فِدَاءً لمثواكَ من مَضْجَعِ

فِدَاءً لمثواكَ من مَضْجَعِ

تَنَوَّرَ بالأبلَجِ الأروَعِ

تَنَوَّرَ بالأبلَجِ الأروَعِ

Let me be a ransom for your resting place, that bed

As ransom for your resting place adorned with the finest pearls,

Illumined by the radiant, the awe-inspiring,

Exhaling the fragrances of heavens and emitting the best musk.

بأعبقَ من نَفحاتِ الجِنانِ

بأعبقَ من نَفحاتِ الجِنانِ

رُوْحَاً ومن مِسْكِها أَضْوَعِ

رُوْحَاً ومن مِسْكِها أَضْوَعِ

By one more fragrant than the wafts of Paradise

To quench your land on the day of deprivation,

In spirit, and more redolent than its musk.

And to mourn you, with souls imprisoned by your chaste approach.

وَرَعْيَاً ليومِكَ يومِ "الطُّفوف"

وَرَعْيَاً ليومِكَ يومِ "الطُّفوف"

وسَقْيَاً لأرضِكَ مِن مَصْرَعِ

وسَقْيَاً لأرضِكَ مِن مَصْرَعِ

And care for your day, the day of al-Tufuf,

To guard your glory from humiliation by what you abhor of novelty,

And rain for your land, that place of death;

O you who attained the highest rank unattainable by intercession.

وحُزْناً عليكَ بِحَبْسِ النفوس

وحُزْناً عليكَ بِحَبْسِ النفوس

على نَهْجِكَ النَّيِّرِ المَهْيَعِ

على نَهْجِكَ النَّيِّرِ المَهْيَعِ

And mourning for you, by binding souls

O you, advice to the ambitious heedless of their tomorrow,

To your radiant, wide-open path;

You emerged from a refuge for the frightened, and your grave was blessed as a refuge.

وصَوْنَاً لمجدِكَ مِنْ أَنْ يُذَال

وصَوْنَاً لمجدِكَ مِنْ أَنْ يُذَال

بما أنتَ تأباهُ مِنْ مُبْدَعِ

بما أنتَ تأباهُ مِنْ مُبْدَعِ

And safeguarding your glory from debasement

Eras kneel before it and prostrate, taking shelter at its sides.

By any invention you would reject.

I sensed your soil so the breeze of dignity blew from your hero's mound.

فيا أيُّها الوِتْرُ في الخالدِينَ

فيا أيُّها الوِتْرُ في الخالدِينَ

فَذَّاً ، إلى الآنَ لم يُشْفَعِ

فَذَّاً ، إلى الآنَ لم يُشْفَعِ

So, O unpaired one among the immortals,

I rubbed my cheek until a cheek attained delight and did not ache,

Unique, still unpaired to this day;

And where the steeds of tyrants roamed, they did not dare trespass.

ويا عِظَةَ الطامحينَ العِظامِ

ويا عِظَةَ الطامحينَ العِظامِ

للاهينَ عن غَدِهِمْ قُنَّعِ

للاهينَ عن غَدِهِمْ قُنَّعِ

And O lesson of the great in aspiration,

I was alone as memories soared with my soul to a loftier world.

For the complacent, heedless of their tomorrow.

I circumambulated your grave in the imagination of an inspired recluse.

تعاليتَ من مُفْزِعٍ للحُتوفِ

تعاليتَ من مُفْزِعٍ للحُتوفِ

وبُورِكَ قبرُكَ من مَفْزَعِ

وبُورِكَ قبرُكَ من مَفْزَعِ

Exalted are you, a terror to death,

As if a severed red hand from beyond the tomb,

And blessed be your grave, that refuge.

Reached out to a world flooded with injustice and oppression,

تلوذُ الدُّهورُ فَمِنْ سُجَّدٍ

تلوذُ الدُّهورُ فَمِنْ سُجَّدٍ

على جانبيه ومن رُكَّعِ

على جانبيه ومن رُكَّعِ

The ages seek shelter: some prostrate

Flailing in a jungle that engulfed either a wolf or a predator,

On either side of it, and others bow.

To replace the conscience of the oppressed with another downtrodden one,

شَمَمْتُ ثَرَاكَ فَهَبَّ النَّسِيمُ

شَمَمْتُ ثَرَاكَ فَهَبَّ النَّسِيمُ

نَسِيمُ الكَرَامَةِ مِنْ بَلْقَعِ

نَسِيمُ الكَرَامَةِ مِنْ بَلْقَعِ

I inhaled your soil, and the breeze arose—

And to push these fragile souls fearfully to a more impenetrable sanctuary.

The breeze of dignity from a barren waste.

You emerged from a lightning that flickers if an igniting spark kindles.

وعَفَّرْتُ خَدِّي بحيثُ استراحَ

وعَفَّرْتُ خَدِّي بحيثُ استراحَ

خَدٌّ تَفَرَّى ولم يَضْرَعِ

خَدٌّ تَفَرَّى ولم يَضْرَعِ

And I rubbed my cheek in the dust where rested

It envies thunderbolts that neither alleviate harm nor benefit,

A cheek torn apart, yet never submissive;

And did not sow seeds in the aftermath, though it burned, and did not plant.

وحيثُ سنابِكُ خيلِ الطُّغَاةِ

وحيثُ سنابِكُ خيلِ الطُّغَاةِ

جالتْ عليهِ ولم يَخْشَعِ

جالتْ عليهِ ولم يَخْشَعِ

And where the hooves of tyrants' horses

It did not vacate its celestial towers, nor come down to earth,

Ranged over it, yet it did not bow.

Nor sever evil from its root, or extract the rot from hearts.

وَخِلْتُ وقد طارتِ الذكرياتُ

وَخِلْتُ وقد طارتِ الذكرياتُ

بِروحي إلى عَالَمٍ أرْفَعِ

بِروحي إلى عَالَمٍ أرْفَعِ

And I imagined, as memories flew

Nor did it shock people from their abject morals.

With my soul to a loftier world,

You emerged from an orbit vaster than the widest circumference,

وطُفْتُ بقبرِكَ طَوْفَ الخَيَالِ

وطُفْتُ بقبرِكَ طَوْفَ الخَيَالِ

بصومعةِ المُلْهَمِ المُبْدِعِ

بصومعةِ المُلْهَمِ المُبْدِعِ

And I circled your grave as imagination circles

O son of the immaculate, I suffice with her as surety for all I claim,

The hermitage of an inspired creator,

And O son of one peerless in conception and birth,

كأنَّ يَدَاً مِنْ وَرَاءِ الضَّرِيحِ

كأنَّ يَدَاً مِنْ وَرَاءِ الضَّرِيحِ

حمراءَ " مَبْتُورَةَ الإصْبَعِ"

حمراءَ " مَبْتُورَةَ الإصْبَعِ"

As though a hand from behind the tomb,

O son of the incorrupt womb and the resolute hero,

Red, its finger severed,

O branch of Hashim none flowered or branched better,

تَمُدُّ إلى عَالَمٍ بالخُنُوعِ

تَمُدُّ إلى عَالَمٍ بالخُنُوعِ

وَالضَّيْمِ ذي شَرَقٍ مُتْرَعِ

وَالضَّيْمِ ذي شَرَقٍ مُتْرَعِ

Reaches toward a world that, with submission

O you who completed the eternal anthem beginning and end alike,

And oppression, is brimful and choking,

People pace to the footsteps of time, zigzagging and swerving,

تَخَبَّطَ في غابةٍ أطْبَقَتْ

تَخَبَّطَ في غابةٍ أطْبَقَتْ

على مُذْئِبٍ منه أو مُسْبِعِ

على مُذْئِبٍ منه أو مُسْبِعِ

Floundering in a forest that has closed

While you steer the course of eternity unfailingly straight.

Around its wolfish or predatory inhabitants;

I imagined your day in my thoughts and echoed your voice in my hearing,

لِتُبْدِلَ منهُ جَدِيبَ الضَّمِيرِ

لِتُبْدِلَ منهُ جَدِيبَ الضَّمِيرِ

بآخَرَ مُعْشَوْشِبٍ مُمْرِعِ

بآخَرَ مُعْشَوْشِبٍ مُمْرِعِ

To replace its barren conscience

Scrutinizing your matter, neither reacting to narrators, nor being deceived.

With another, lush with grass and fertile,

Perhaps the echo of your momentous event across ages,

وتدفعَ هذي النفوسَ الصغارَ

وتدفعَ هذي النفوسَ الصغارَ

خوفاً إلى حَرَمٍ أَمْنَعِ

خوفاً إلى حَرَمٍ أَمْنَعِ

And drive these souls, made small

And the chants of devoted preachers in prose and verse,

By fear, into a more impregnable sanctuary.

And the elegy pouring upon you evening and dawn in poetry and tears,

تعاليتَ من صاعِقٍ يلتظي

تعاليتَ من صاعِقٍ يلتظي

فَإنْ تَدْجُ داجِيَةٌ يَلْمَعِ

فَإنْ تَدْجُ داجِيَةٌ يَلْمَعِ

Exalted are you, a thunderbolt ablaze;

Were due to politics and its machinations against someone close or claiming nearness,

And if a dark night deepens, it flashes.

And its banishment of all guided by your rope or adhering to your creed.

تأرّمُ حِقداً على الصاعقاتِ

تأرّمُ حِقداً على الصاعقاتِ

لم تُنْءِ ضَيْراً ولم تَنْفَعِ

لم تُنْءِ ضَيْراً ولم تَنْفَعِ

You gnash your teeth in hatred at the thunderbolts

Perhaps this stems from the innate painful grief over the calamitous,

That neither averted harm nor brought benefit,

And its hand in distorting the tale of Hussein with a desired colorful twist,

ولم تَبْذُرِ الحَبَّ إثرَ الهشيمِ

ولم تَبْذُرِ الحَبَّ إثرَ الهشيمِ

وقد حَرَّقَتْهُ ولم تَزْرَعِ

وقد حَرَّقَتْهُ ولم تَزْرَعِ

Nor sowed grain after the dry stubble,

Yet it remains erect if resolutions are sought, whatever it wants it devises.

Though they had burned it, and planted nothing;

When I unveiled the overlay of centuries, and the guise of the deceiver,

ولم تُخْلِ أبراجَها في السماء

ولم تُخْلِ أبراجَها في السماء

ولم تأتِ أرضاً ولم تُدْقِعِ

ولم تأتِ أرضاً ولم تُدْقِعِ

Nor abandoned their towers in the sky,

I desired the “truth” in its essence, unadulterated and untouched.

Nor came to earth, nor knew destitution;

I found you in an image unparalleled in greatness or brilliance.

ولم تَقْطَعِ الشَّرَّ من جِذْمِهِ

ولم تَقْطَعِ الشَّرَّ من جِذْمِهِ

وغِلَّ الضمائرِ لم تَنْزعِ

وغِلَّ الضمائرِ لم تَنْزعِ

Nor cut off evil at its root,

What could be more brilliant than your flesh sacrificed over slaughter,

Nor removed the rancor of consciences;

That you fear not for your conscience bound by the permitted,

ولم تَصْدِمِ الناسَ فيما هُمُ

ولم تَصْدِمِ الناسَ فيما هُمُ

عليهِ مِنَ الخُلُقِ الأوْضَعِ

عليهِ مِنَ الخُلُقِ الأوْضَعِ

Nor confronted people over what

And you feed death the best of sons from infants to the grown,

They followed of the basest conduct.

The best of the Prophet’s kin, and his daughter’s best,

تعاليتَ من "فَلَكٍ" قُطْرُهُ

تعاليتَ من "فَلَكٍ" قُطْرُهُ

يَدُورُ على المِحْوَرِ الأوْسَعِ

يَدُورُ على المِحْوَرِ الأوْسَعِ

Exalted are you, a sphere whose diameter

The best souls protected you with their chests and arms.

Revolves about the broadest axis.

I sanctified your commemoration, neither feigning piety nor pretending.

فيابنَ البتولِ وحَسْبِي بِهَا

فيابنَ البتولِ وحَسْبِي بِهَا

ضَمَاناً على كُلِّ ما أَدَّعِي

ضَمَاناً على كُلِّ ما أَدَّعِي

So, O son of al-Batul—and she suffices me

You delved into my heart though doubts clamored within its walls,

As a guarantee for everything I claim;

And clouds of disturbing worries poured over me,

ويابنَ التي لم يَضَعْ مِثْلُها

ويابنَ التي لم يَضَعْ مِثْلُها

كمِثْلِكِ حَمْلاً ولم تُرْضِعِ

كمِثْلِكِ حَمْلاً ولم تُرْضِعِ

And O son of her whose like never bore

Until winds blew from sweet basil and the righteous, steady and unshifting.

A child like you, nor ever nursed one;

You overcame the darkness in my mind and straightened my contorted ribs,

ويابنَ البَطِينِ بلا بِطْنَةٍ

ويابنَ البَطِينِ بلا بِطْنَةٍ

ويابنَ الفتى الحاسرِ الأنْزَعِ

ويابنَ الفتى الحاسرِ الأنْزَعِ

And O son of the ample-bellied one, without gluttony,

And I had faith like one whose only proof against doubt is reason.

And O son of the bareheaded youth, bald at the temples;

So the evidence led the helm willingly to you in submission.

ويا غُصْنَ "هاشِمَ" لم يَنْفَتِحْ

ويا غُصْنَ "هاشِمَ" لم يَنْفَتِحْ

بأزْهَرَ منكَ ولم يُفْرِعِ

بأزْهَرَ منكَ ولم يُفْرِعِ

And O branch of Hashim, that never flowered

You enlightened what darkened of my ideas and rectified my crooked sides,

Or branched with anyone more radiant than you;

And I became certain like one who sees none but reason to resort to against suspicion,

ويا واصِلاً من نشيدِ الخُلود

ويا واصِلاً من نشيدِ الخُلود

خِتَامَ القصيدةِ بالمَطْلَعِ

خِتَامَ القصيدةِ بالمَطْلَعِ

And O you who join, in the anthem of eternity,

That stubbornness, revelation, and prophetic bounty derive from a pure essence transcending worldly temptation.

The poem's ending to its opening.

يَسِيرُ الوَرَى بركابِ الزمانِ

يَسِيرُ الوَرَى بركابِ الزمانِ

مِنْ مُسْتَقِيمٍ ومن أظْلَعِ

مِنْ مُسْتَقِيمٍ ومن أظْلَعِ

Humanity travels with the caravan of time,

Some walking straight, and others limping;

وأنتَ تُسَيِّرُ رَكْبَ الخلودِ

وأنتَ تُسَيِّرُ رَكْبَ الخلودِ

ما تَسْتَجِدُّ لهُ يَتْبَعِ

ما تَسْتَجِدُّ لهُ يَتْبَعِ

But you lead the caravan of eternity:

Whatever you devise anew for it, it follows.

تَمَثَّلْتُ يومَكَ في خاطرِي

تَمَثَّلْتُ يومَكَ في خاطرِي

ورَدَّدْتُ صوتَكَ في مَسْمَعِي

ورَدَّدْتُ صوتَكَ في مَسْمَعِي

I pictured your day in my mind,

And echoed your voice in my hearing;

وَمَحَّصْتُ أمْرَكَ لم أرْتَهِبْ

وَمَحَّصْتُ أمْرَكَ لم أرْتَهِبْ

بِنَقْلِ " الرُّوَاةِ " ولم أُُخْدَعِ

بِنَقْلِ " الرُّوَاةِ " ولم أُُخْدَعِ

And scrutinized your story; I was not intimidated

By the narrators' accounts, nor deceived.

وقُلْتُ: لعلَّ دَوِيَّ السنين

وقُلْتُ: لعلَّ دَوِيَّ السنين

بأصداءِ حادثِكَ المُفْجِعِ

بأصداءِ حادثِكَ المُفْجِعِ

And I said: perhaps the years' resounding

With echoes of your heartrending calamity,

وَمَا رَتَّلَ المُخْلِصُونَ الدُّعَاةُ

وَمَا رَتَّلَ المُخْلِصُونَ الدُّعَاةُ

من " مُرْسِلِينَ " ومنْ "سُجَّعِ"

من " مُرْسِلِينَ " ومنْ "سُجَّعِ"

And what the sincere preachers recited,

Some speaking freely, others in rhymed prose,

ومِنْ "ناثراتٍ" عليكَ المساءَ

ومِنْ "ناثراتٍ" عليكَ المساءَ

والصُّبْحَ بالشَّعْرِ والأدْمُعِ

والصُّبْحَ بالشَّعْرِ والأدْمُعِ

And women strewing over you at evening

And at dawn, their hair and tears—

لعلَّ السياسةَ فيما جَنَتْ

لعلَّ السياسةَ فيما جَنَتْ

على لاصِقٍ بِكَ أو مُدَّعِي

على لاصِقٍ بِكَ أو مُدَّعِي

Perhaps politics, in what it perpetrated

Against one attached to you, or claiming attachment,

وتشريدَهَا كُلَّ مَنْ يَدَّلِي

وتشريدَهَا كُلَّ مَنْ يَدَّلِي

بِحَبْلٍ لأهْلِيكَ أو مَقْطَعِ

بِحَبْلٍ لأهْلِيكَ أو مَقْطَعِ

And its banishing all who cling

To a bond with your family or a link of descent—

لعلَّ لِذاكَ و"كَوْنِ" الشَّجِيّ

لعلَّ لِذاكَ و"كَوْنِ" الشَّجِيّ

وَلُوعَاً بكُلِّ شَجٍ مُوْلعِ

وَلُوعَاً بكُلِّ شَجٍ مُوْلعِ

Perhaps all that, and the sorrowful one's being

Passionately drawn to every captivating sorrow,

يداً في اصطباغِ حديثِ الحُسَيْن

يداً في اصطباغِ حديثِ الحُسَيْن

بلونٍ أُُرِيدَ لَهُ مُمْتِعِ

بلونٍ أُُرِيدَ لَهُ مُمْتِعِ

Had a hand in coloring the story of Husayn

With a pleasing hue intended for it.

وكانتْ وَلَمّا تَزَلْ بَرْزَةً

وكانتْ وَلَمّا تَزَلْ بَرْزَةً

يدُ الواثِقِ المُلْجَأ الألمعي

يدُ الواثِقِ المُلْجَأ الألمعي

And it was, and still remains, conspicuous:

The hand of the confident, compelled, keen-witted man,

صَناعَاً متى ما تُرِدْ خُطَّةً

صَناعَاً متى ما تُرِدْ خُطَّةً

وكيفَ ومهما تُرِدْ تَصْنَعِ

وكيفَ ومهما تُرِدْ تَصْنَعِ

Skillful: whenever it desires a design,

However and whatever it wishes, it fashions.

ولما أَزَحْتُ طِلاءَ القُرُونِ

ولما أَزَحْتُ طِلاءَ القُرُونِ

وسِتْرَ الخِدَاعِ عَنِ المخْدَعِ

وسِتْرَ الخِدَاعِ عَنِ المخْدَعِ

And when I stripped away the centuries' varnish

And deceit's veil from the inner chamber,

أريدُ "الحقيقةَ" في ذاتِهَا

أريدُ "الحقيقةَ" في ذاتِهَا

بغيرِ الطبيعةِ لم تُطْبَعِ

بغيرِ الطبيعةِ لم تُطْبَعِ

Seeking truth in itself,

Bearing no imprint but nature's own,

وجَدْتُكَ في صورةٍ لم أُرَعْ

وجَدْتُكَ في صورةٍ لم أُرَعْ

بِأَعْظَمَ منها ولا أرْوَعِ

بِأَعْظَمَ منها ولا أرْوَعِ

I found you in an image; never was I awed

By one greater than it, or more magnificent.

وماذا! أأرْوَعُ مِنْ أنْ يَكُون

وماذا! أأرْوَعُ مِنْ أنْ يَكُون

لَحْمُكَ وَقْفَاً على المِبْضَعِ

لَحْمُكَ وَقْفَاً على المِبْضَعِ

And what—could anything be more awe-inspiring than

Your flesh being dedicated to the scalpel,

وأنْ تَتَّقِي دونَ ما تَرْتَئِي

وأنْ تَتَّقِي دونَ ما تَرْتَئِي

ضميرَكَ بالأُسَّلِ الشُّرَّعِ

ضميرَكَ بالأُسَّلِ الشُّرَّعِ

And your shielding, in defense of what you deem right,

Your conscience with leveled spears,

وأن تُطْعِمَ الموتَ خيرَ البنينَ

وأن تُطْعِمَ الموتَ خيرَ البنينَ

مِنَ "الأَكْهَلِينَ" إلى الرُّضَّعِ

مِنَ "الأَكْهَلِينَ" إلى الرُّضَّعِ

And your feeding death the finest sons,

From the mature men to the suckling infants,

وخيرَ بني "الأمِّ" مِن هاشِمٍ

وخيرَ بني "الأمِّ" مِن هاشِمٍ

وخيرَ بني " الأب " مِنْ تُبَّعِ

وخيرَ بني " الأب " مِنْ تُبَّعِ

And the finest sons of the mother, from Hashim,

And the finest sons of the father, from Tubba',

وخيرَ الصِّحابِ بخيرِ الصُّدُورِ

وخيرَ الصِّحابِ بخيرِ الصُّدُورِ

كَانُوا وِقَاءَكُ ، والأذْرَعِ

كَانُوا وِقَاءَكُ ، والأذْرَعِ

And the finest companions, whose noblest breasts

And arms were your shield?

وقَدَّسْتُ ذِكراكَ لم انتحِلْ

وقَدَّسْتُ ذِكراكَ لم انتحِلْ

ثِيَابَ التُّقَاةِ ولم أَدَّعِ

ثِيَابَ التُّقَاةِ ولم أَدَّعِ

And I hallowed your memory; I did not assume

The robes of the devout, nor make pretensions.

تَقَحَّمْتَ صَدْرِي ورَيْبُ الشُّكُوكِ

تَقَحَّمْتَ صَدْرِي ورَيْبُ الشُّكُوكِ

يِضِجُّ بِجُدْرَانِهِ الأَرْبَعِ

يِضِجُّ بِجُدْرَانِهِ الأَرْبَعِ

You burst into my breast, while the unease of doubts

Clamored against its four walls.

وَرَانَ سَحَابٌ صَفِيقُ الحِجَاب

وَرَانَ سَحَابٌ صَفِيقُ الحِجَاب

عَلَيَّ مِنَ القَلَقِ المُفْزِعِ

عَلَيَّ مِنَ القَلَقِ المُفْزِعِ

And a cloud, with a thick veil, settled

Over me—a cloud of terrifying anxiety.

وَهَبَّتْ رِياحٌ من الطَّيِّبَاتِ

وَهَبَّتْ رِياحٌ من الطَّيِّبَاتِ

و" الطَّيِّبِينَ " ولم يُقْشَعِ

و" الطَّيِّبِينَ " ولم يُقْشَعِ

And winds arose from the good women

And the good men, yet it was not dispelled.

إذا ما تَزَحْزَحَ عَنْ مَوْضِعٍ

إذا ما تَزَحْزَحَ عَنْ مَوْضِعٍ

تَأَبَّى وعادَ إلى مَوْضِعِ

تَأَبَّى وعادَ إلى مَوْضِعِ

Whenever it shifted from a place,

It resisted, and returned to its place.

وجَازَ بِيَ الشَّكُّ فيما مَعَ

وجَازَ بِيَ الشَّكُّ فيما مَعَ

" الجدودِ " إلى الشَّكِّ فيما معي

" الجدودِ " إلى الشَّكِّ فيما معي

And doubt bore me from questioning what belonged to

The forefathers, to questioning what belonged to me,

إلى أن أَقَمْتُ عَلَيْهِ الدَّلِيلَ

إلى أن أَقَمْتُ عَلَيْهِ الدَّلِيلَ

مِنْ " مبدأٍ " بِدَمٍ مُشْبَعِ

مِنْ " مبدأٍ " بِدَمٍ مُشْبَعِ

Until I brought proof against it

From a principle saturated with blood.

فأسْلَمَ طَوْعَا ً إليكَ القِيَادَ

فأسْلَمَ طَوْعَا ً إليكَ القِيَادَ

وَأَعْطَاكَ إذْعَانَةَ المُهْطِعِ

وَأَعْطَاكَ إذْعَانَةَ المُهْطِعِ

Then it willingly surrendered you the reins,

And gave you the submission of one hastening to obey.

فَنَوَّرْتَ ما اظْلَمَّ مِنْ فِكْرَتِي

فَنَوَّرْتَ ما اظْلَمَّ مِنْ فِكْرَتِي

وقَوَّمْتَ ما اعْوَجَّ من أضْلُعِي

وقَوَّمْتَ ما اعْوَجَّ من أضْلُعِي

So you illumined what had darkened in my thought,

And straightened what was crooked in my ribs.

وآمَنْتُ إيمانَ مَنْ لا يَرَى

وآمَنْتُ إيمانَ مَنْ لا يَرَى

سِوَى العَقْل في الشَّكِّ مِنْ مَرْجَعِ

سِوَى العَقْل في الشَّكِّ مِنْ مَرْجَعِ

And I believed with the faith of one who sees

No recourse in doubt but reason:

بأنَّ (الإباءَ) ووحيَ السَّمَاءِ

بأنَّ (الإباءَ) ووحيَ السَّمَاءِ

وفَيْضَ النُّبُوَّةِ ، مِنْ مَنْبَعِ

وفَيْضَ النُّبُوَّةِ ، مِنْ مَنْبَعِ

That noble refusal, and heaven's revelation,

And prophecy's outpouring, from one wellspring,

تَجَمَّعُ في (جوهرٍ) خالِصٍ

تَجَمَّعُ في (جوهرٍ) خالِصٍ

تَنَزَّهَ عن ( عَرَضِ ) المَطْمَعِ

تَنَزَّهَ عن ( عَرَضِ ) المَطْمَعِ

Gather together in a pure essence,

Untainted by the accident of covetous desire.