باكِرْtake early صَبوحَكَyour morning wine أَهْنَىmost pleasant العَيْشِlife باكِرُهُits early part
باكِرْ صَبوحَكَ أَهْنَى العَيْشِ باكِرُهُ
فَقَدْfor already تَرَنَّمَhas sung فَوْقَabove الأيْكِthe grove طَائِرُهُits bird
فَقَدْ تَرَنَّمَ فَوْقَ الأيْكِ طَائِرُهُ
Take your morning wine early: life's sweetest part is its morning.
Dawn with your soft morning, dawn that cheers life,
For above the grove its bird has already sung.
Above you a bird sings its song,
وَالَّليلُand the night تَجريflow الدّراريthe brilliant stars فِيin مَجَرَّتِهits Milky Way
وَالَّليلُ تَجري الدّراري فِي مَجَرَّتِه
كَالرَّوضِlike a garden تَطْفُوfloat عَلىupon نَهْرٍa river أزاهِرُهُits flowers
كَالرَّوضِ تَطْفُو عَلى نَهْرٍ أزاهِرُهُ
And the night's brilliant stars flow along its Milky Way,
The night flows in its orbit like a river,
like a garden whose flowers float upon a river.
Its flowers floating on the meadow stream.
وَكَوْكَبُand the star of الصُّبحِdawn نَجَّابٌa swift courier عَلىupon يَدِهِhis hand
وَكَوْكَبُ الصُّبحِ نَجَّابٌ عَلى يَدِهِ
مُخَلَّقٌa perfumed missive تَمْلأfill الدُّنياthe world بَشائِرُهُits glad tidings
مُخَلَّقٌ تَمْلأ الدُّنيا بَشائِرُهُ
And the morning star is a swift courier, bearing in his hand
The morning star flickers in its hand,
a perfumed missive whose glad tidings fill the world.
Filling the world with good tidings.
فَانْهَضْso rise إلىto ذَوبِthe melt of ياقُوتٍruby لَهاit has حَبَبٌbubbles
فَانْهَضْ إلى ذَوبِ ياقُوتٍ لَها حَبَبٌ
تَنوبُstand in عَنْfor ثَغْرِthe mouth of مَنthe one تَهوىyou love جَواهِرُهُtheir jewels
تَنوبُ عَنْ ثَغْرِ مَن تَهوى جَواهِرُهُ
So rise to molten ruby, a wine with bubbles,
Rise to lips of ruby, beloved ones,
whose jewels stand in for your beloved's teeth.
Whose treasures make up for their absent lover.
حَمْراءُred فِيin وَجْنَةِthe cheek of السَّاقيthe cupbearer لَهاit has شَبَهٌa likeness
حَمْراءُ فِي وَجْنَةِ السَّاقي لَها شَبَهٌ
فَهَلso did جَناهاplucked it مَعَwith العُنقودِthe grape-cluster عَاصِرُهُits presser
فَهَل جَناها مَعَ العُنقودِ عَاصِرُهُ
Red, it has its likeness in the cupbearer's cheek;
Rosy cheeked in the wine server’s garden,
did its presser pluck it with the grape-cluster?
Did he pick it with the grapes at harvest?
ساقٍa cupbearer تَكَوَّنَwas formed مِنfrom صُبْحٍdawn وَمِنand from غَسَقٍdusk
ساقٍ تَكَوَّنَ مِن صُبْحٍ وَمِن غَسَقٍ
فَابْيَضَّso turned white خَدَّاهُhis two cheeks وَاسوَدَّتْand turned black غَدائِرُهُhis tresses
فَابْيَضَّ خَدَّاهُ وَاسوَدَّتْ غَدائِرُهُ
A cupbearer formed of dawn and dusk:
A leg made of dawn and dusk,
his cheeks turned white, and his tresses black.
Her cheek white, her tresses black.
بِيضٌwhite سَوالِفُهُthe sides of his neck لُعْسٌdusky مَرَاشِفُهُhis lips
بِيضٌ سَوالِفُهُ لُعْسٌ مَرَاشِفُهُ
نُعْسٌdrowsy نَواظِرُهُhis eyes خُرْسٌmute أَساوِرُهُhis bracelets
نُعْسٌ نَواظِرُهُ خُرْسٌ أَساوِرُهُ
The sides of his neck are white, his lips dusky;
White smooth thighs, drowsy dreamy eyes,
his eyes are drowsy, his bracelets mute.
Silent bracelets, a hushed murmuring voice,
مُفَلجُspaced الثغْرِthe front teeth مَعْسولُhoney-sweet اللَّمىthe dark lips غَنِجٌcoquettish
مُفَلجُ الثغْرِ مَعْسولُ اللَّمى غَنِجٌ
مُؤَنَّثُfeminine الجَفْنِthe eyelid فَحْلُvirile اللَّحظِthe glance شاطِرُهُits rogue
مُؤَنَّثُ الجَفْنِ فَحْلُ اللَّحظِ شاطِرُهُ
Spaced of teeth, honey-sweet of dark lips, coquettish,
Captivating glance, witty and lively,
feminine of eyelid, virile and roguish of glance.
Her body's musk exudes gentle fragrance,
مُهَفْهَفُslender القَدَّthe figure يَنْدىgrows dewy جِسْمُهُhis body تَرَفاًwith luxury
مُهَفْهَفُ القَدَّ يَنْدى جِسْمُهُ تَرَفاً
مُخَصَّرُslender الخَصْرِthe waist عَبْلُfull الرَّدْفِthe buttocks وَافِرُهُits ample fullness
مُخَصَّرُ الخَصْرِ عَبْلُ الرَّدْفِ وَافِرُهُ
Slender of figure, his body grows dewy with luxury;
Slender waist over heavy hips,
slim of waist, full and ample of buttocks.
The doe of the valley learned her charms,
تَعَلَّمَتlearned بانَةُthe moringa tree of الواديthe valley شَمائِلَهُhis graceful ways
تَعَلَّمَت بانَةُ الوادي شَمائِلَهُ
وَزَوَّرَتْand imitated سِحْرَthe magic of عَيْنَيْهِhis two eyes جَإِذْرُهُits wild-cow calves
وَزَوَّرَتْ سِحْرَ عَيْنَيْهِ جَإِذْرُهُ
The valley's moringa tree learned his graceful ways,
And the magic of her eyes adorns its valleys.
and its wild-cow calves copied the magic of his eyes.
As if the night lined her eyes with kohl,
كَأَنَّهُas though he بِسَوَادِwith the blackness of الَّليْلِthe night مُكْتَحِلٌis kohl-lined
كَأَنَّهُ بِسَوَادِ الَّليْلِ مُكْتَحِلٌ
أوor رُكَّبَتْwere set فَوْقَabove صُدْغَيهِhis two temples مَحاجِرُهُhis eye-sockets
أو رُكَّبَتْ فَوْقَ صُدْغَيهِ مَحاجِرُهُ
As though he had lined his eyes with the blackness of night,
Or inset her cheekbones with rubies.
or his eye-sockets had been set above his temples.
A prophet of beauty, shaded by his brow,
نَبِيُّa prophet of حُسْنٍbeauty أَظَلَّتْهshaded him ذُؤَابَتُهُhis hanging lock
نَبِيُّ حُسْنٍ أَظَلَّتْه ذُؤَابَتُهُ
وَقامَand arose فِيin فَتْرَةِthe languor or interval of الأجْفانِthe eyelids ناظِرُهُhis gaze
وَقامَ فِي فَتْرَةِ الأجْفانِ ناظِرُهُ
A prophet of beauty, shaded by his hanging lock,
His gaze stands between the eyelids.
whose gaze arose in the languid interval of his eyelids.
If the eyes of Harut saw his great miracles,
فَلَوْso if رَأَتْsaw مُقْلَتاthe two eyes of هَاروتَHarut آيتَهhis sign الthe
فَلَوْ رَأَتْ مُقْلَتا هَاروتَ آيتَه ال
كُبرىgreatest لآمَنَwould surely have believed َبْعَدafter الكُفْرِunbelief ساحِرُهُhis sorcerer
كُبرى لآمَنَ َبْعَد الكُفْرِ ساحِرُهُ
Had Harut's two eyes seen his sign—
Even his sorcerer would believe after his disbelief.
the greatest—the sorcerer would have believed after unbelief.
The moles on his cheek rose to his lover,
قامَتْstood أَدِلَّةُthe proofs of صُدْغَيهِhis two temple-locks لَعاشِقِهِfor his lover
قامَتْ أَدِلَّةُ صُدْغَيهِ لَعاشِقِهِ
عَلىagainst عَذولٍa reproacher أتىcame فِيهِabout him يُناظِرُهُdebates him
عَلى عَذولٍ أتى فِيهِ يُناظِرُهُ
His temple-locks furnished his lover with proofs
Who came to him with longing to gaze at him.
against a reproacher who came to debate him about the beloved.
Take what your time gives you when chance presents,
خُذْtake مِنfrom زَمانِكَyour time ماwhat أعْطاكَit gave you مُغْتِنَماًseizing the gain
خُذْ مِن زَمانِكَ ما أعْطاكَ مُغْتِنَماً
وَأنتَwhile you ناهٍone who forbids لِهذاfor this الدَّهرِage آمِرُهُits commander
وَأنتَ ناهٍ لِهذا الدَّهرِ آمِرُهُ
Take what your time gives you, seizing it as a prize,
While you forbid this age its wants.
while you forbid and command this age.
Life is like a cup, enjoyed at the start,
فَالعُمْرُfor life كَالكَأسِlike the cup تُسْتَحْلىare found sweet أوائِلُهُits beginnings
فَالعُمْرُ كَالكَأسِ تُسْتَحْلى أوائِلُهُ
لكِنَّهُbut it رُبَّماperhaps مُجَّتْwere spat out أواخِرُهُits endings
لكِنَّهُ رُبَّما مُجَّتْ أواخِرُهُ
For life is like a cup: its first draughts taste sweet,
Though often soured at its end.
but its last draughts may be spat out.
So take risks seizing the pleasures,
وَاجْسُرْand be bold عَلىtoward فُرَصِthe opportunities for اللَّذاتِpleasures مُحْتَقِراًmaking light of
وَاجْسُرْ عَلى فُرَصِ اللَّذاتِ مُحْتَقِراً
عَظِيمَthe enormity of ذَنْبِكَyour sin إنَّindeed اللَّهGod غافِرُهُits forgiver
عَظِيمَ ذَنْبِكَ إنَّ اللَّه غافِرُهُ
Boldly seize the chances for pleasure, making light
Disregarding your great sins. Allah is forgiving.
of your grievous sin: God is its forgiver.
No gallant youth will be forsaken on judgement day,
فَلَيْسَfor not يُخْذَلُis forsaken فِيon يَوْمِthe day of الحِسابِreckoning فَتىًa young man
فَلَيْسَ يُخْذَلُ فِي يَوْمِ الحِسابِ فَتىً
والنَّاصِرُand al-Nasir ابنُson of رَسولِthe Messenger of اللَّهGod ناصِرُهُhis helper
والنَّاصِرُ ابنُ رَسولِ اللَّه ناصِرُهُ
For no young man is forsaken on the Day of Reckoning
The Prophet's heir will come to his aid.
when al-Nasir, son of God's Messenger, is his helper.
An imam of justice, pious at heart,
إمامُan imam of عَدْلٍjustice لِتَقْوىfor the fear of اللَّهGod باطِنُهُhis inward self
إمامُ عَدْلٍ لِتَقْوى اللَّه باطِنُهُ
وَلِلْجَلالَةِand for majesty وِالإحْسانِand beneficence ظاهِرُهُhis outward self
وَلِلْجَلالَةِ وِالإحْسانِ ظاهِرُهُ
An imam of justice, inwardly devoted to the fear of God,
Noble and charitable in his acts.
and outwardly to majesty and beneficence.
Truth incarnate in his holy mantle,
تَجسَّدَbecame embodied الحَقُّtruth فِيin أَثناءِthe folds of بُرْدَتِهِhis mantle
تَجسَّدَ الحَقُّ فِي أَثناءِ بُرْدَتِهِ
وَتُوِّجَتْand were crowned بِاسْمِهِwith his name العاليexalted مَنابِرُهُhis pulpits
وَتُوِّجَتْ بِاسْمِهِ العالي مَنابِرُهُ
Truth took bodily form within the folds of his mantle,
His sublime name crowns the minbar.
and his pulpits were crowned with his exalted name.
He comprehends the unseen's mysteries,
لَهُhe has عَلىover سِرِّthe secret of سِتْرِthe veil of الغَيْبِthe unseen مُشْتَرَفٌa vantage
لَهُ عَلى سِرِّ سِتْرِ الغَيْبِ مُشْتَرَفٌ
فَماso not مَوارِدُهُhis beginnings إلاّexcept مَصادِرُهُhis outcomes
فَما مَوارِدُهُ إلاّ مَصادِرُهُ
He commands a view of the secret behind the veil of the unseen,
His knowledge only comes from Divine sources.
so his beginnings are none other than his outcomes.
A shepherd whose glance protects Islam,
راعٍa shepherd بِطَرْفٍwith an eye حَمىguarded الإسلامَIslam ساهِرُهُits wakeful watcher
راعٍ بِطَرْفٍ حَمى الإسلامَ ساهِرُهُ
ساطٍa striker بِسَيْفٍwith a sword أبَادَannihilated الكُفْرَunbelief شَاهِرُهُone who draws it
ساطٍ بِسَيْفٍ أبَادَ الكُفْرَ شَاهِرُهُ
A shepherd with a wakeful eye that guarded Islam,
A sword that destroys unbelievers violently.
a warrior with a sword whose wielder annihilated unbelief.
In his breast lies an ocean, in his palm,
فِيin صَدْرِهِhis breast البَحْرُthe sea أوor فِيin بَطْنِthe hollow of راحَتِهِhis palm
فِي صَدْرِهِ البَحْرُ أو فِي بَطْنِ راحَتِهِ
كِلاهُماboth of them يَغْمُرُengulfs السَّؤَّالَthe petitioners زَاخِرُهُits surging fullness
كِلاهُما يَغْمُرُ السَّؤَّالَ زَاخِرُهُ
The sea is in his breast, or in the hollow of his palm;
Both overflow with answers for all questions.
the surging fullness of both engulfs the petitioners.
His family's nobility is proven by his merits,
تَقْضِيjudge بِتَفضْيلِهِfor his superiority ساداتُthe masters of عِتْرَتِهِhis lineage
تَقْضِي بِتَفضْيلِهِ ساداتُ عِتْرَتِهِ
لِوif كانَwere صادِقُهُhis Sadiq حَيّاًalive وبَاقِرُهُand his Baqir
لِو كانَ صادِقُهُ حَيّاً وبَاقِرُهُ
The masters of his lineage would judge him superior,
If the truthful or clear brethren were alive.
were al-Sadiq and al-Baqir alive.
Incomplete is prayer without invoking him,
كُلُّevery الصَّلاةِprayer خِداجٌdeficient لاno تَمامَcompletion لَهاfor it
كُلُّ الصَّلاةِ خِداجٌ لا تَمامَ لَها
إِذْاif تَقَضَّتْconcluded وَلَمْand did not يَذْكُرْهُmention him ذاكِرُهُone who invokes him
إِذْا تَقَضَّتْ وَلَمْ يَذْكُرْهُ ذاكِرُهُ
Every prayer is deficient and incomplete
If his remembrance the worshipper forsakes.
if it ends and the worshipper has not mentioned him.
All words fall short in praising him,
كُلُّall الكَلامِspeech قَصيرٌshort عَنof مَناقِبِهِhis virtues
كُلُّ الكَلامِ قَصيرٌ عَن مَناقِبِهِ
إلاَّexcept إِذْاwhen نَظَمَversifies القُرآنَthe Qur'an شاعِرُهُhis poet
إلاَّ إِذْا نَظَمَ القُرآنَ شاعِرُهُ
All speech falls short of his virtues,
Except the Koran composed by its chanter.
unless his poet versifies the Qur'an.
A light that shames the dawn is hidden in his holy niche,
مُحَجَّبٌveiled فِيwithin سُجوفِthe curtains of العِزِّglory لَوif فُرِجَتْwere parted
مُحَجَّبٌ فِي سُجوفِ العِزِّ لَو فُرِجَتْ
عَنfrom نُورِthe light of وَجْهٍa face يُباهِيrivals الصُّبْحَdawn باهِرُهُits dazzling radiance
عَن نُورِ وَجْهٍ يُباهِي الصُّبْحَ باهِرُهُ
Veiled behind the curtains of glory—if they were parted
If the veil were lifted from that shining face.
to reveal a face whose dazzling light rivals dawn,
You see a grand angel over his Holy sepulcher,
رَأَيْتَyou would see مَلكاًa king كَبيراًgreat فَوْقَupon سُدَّتِهِhis dais
رَأَيْتَ مَلكاً كَبيراً فَوْقَ سُدَّتِهِ
جِبْريلُGabriel داعِيهِhis summoner أوor ميكالُMichael زائِرُهُhis visitor
جِبْريلُ داعِيهِ أو ميكالُ زائِرُهُ
you would see a great king upon his dais,
Gabriel visiting him or Michael his companion.
Gabriel his summoner, or Michael his visitor.
A Mount Sinai that for Moses shone with fire,
طُوراًa Mount Sinai أضاءَتْshone لِموسىfor Moses نَارَthe fire of جَذْوَتِهِhis firebrand
طُوراً أضاءَتْ لِموسى نَارَ جَذْوَتِهِ
حَتَّىuntil انْجَلَتْbecame clear لَمُناجاةٍfor intimate communion بَصائِرُهُhis inward perceptions
حَتَّى انْجَلَتْ لَمُناجاةٍ بَصائِرُهُ
A Mount Sinai whose firebrand's flame shone for Moses,
Until he could speak to it confidentially.
until his inward vision cleared for intimate communion.
A sword over his enemies and nation
نَضاهُhe unsheathed him سَيْفاًas a sword عَلىagainst أعْداءِthe enemies of دَوْلَتِهِhis state
نَضاهُ سَيْفاً عَلى أعْداءِ دَوْلَتِهِ
ماnot كُلُّevery سَيْفٍsword لَهُfor it تُثْنىare bent خَناصِرُهُhis little fingers
ما كُلُّ سَيْفٍ لَهُ تُثْنى خَناصِرُهُ
He unsheathed him as a sword against his state's enemies;
No match for it, shatterer of spines.
not every sword has his little fingers bent in its honor.
Chosen above others with no request on his part,
فَضْلُa grace of اصْطِفاءِelection أتىcame مِنfrom غَيْرِother than مَسْأَلَةٍa request
فَضْلُ اصْطِفاءِ أتى مِن غَيْرِ مَسْأَلَةٍ
يَغنَىhas no need بِهِthrough it عَنof أخٍa brother بَرٍّrighteous يُؤَازِرُهُwho supports him
يَغنَى بِهِ عَن أخٍ بَرٍّ يُؤَازِرُهُ
A grace of election that came without asking,
Content without needing supporting kinsmen.
by which he needs no righteous brother to support him.
Glory to the Commander of the Faithful—may I be sacrificed for you!
تَهُنَّenjoy نُعْمىthe favor of أميرthe Commander of المُؤمِنينَthe Faithful وَدُمْand endure
تَهُنَّ نُعْمى أمير المُؤمِنينَ وَدُمْ
ياO أُيُّهاyou الأشرَفُal-Ashraf المَيْمونُauspicious طائِرُهُhis omen
يا أُيُّها الأشرَفُ المَيْمونُ طائِرُهُ
Enjoy the Commander of the Faithful's favor, and endure,
O most noble whose destiny is triumphant!
O al-Ashraf, whose omen is auspicious.
With your sharp blade the staff's miracles were nullified
بِحَدِّby the edge of سَيْفِكَyour sword آياتُthe miracles of العَصَاthe staff نُسِخَتْwere superseded
بِحَدِّ سَيْفِكَ آياتُ العَصَا نُسِخَتْ
إِذْاwhen تَفَرْacts like (split verb) عَنَPharaoh (split verb) يَوْمَon the day of الرَّوْعِterror كافِرُهُits unbeliever
إِذْا تَفَرْ عَنَ يَوْمَ الرَّوْعِ كافِرُهُ
By your sword's edge, the staff's miracles were superseded,
When the unbelievers fled in fear on the day of anguish.
when the unbeliever plays Pharaoh on the day of terror.
Ask the kidneys and ruptured guts about the one who contests him!
سَلِask الكُلَىthe kidneys وَالطُّلَىand the throats ياO مَنone who يُساجِلُهُcompetes with him
سَلِ الكُلَى وَالطُّلَى يا مَن يُساجِلُهُ
فَالرُّمحُfor the spear ناظِمُهُone that strings it وَالسَّيفُand the sword ناثِرُهُone that scatters it
فَالرُّمحُ ناظِمُهُ وَالسَّيفُ ناثِرُهُ
Ask the kidneys and throats, O you who vie with him:
His spear composes, his sword scatters them.
for the spear strings them together, and the sword scatters them.
His blades were stained with the blood of the slain,
تَنَجَّسَتْwere defiled بِدَمِwith the blood of القَتْلَىthe slain صَوارِمُهُhis sharp swords
تَنَجَّسَتْ بِدَمِ القَتْلَى صَوارِمُهُ
وَطُهِّرَتْand were purified بِيَدِby the hand of التَّقْوىpiety مآزِرُهُhis waistcloths
وَطُهِّرَتْ بِيَدِ التَّقْوى مآزِرُهُ
His sharp swords were defiled with the blood of the slain,
And cleansed by the hand of piety grasping them.
while his waistcloths were purified by the hand of piety.
Quick to draw swords, violent in battle, a feast for vultures,
نَضُّlavish النَّوالِbounty سَريعُswift البَطْشِstriking مُتَّئِدٌdeliberate
نَضُّ النَّوالِ سَريعُ البَطْشِ مُتَّئِدٌ
كالدَّهْرِlike time تُرْجىare hoped for كمَاjust as تُخْشىare feared بَوادِرُهُhis sudden acts
كالدَّهْرِ تُرْجى كمَا تُخْشى بَوادِرُهُ
Lavish in giving, swift to strike, yet deliberate,
Like fate—hoped for and feared for what it brings.
like time, his sudden turns are hoped for as well as feared.
His gifts enrich all hands when he is kind,
إِذْاwhen حَباbestowed أغْنَتِenriched الأيدِيthe hands مَواهِبُهُhis gifts
إِذْا حَبا أغْنَتِ الأيدِي مَواهِبُهُ
وَإنْand if سَطاstruck سَدَّتِfilled الدُّنْياthe world عَساكِرُهُhis armies
وَإنْ سَطا سَدَّتِ الدُّنْيا عَساكِرُهُ
When he gives, his gifts enrich hands;
His armies overwhelm the world when he is harsh.
and when he strikes, his armies fill the world.
Where can one who incurs his wrath escape from his hand?
أيْنَwhere المَفَرُّis escape لِمَنْfor one who عاداهُopposed him مِنfrom يَدِهhis hand
أيْنَ المَفَرُّ لِمَنْ عاداهُ مِن يَدِه
وَالوَحْشُand wild beasts وَالطَّيْرُand birds أتْباعٌfollowers تُسايِرُهُaccompany him
وَالوَحْشُ وَالطَّيْرُ أتْباعٌ تُسايِرُهُ
Where can anyone hostile to him flee from his hand,
Beasts and birds are troops following him.
when wild beasts and birds are followers marching beside him?
If he climbs the sky, it embraces him.
إنْif يَصْعَدِhe ascends الْجَوَّthe sky ناشَتْهُsnatched him خَواطِفَهُhis swooping birds
إنْ يَصْعَدِ الْجَوَّ ناشَتْهُ خَواطِفَهُ
أوْor يَهْبِطِhe descends الأرْضَthe earth غالَتْهُdestroyed him كَواسِرُهُhis beasts of prey
أوْ يَهْبِطِ الأرْضَ غالَتْهُ كَواسِرُهُ
If he climbs into the sky, his swooping birds snatch him;
If he descends to earth, it surrenders to him.
or descends to earth, his beasts of prey destroy him.
O fountain of gifts encompassing his family,
ياO جامِعاًone who gathers بِالعَطاياthrough gifts شَمِلَthe unity of عِتْرَتِهِhis kin
يا جامِعاً بِالعَطايا شَمِلَ عِتْرَتِهِ
كَالقُطْبِlike the center لَوْلاَهُwere it not for it ماnot صَحَّتْheld true دَوائِرُهُits circles
كَالقُطْبِ لَوْلاَهُ ما صَحَّتْ دَوائِرُهُ
O you who reunite your kin through gifts,
Like the celestial pole around which the spheres revolve!
like the center without which its circles could not be true.
If my poetry excels, it taught me.
إنْif جادَexcelled شِعْرِيmy poetry فَهذاthen this الفَضْلُbounty عَلَّمَنيtaught me
إنْ جادَ شِعْرِي فَهذا الفَضْلُ عَلَّمَني
مَنْwhoever غاصَdived فِيinto البَحْرِthe sea جاءَتْهُcame to him جَواهِرُهُits jewels
مَنْ غاصَ فِي البَحْرِ جاءَتْهُ جَواهِرُهُ
If my poetry excels, this bounty has taught me:
He who dives into the sea retrieves its jewels.
whoever dives into the sea receives its jewels.
Partial English translation: 81 of 82 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1