جهبذa discerning master قولspeech وفارسand a knight ندسkeen-witted
جهبذ قول وفارس ندس
يمضيhe urges onward علىalong القصدthe straight course كلّevery مركوبmount
يمضي على القصد كلّ مركوب
A master of speech and a discerning knight,
A horseman of truth and a knight of loyalty,
he urges every mount along a straight course.
He rides with purpose, every mount,
تُرهِبُterrifies فيin كفّهhis palm يراعتهhis reed pen
تُرهِبُ في كفّه يراعته
كلّevery أصمّsolid الكعوبthe joints مرهوبdreaded
كلّ أصمّ الكعوب مرهوب
His reed pen, held in his palm, terrifies
In his grasp, he cowers,
every dreaded lance with solid joints.
Every deaf brute, terrified,
دعleave قضبlances الخطal-Khatt للذيto that which حملتyou wielded
دع قضب الخط للذي حملت
منof قصبreeds الخطwriting فيin التّجاريبtrials
من قصب الخط في التّجاريب
Leave al-Khatt's lances to what you wielded
Let the staff of line belong to whom bore
of writing reeds in trials.
From line's staff in trials,
يعتقلhe takes captive الرجحthe men of sound judgment فيin النديّthe assembly وماand not
يعتقل الرجح في النديّ وما
فيin كفّهhis palm منهof it غيرother than أنبوبa hollow tube
في كفّه منه غير أنبوب
He takes the wise captive in the assembly, though
Justice is captured in friendship, nothing in his grasp,
his palm holds nothing of it but a hollow tube.
Except a hollow tube,
بانdeparted عنfrom الصدقtruth والوفاءand loyalty أخa brother
بان عن الصدق والوفاء أخ
ليسis not أخوa brother in صدقهhis sincerity بمكذوبlied to
ليس أخو صدقه بمكذوب
Truth and loyalty have lost a brother;
A brother of sincerity and loyalty emerged,
no brother in his sincere friendship was ever lied to.
No brother of his loyalty is a liar,
ياO نجلson of يعقوبJacob كلevery ذيone possessing جلدfortitude
يا نجل يعقوب كل ذي جلد
عليكover you فيin مثلthe like of حزنgrief يعقوبJacob
عليك في مثل حزن يعقوب
O son of Jacob, everyone of fortitude
O son of Jacob, every thick-skinned one,
grieves for you with grief like Jacob's.
Is upon you in grief like Jacob's,
ليسis not بلاءthe affliction النّفوسof souls محتملاًbearable
ليس بلاء النّفوس محتملاً
فيكover you ولاnor المبتلىthe afflicted one كأيّوبlike Job
فيك ولا المبتلى كأيّوب
The affliction of souls cannot be borne
The afflictions of souls cannot be endured,
in losing you, nor is the sufferer like Job.
In you, nor the distressed like Job,
أغمدتI sheathed دمعيmy tears عليكover you معترفاًacknowledging
أغمدت دمعي عليك معترفاً
بأنّthat دمعيmy tears سلاحa weapon مغلوبa vanquished man
بأنّ دمعي سلاح مغلوب
I sheathed my tears for you, acknowledging
I sheathed my tears confessing,
that my tears are a vanquished man's weapon.
That my tears are a defeated weapon,
وقمتand I stood أثنيI fold يديّmy two hands فوقover حشاa heart
وقمت أثني يديّ فوق حشا
بسيفby a sword وجْدgrief عليكfor you مضروبstruck
بسيف وجْد عليك مضروب
And I stood, folding my hands over a heart
And I stood praising my hands over ashes,
struck by a sword of grief for you.
With a sword of love for you struck,
واحرباًalas for my loss إذwhen فقدتyou were lost واalas حرباًbereavement
واحرباً إذ فقدت وا حرباً
لوif only كانwas يجديavails دعاءa cry محروبa bereaved man
لو كان يجدي دعاء محروب
Alas for my loss, when you were lost—alas for my loss!
And Oh war if I lost, and Oh war,
If only a bereaved man's cry could avail!
If supplication of the war-ridden were useful,
بدعةa unique marvel كونexistence ونشأةand a birth بدرتappeared suddenly
بدعة كون ونشأة بدرت
أهُمُّI contemplate فيconcerning صدقهاits truth بتكذيبwith denial
أهُمُّ في صدقها بتكذيب
A marvel of existence and a birth that sprang forth—
An innovation of existence and a natal radiance,
I am tempted to deny its truth.
I am busy with its sincerity in denial,
لبسطfor the spreading of نورlight الطباعnatural dispositions خالصهits pure essence
لبسط نور الطباع خالصه
يجلّis exalted عنabove منشأorigin وتركيبand composition
يجلّ عن منشأ وتركيب
For the pure outpouring of his nature's light
To extend the light of pure dispositions,
transcends origin and composition.
It is too glorious for origin and composition,
نورa light مسقطهits place of falling
نور مسقطه
يجريflows منfrom الدمعtears كلّevery شؤبوبdownpour
يجري من الدمع كلّ شؤبوب
A light—where it fell,
A light whose place of descent,
every downpour of tears flows.
Flows from tears every confusion,
أجرىmay He make flow لكfor you اللهGod صفوthe purest part of كوثرهHis Kawthar
أجرى لك الله صفو كوثره
ورحمةand mercy ثرّةcopious الشّآبيبthe showers
ورحمة ثرّة الشّآبيب
May God make His Kawthar's pure waters flow for you,
May God send you the purest nectar,
and mercy pouring in copious showers.
And abundant dripping of youth.
Sol 6.1