اليَومtoday طابَتgrew sweet ليوحنَّاfor Yuhanna مَسَرَّتهُhis joy
اليَوم طابَت ليوحنَّا مَسَرَّتهُ
فيin جَنةٍParadise أَشرَقَتshone فيهاin it أَُسِرَّتهُhis facial features
في جَنةٍ أَشرَقَت فيها أَُسِرَّتهُ
Today Yuhanna's joy has grown sweet,
In Paradise, where his countenance shone.
شَهمٌa noble man صَفَتbecame pure بِتُقَىthrough reverence for الباريthe Creator طَوَيَّتُهُhis inner nature
شَهمٌ صَفَت بِتُقَى الباري طَوَيَّتُهُ
وَزُيِّنتand was adorned بِكَمالِwith the perfection of الفَضلِvirtue فِطرتُهُhis innate nature
وَزُيِّنت بِكَمالِ الفَضلِ فِطرتُهُ
A noble man whose heart grew pure through reverence for the Creator,
And whose innate nature was adorned with perfect virtue.
قَدindeed كانَhe was لِلخَيرِto goodness باباًa gateway فازَsucceeded قاصِدُهُwhoever sought him
قَد كانَ لِلخَيرِ باباً فازَ قاصِدُهُ
وَلَمand did not تَفُتmiss نائياًsomeone far away عَنهُfrom him مَبرَّتُهُhis benevolence
وَلَم تَفُت نائياً عَنهُ مَبرَّتُهُ
He was indeed a gateway to goodness; whoever sought him succeeded,
Nor did his benevolence fail to reach anyone far from him.
ذَخيرةٌa treasure تَلِفتperished فيin الأَرضِthe earth ذاهِبةًdeparting
ذَخيرةٌ تَلِفت في الأَرضِ ذاهِبةً
فَماso not وَفَتْهاdid it justice مِنfrom المَحزونِthe grieving one عَبْرَتُهُhis tear
فَما وَفَتْها مِن المَحزونِ عَبْرَتُهُ
A treasure perished, vanishing into the earth;
So the mourner's tear did not do it justice.
وَناحَهاand mourned it المَجدُGlory حُزناًin sorrow فَالقَضاءُfor Fate كَماas
وَناحَها المَجدُ حُزناً فَالقَضاءُ كَما
أَرَّخَتُI recorded the date أَبكاهُmade him weep إِذwhen وَلَّتdeparted مَسَرَتُهُhis joy
أَرَّخَتُ أَبكاهُ إِذ وَلَّت مَسَرَتُهُ
And Glory mourned it in sorrow; for Fate, as
My chronogram records, made him weep when his joy departed.
Sol 6.1