchanged them as gifts الأَباطِحُthe gravelly valleys وَالسُّهولُand the plains
تَهاداها الأَباطِحُ وَالسُّهولُ
The land of al-Sawiyya was watered—while the morning rains
They quenched the thirst of al-Suwayyah and al-Ghadah
were passed as gifts between gravelly valleys and plains—
As the smooth plains and valleys sprawled out
يَمانِيَةٌa Yemeni cloud تُصَفِّقُهاbuffets it النَّعامىthe south wind
يَمانِيَةٌ تُصَفِّقُها النَّعامى
إِذاwhen خَطَرَتit swayed وَتَلحَقُهاand follows it القَبولُthe east wind
إِذا خَطَرَت وَتَلحَقُها القَبولُ
by a Yemeni cloud that the south wind buffets
A she-camel of Yemen, slapped by ostriches
when it sways, and that the east wind follows.
When she struts, and chased by the bull camels
كَأَنَّas though يَدَthe hand المُعِزِّal-Mu'izz حَنَتbent tenderly عَلَيهاover it
كَأَنَّ يَدَ المُعِزِّ حَنَت عَلَيها
مَخافَةَfor fear أَنthat تَضُرَّmight cause harm بِهاto it السُّيولُthe floods
مَخافَةَ أَن تَضُرَّ بِها السُّيولُ
As though al-Mu'izz's hand had bent tenderly over it,
As if the goat herder's hand caressed her
for fear that floods might harm it.
Fearing the floods would harm her
شَفىcured مَرَضَthe sickness العَواصِمِal-Awasim عامِرِيٌّan Amiri
شَفى مَرَضَ العَواصِمِ عامِرِيٌّ
تَنمُّreveals عَلىconcerning خَلائِقِهِhis character الشَّمولُwine
تَنمُّ عَلى خَلائِقِهِ الشَّمولُ
An Amiri cured al-Awasim's sickness;
'Amir tended the sickness of the cities until
wine reveals his character.
Health spread throughout his dominion
جَلاhe scoured away صَدأَthe rust القَذىfilth عَنهاfrom it وَصَحَّتand it recovered
جَلا صَدأَ القَذى عَنها وَصَحَّت
فَلَيسَso there is not سِوىexcept النَّسيمِthe breeze بِهاin it عَليلُailing
فَلَيسَ سِوى النَّسيمِ بِها عَليلُ
He scoured the rust of filth from it, and it recovered;
He removed the rust of malady from them, and they recovered
so nothing there is ailing but the breeze.
So that nothing there is sick except the breeze
وَآمَنَand he secured سِربهاits flock مِنfrom كُلِّevery خَطبٍcalamity
وَآمَنَ سِربها مِن كُلِّ خَطبٍ
فَأمُّso the mother النّائِباتِthe calamities بِهاin it ثُكولُbereaved of children
فَأمُّ النّائِباتِ بِها ثُكولُ
And he secured its flock from every calamity,
And their flock is safe from every misfortune
so the mother of calamities there is bereaved.
As their patron resolves every complaint
كَريمٌgenerous يَستُرُhe conceals المَعروفَkindness حَتّىso that
كَريمٌ يَستُرُ المَعروفَ حَتّى
كَأَنَّas though كَثيرَmuch ماwhat يُعطيhe gives قَليلُlittle
كَأَنَّ كَثيرَ ما يُعطي قَليلُ
A generous man who conceals his kindness, so that
Noble, concealing favors as though
the great abundance he gives seems little.
His many gifts were but paltry
تَغيرُraid عَلىagainst سوابِقِهِhis swift steeds الفَيافيthe deserts
تَغيرُ عَلى سوابِقِهِ الفَيافي
وَتَضرِبُand strike فيinto صَوارِمِهِhis keen swords الفُلولُthe nicks
وَتَضرِبُ في صَوارِمِهِ الفُلولُ
The deserts raid his swift steeds,
His cavalry gallop into the midst of enemies
and nicks strike his keen swords.
And the tips of their spears serve as guides
تَزورُvisit جِيادُهُhis steeds أَرضَthe land الأَعاديthe enemies
تَزورُ جِيادُهُ أَرضَ الأَعادي
وَأَطرافُand the points الرِّماحِthe spears لَهاfor them دَليلُa guide
وَأَطرافُ الرِّماحِ لَها دَليلُ
His steeds visit the land of enemies,
They came out from al-Jazirah at daybreak
with the spearpoints as their guide.
As the hills and valleys called them
طَلَعنَthey emerged مِنَfrom الجَزيرَةِal-Jazira فيin هَناتٍaffairs
طَلَعنَ مِنَ الجَزيرَةِ في هَناتٍ
تَقاضاهاdemanded them الطَّوائِلُblood feuds وَالدُّخولُand treachery
تَقاضاها الطَّوائِلُ وَالدُّخولُ
They emerged from al-Jazira on undertakings
They raided the enemies' strongholds until
demanded by blood feuds and treachery.
The armies and cavalry took warning
وَجُبنَand they traversed مَعاقِلَthe strongholds الأَعداءِthe enemies حَتّىuntil
وَجُبنَ مَعاقِلَ الأَعداءِ حَتّى
تَناذَرَتِwarned one another الرَّكائِبُthe riding camels وَالخُيولُand the horses
تَناذَرَتِ الرَّكائِبُ وَالخُيولُ
And they traversed the enemy's strongholds until
If their neighing deceived them, they would say
riding camels and horses warned one another.
"The ostriches took flight from the footmen"
إِذاwhen خَدَعَتهُمُthey deceived them بِالنَّقعِwith dust قالواthey said
إِذا خَدَعَتهُمُ بِالنَّقعِ قالوا
نَعامُostriches الدَّوِّthe wasteland أَفزَعَهاfrightened them الرَّعيلُthe troop
نَعامُ الدَّوِّ أَفزَعَها الرَّعيلُ
When the steeds deceived them with dust, they said:
And if the spurrings warned them of an attack
“Desert ostriches, frightened by a troop.”
And the glistening spearpoints rose up
وَإِنand if صَدَقَتهُمُtold them truly الخُرصانُthe lanceheads عَنهاabout them
وَإِن صَدَقَتهُمُ الخُرصانُ عَنها
وَلاحَتand appeared فيamid عَجاجَتِهاtheir dust-cloud النُّصولُthe spearheads
وَلاحَت في عَجاجَتِها النُّصولُ
And if the lanceheads told them truly of the steeds,
Escape saved them from the highlands
and spearheads gleamed amid their swirling dust,
And the lowly may be saved from fate
أَجارَهُمُgave them refuge الفِرارُflight مِنَfrom العَواليthe tall lances
أَجارَهُمُ الفِرارُ مِنَ العَوالي
وَقَدand sometimes يَنجوescapes مِنَfrom القَدَرِfate الذَّليلُthe abject
وَقَد يَنجو مِنَ القَدَرِ الذَّليلُ
flight granted them refuge from the tall lances—
They took refuge in the cliffs with ravines
and sometimes the abject escape fate.
Where only the lazy hyena prowls
وَحَلّواand they settled بِالسَّماوَةِin al-Samawa فيin شِعابٍravines
وَحَلّوا بِالسَّماوَةِ في شِعابٍ
يُذَمُّis reproached لَهاfor them مِنَfrom الطَّلَبِpursuit الخُمولُindolence
يُذَمُّ لَها مِنَ الطَّلَبِ الخُمولُ
And they settled in al-Samawa, in ravines
They grazed there on brush, which was adorned
where slackness in pursuit deserves reproach.
By the threshing floors and wandering livestock
رَعواthey grazed فيهاin them الهَشيمَdry herbage وَقَدwhile already تَباهَتboasted
رَعوا فيها الهَشيمَ وَقَد تَباهَت
بِزينَتِهاwith their adornment المَخازِمُthe mountain passes وَالهُجولُand the broad valleys
بِزينَتِها المَخازِمُ وَالهُجولُ
They grazed there on dry herbage, while
When the brave heroes went out secure
the mountain passes and broad valleys flaunted their adornment.
And their encampments were emptied of tents
إِذاwhen سَرَحَتwent out to graze قِلاصُthe young she-camels الحَيِّthe tribe أَمناًin safety
إِذا سَرَحَت قِلاصُ الحَيِّ أَمناً
وَسارَتand departed عَنfrom مَنازِلهاtheir dwellings الحُمولُthe laden camels
وَسارَت عَن مَنازِلها الحُمولُ
When the tribe's young she-camels went out to graze safely,
They lodged the prisoners of war, who were comforted
and the laden camels left their camping grounds,
By their mounts and the harnesses' jingling
ثَوَواthey remained أَسرىcaptives الخِدارِtorpor وَقَدwhile already أَريحَتwere rested
ثَوَوا أَسرى الخِدارِ وَقَد أَريحَت
مَطِيُّهُمُtheir mounts وَسالَمهاand made peace with them الذَّميلُthe quick trot
مَطِيُّهُمُ وَسالَمها الذَّميلُ
they remained captives of torpor, while
Seekers whom no mishap could startle
their mounts were rested, spared the quick trot.
With determination no refusal could shake
طِلابٌa pursuit لاnot يُرَوِّعُهُfrightens it عِثارٌa stumble
طِلابٌ لا يُرَوِّعُهُ عِثارٌ
وَعَزمٌand resolve لاnot يُنَفِّرُهُdrives it away نُكولُretreat
وَعَزمٌ لا يُنَفِّرُهُ نُكولُ
A pursuit undaunted by stumbling,
A kingdom which the torrents of valleys fortified
and a resolve not driven back by retreat,
Realms pass away, but it does not pass
وَمُلكٌand a kingdom شادَهَbuilt it ظَعنُthe march الهَواديthe vanguard
وَمُلكٌ شادَهَ ظَعنُ الهَوادي
تَزولُvanish الرّاسِياتُthe rooted mountains وَلاand not يَزولُit vanishes
تَزولُ الرّاسِياتُ وَلا يَزولُ
and a kingdom raised by the vanguard's march:
A heroic man preserved it from the trickery of nights
the rooted mountains pass away, but it does not.
As exalted as what he guards is worth
حَماهُhe protected it مِنfrom مُخاتَلَةِthe treachery اللَّياليthe nights
حَماهُ مِن مُخاتَلَةِ اللَّيالي
فَتىًa youth مِثلُlike المُرادِwhat is hoped for بِهِthrough him جَليلُexalted
فَتىً مِثلُ المُرادِ بِهِ جَليلُ
It is protected from the nights' treachery
The summits of the highlands dread his might
by a youth as exalted as the hopes placed in him.
For the awe of him makes them quake
تُحاذِرُfear بَأسَهُhis might سُمرُbrown العَواليthe tall lances
تُحاذِرُ بَأسَهُ سُمرُ العَوالي
فَفيهاso in them مِنfrom مَهابَتِهِawe of him ذُبولُwithering
فَفيها مِن مَهابَتِهِ ذُبولُ
Brown, tall lances fear his might,
In the darkness of the plains, his might brings out
and awe of him has made them wither.
Stars that set in the predawn glow
وَيُطلِعُand he raises فيin ظَلامِthe darkness النَّقعِthe dust مِنهاfrom them
وَيُطلِعُ في ظَلامِ النَّقعِ مِنها
نُجوماًstars فيin النُّحورِthe throats لَهاfor them أفولُa setting
نُجوماً في النُّحورِ لَها أفولُ
And from them, in the darkness of dust, he raises
The clouds pass by it fearful
stars whose setting is in throats.
With no thoughts of rest in its expanse
مِنَof القَومِthe people الَّذينَwho لَهُمthey have أَكُفٌّhands
مِنَ القَومِ الَّذينَ لَهُم أَكُفٌّ
يُبادِرُهاhasten toward them فَتَنجابُthen disperse المُحولُthe droughts
يُبادِرُها فَتَنجابُ المُحولُ
He is of a people whose hands
They established in its gloomy valleys
droughts hasten toward, then disappear.
A beacon so no path goes astray
كُهولُهُمtheir mature men إِذاwhen غَضِبواthey grow angry شَبابٌyouths
كُهولُهُم إِذا غَضِبوا شَبابٌ
وَمُردُهُمand their beardless youths إِذاwhen حَلِمواthey show forbearance كُهولُmature men
وَمُردُهُم إِذا حَلِموا كُهولُ
Their mature men are youths when angry,
Beware, for Haleeb has ferocious lions
and their beardless youths are mature men when forbearing.
And the tips of their spears have venom
إِذاwhen راعَتfrighten سُيوفُهُمُtheir swords المَطاياthe riding beasts
إِذا راعَت سُيوفُهُمُ المَطايا
تَمَنَّتthey wished أَنَّthat مالِكَهاtheir owner بَخيلُmiserly
تَمَنَّت أَنَّ مالِكَها بَخيلُ
When their swords frighten the riding beasts,
From Damascus' interior to Dumayl
the beasts wish their owner were miserly.
Are pastures with elongated thorns
غَدَتthey became غُرَراًwhite blazes عَلىon هامِthe heads الأَعاديthe enemies
غَدَت غُرَراً عَلى هامِ الأَعادي
وهُزَّand were brandished عَلىover مَناسِمِهاtheir padded feet حُجولُanklets
وهُزَّ عَلى مَناسِمِها حُجولُ
The swords become white blazes on the enemies' heads,
Around it, for the people of Kilaab
and anklets are swung above the camels' padded feet.
Homes are built with no host inside
وَقَفرٌand a wasteland قُيّدَتwere fettered فيهِin it الدَّياجيthe dark nights
وَقَفرٌ قُيّدَت فيهِ الدَّياجي
فَماso not لِخِضابِهاfor their dye عَنهُfrom it نُصولُfading
فَما لِخِضابِها عَنهُ نُصولُ
And a wasteland where the dark nights were fettered,
Its valleys flow with the dew of wild thyme
so their dye never fades from it.
To which they have no path back to dry fodder
تَسَتَّرhid itself فيهِin it ضَوءthe light الصُّبحِdawn خَوفاًin fear
تَسَتَّر فيهِ ضَوء الصُّبحِ خَوفاً
فَنَمَّthen betrayed بِسِرِّهِits secret السَّيفُthe sword الصَّقيلُpolished
فَنَمَّ بِسِرِّهِ السَّيفُ الصَّقيلُ
Dawn's light hid there in fear,
It cloaked their crime when patience was lost
but the polished sword betrayed its secret.
And their minds strayed from guidance
تَمُرُّpass بِهِover it السَّحائِبُthe clouds خائِفاتٍfearful
تَمُرُّ بِهِ السَّحائِبُ خائِفاتٍ
فَلَيسَso there is not لَهاfor them بِساحَتِهِin its expanse هُمولُrainfall
فَلَيسَ لَها بِساحَتِهِ هُمولُ
Clouds pass over it in fear,
Its people, when wrathful, are youthful lions
and shed no rain in its expanse.
Yet when forbearing, aged men
أَقامواthey erected فيin غَياهِبِهِits deepest darkness العَواليthe tall lances
أَقاموا في غَياهِبِهِ العَوالي
مَناراًa beacon ماnot يَضِلُّgoes astray بِهِby it سَبيلُa path
مَناراً ما يَضِلُّ بِهِ سَبيلُ
They set tall lances in its deepest darkness
When their swords terrify the mounts
as a beacon by which no path goes astray.
Those mounts wish their owners were stingy
حَذارِbeware فَإِنَّfor indeed فيin حَلَبٍAleppo لُيوثاًlions
حَذارِ فَإِنَّ في حَلَبٍ لُيوثاً
وَآجامُand the thickets الرِّماحِthe spears لَهُنَّfor them غيلُa lair
وَآجامُ الرِّماحِ لَهُنَّ غيلُ
Beware, for in Aleppo there are lions,
They became embers upon the enemies' skulls
and thickets of spears are their lairs.
And their skulls were knocked by the clubs
وَمِنand from بَطنِthe heart الشآمal-Sham إِلىto دُجَيلٍDujayl
وَمِن بَطنِ الشآم إِلى دُجَيلٍ
مَراتِعُpastures نَبتُهاtheir growth الأَسَلُthe spears الطَّويلُlong
مَراتِعُ نَبتُها الأَسَلُ الطَّويلُ
And from the heart of al-Sham to Dujayl
A rugged land where the steeds were tethered
are pastures whose growth is long spears.
So that their dye could not escape
يُشَيَّدُare raised دونَهاbefore them لِبَنيfor the sons of كِلابٍKilab
يُشَيَّدُ دونَها لِبَني كِلابٍ
بُيوتhouses ماnot يُضامُis wronged لَهاfor them نَزيلُa guest
بُيوت ما يُضامُ لَها نَزيلُ
Before them, for Banu Kilab, are raised
The light of dawn hid there in fear
houses where no guest is wronged.
So the sharp sword slept with its secret
تَسيلُflow شِعابُهاtheir ravines بِنَدىwith the bounty ثِمالٍThimal
تَسيلُ شِعابُها بِنَدى ثِمالٍ
فَلَيسَso there is no لَهاfor them إِلىtoward كَلأpasture رَحيلُdeparture
فَلَيسَ لَها إِلى كَلأ رَحيلُ
Their ravines flow with Thimal's bounty,
The clouds pass by it fearful
so they need not travel in search of pasture.
With no thoughts of rest in its expanse
تَغَمَّدَforgive جُرمَهاits offense إِنif طاحَfails حِلمٌforbearance
تَغَمَّدَ جُرمَها إِن طاحَ حِلمٌ
وَضَلَّتand strayed عَنfrom هِدايَتِهاits guidance عُقولُminds
وَضَلَّت عَن هِدايَتِها عُقولُ
Forgive its offense if forbearance should fail
They made their abode in its gloomy valleys
and minds stray from its guidance.
A beacon so no path goes astray
وَصُنهاand preserve it فَهيَfor it is فيin يُمناكَyour right hand عَضبٌa keen sword
وَصُنها فَهيَ في يُمناكَ عَضبٌ
يُزينُكَadorns you حَملُهُbearing it وَبِهِand with it تَصولُyou attack
يُزينُكَ حَملُهُ وَبِهِ تَصولُ
And preserve it: in your right hand it is a keen sword,
So guard them, for in your wrath is a lion
whose bearing adorns you, and with which you attack.
Bearing it adorns you, and with it you pounce
فَدونَكَthen take it عاجَلَتit hastened to meet وَخزَthe prick العَواليthe tall lances
فَدونَكَ عاجَلَت وَخزَ العَوالي
كَأَنَّas though الرُّمحَthe spear يَطعَنُهُstabs it التَّليلُthe neck
كَأَنَّ الرُّمحَ يَطعَنُهُ التَّليلُ
Then take it: it has hastened to meet the prick of tall lances,
Before you the highlands were humbled and wounded
as though the neck were stabbing the spear.
As if the spear's point strikes one despised
وَتَحتَand beneath لِوائِكُمyour banner صَعبٌa stubborn mount أَباءdefiant
وَتَحتَ لِوائِكُم صَعبٌ أَباء
فَلَمso not يَركَبwas ridden لَهاfor it ظَهرٌa back ذَلولُdocile
فَلَم يَركَب لَها ظَهرٌ ذَلولُ
And beneath your banner is a stubborn, defiant mount,
Under your banner are the unyielding people
so no docile back has ever been ridden for it.
Upon whose backs no weakling rode
أَرىI see إِبليmy camels شَوارِعَapproaching منbecause of قُنوعيmy pleading
أَرى إِبلي شَوارِعَ من قُنوعي
مَوارِدَwatering places ماnot يُبَلُّis quenched بِهاat them غَليلُburning thirst
مَوارِدَ ما يُبَلُّ بِها غَليلُ
I see my camels, driven by my pleading, approaching
I see my camels roaming freely in Qunu'
watering places where no burning thirst is quenched.
Drinking where no discomfort leaves a sickness
وَلَمand not تَعرِفhave known لِمُصعَبِهاfor their unbroken one قُيودٌfetters
وَلَم تَعرِف لِمُصعَبِها قُيودٌ
وَلَمand not يَملِكheld sway لِشارِدِهاover their straying one جَديلُa braided rein
وَلَم يَملِك لِشارِدِها جَديلُ
And no fetters have known their unbroken one,
They know no harnesses restraining them
nor has a braided rein mastered their straying one.
Nor a rope capturing the strays among them
وَآماليand my hopes مُطرحَةٌcast aside بِطاءslow
وَآمالي مُطرحَةٌ بِطاء
يُنازِعُcontends دونَهاbefore them قَدَرٌfate مَطولُever-delaying
يُنازِعُ دونَها قَدَرٌ مَطولُ
And my hopes lie cast aside, slow-moving;
My hopes lie ruined by misfortune
an ever-delaying fate contends in their path.
As fate contends with them for long
أعيذُI seek to protect نَميرَthe sweet water وُدِّكَyour affection مِنfrom أَواميmy burning thirst
أعيذُ نَميرَ وُدِّكَ مِن أَوامي
وَقَدand already أَودىhas brought ruin بِجِمَّتِهِupon its abundant pool النُّهولُdrinking
وَقَد أَودى بِجِمَّتِهِ النُّهولُ
I seek to shield your affection's sweet water from my thirst,
I seek refuge for your affection from ruin
though drinking has drained its abundant pool.
Which has destroyed communities of people
فَهَلso would يَرضىapprove لَكَfor you الكَرَمُgenerosity اطِّراحيcasting me aside
فَهَل يَرضى لَكَ الكَرَمُ اطِّراحي
وَلَوeven if أَنّيthat I لجودِكُمُof your bounty عَذولُa critic
وَلَو أَنّي لجودِكُمُ عَذولُ
Would generosity, then, approve your casting me aside,
Can your generosity be pleased with my humiliation
even if I were a critic of your bounty?
When I am, for your open-handedness, miserly?
فَماfor not يَسموrises الزَّمانُtime إِلىto قِراعيcombat with me
فَما يَسمو الزَّمانُ إِلى قِراعي
وَظِلُّand the shade جَنابِكُمyour presence أَبَداًforever ظَليلُsheltering
وَظِلُّ جَنابِكُم أَبَداً ظَليلُ
For time cannot rise to challenge me,
No era rises to my battle
while the shade of your presence is forever sheltering.
And the shade of your side is forever shady
وَلاand not تَسطوassails عَلَيِّupon me يَدُthe hand اللَّياليthe nights
وَلا تَسطو عَلَيِّ يَدُ اللَّيالي
وَظَنّيand my expectation فيregarding رَجائِكُمُhope in you جَميلُfavorable
وَظَنّي في رَجائِكُمُ جَميلُ
Nor does the hand of nights assail me,
Let not the nights gain power over me
and I trust my hopes in you are well placed.
For my hopes in you are beautiful
Sol 6.1