فِيin فِلْسْطِينَPalestine أَيُّwhat a نَجْمٍstar أَنَارَاshone forth
فِي فِلْسْطِينَ أَيُّ نَجْمٍ أَنَارَا
فَأَقَرَّand so gladdened العُيُونَthe eyes ثُمَّthen تَوَارَىvanished
فَأَقَرَّ العُيُونَ ثُمَّ تَوَارَى
In Palestine, what a star shone forth,
In Palestine, which star lit up
gladdening the eyes, then vanishing!
Bringing joy to eyes before hiding away
شُبِّهwas likened لِلْمَسِيحِto Christ أَوْفَىrose above عَلَيْهَاher
شُبِّه لِلْمَسِيحِ أَوْفَى عَلَيْهَا
زَمَناًfor a time لَمْdid not يَطلْlast long وَأَلْقَىand dropped السِّتَارَاthe curtain
زَمَناً لَمْ يَطلْ وَأَلْقَى السِّتَارَا
Likened to Christ, he rose above her
Likened to the Messiah, he was true to it
for a brief time, then let the curtain fall.
For a time not long, before drawing the curtain
ماwhat دَهَىbefell الأُمَّةthe nation الَّتِيthat فَقَدَتْهُlost him
ما دَهَى الأُمَّة الَّتِي فَقَدَتْهُ
أَفْدَحَthe gravest الرُّزْءِcalamity فقْدِهَاher loss of الحَجَّارَاal-Hajjar
أَفْدَحَ الرُّزْءِ فقْدِهَا الحَجَّارَا
What a calamity befell the nation that lost him!
How grieved the nation that lost him
The gravest loss was her loss of al-Hajjar.
With tremendous agony, losing their gem
بَانَdeparted عَنْهَاfrom her فَجْأَةsuddenly قَهْرَanguish of ثَكْلىa bereaved mother
بَانَ عَنْهَا فَجْأَة قَهْرَ ثَكْلى
مُسْلِمُوهَاher Muslims فِيin مَأْتَمٍa mourning gathering وَالنَّصارَىand the Christians
مُسْلِمُوهَا فِي مَأْتَمٍ وَالنَّصارَى
He left her suddenly with a bereaved mother's anguish;
His sudden death exposed their affliction
her Muslims were in mourning, and her Christians too.
Muslims mourning, and Christians too
عَمَّpervaded إِحْسَانُهُhis kindness الدِّيَارَthe lands فَلَمَّاand when
عَمَّ إِحْسَانُهُ الدِّيَارَ فَلَمَّا
غَابَhe was gone عَمَّpervaded الأَسَىgrief عَلَيْهِfor him الدِّيَارَاthe lands
غَابَ عَمَّ الأَسَى عَلَيْهِ الدِّيَارَا
His kindness pervaded the lands; and when
His kindness spread through the land, but when
he was gone, grief for him pervaded the lands.
He was gone, sorrow spread through the land
لَمْdid not يَسِرْwalk بِالأَبِwith the Father المُشَيَّعborne to burial شَعبٌa people
لَمْ يَسِرْ بِالأَبِ المُشَيَّع شَعبٌ
وَهْوَwhile it was بَاكٍweeping كَمَاjust as بِهِwith him الشَّعْبُthe people سَارَاwalked
وَهْوَ بَاكٍ كَمَا بِهِ الشَّعْبُ سَارَا
No people ever walked with a Father borne to burial,
No people walked with the mourning father
weeping as this people walked with him.
As the people walked, crying with him
رَجُلٌa man شَرَّفَbrought honor to الرِّجَالَthe men وَحِبْرٌand a prelate
رَجُلٌ شَرَّفَ الرِّجَالَ وَحِبْرٌ
بِالمُبِرَّاتِthrough charitable deeds شَرَّفَbrought honor to الأَحْبَارَاthe prelates
بِالمُبِرَّاتِ شَرَّفَ الأَحْبَارَا
A man who brought honor to men, and a prelate
A man who honored men, and a priest
who, through charitable deeds, brought honor to prelates.
Who honored priests with pieties
عَالِمٌa scholar عَامِلٌa man of action نَقِيٌّpure تَقِيٌّdevout
عَالِمٌ عَامِلٌ نَقِيٌّ تَقِيٌّ
يَمْلأُfills النَّفسَthe soul رَوْعةawe وَوِقَارَاand dignity
يَمْلأُ النَّفسَ رَوْعة وَوِقَارَا
A scholar, a man of action, pure and devout,
A scholar, worker, pure, devout
filling the soul with awe and dignity.
Filling the soul with awe and dignity
بَلَغَreached الشَّأوَthe summit كَاتِباًas a writer وَخَطِيباًand an orator
بَلَغَ الشَّأوَ كَاتِباً وَخَطِيباً
وَكَسَاand clothed الضَّادَthe language of ḍād مَاwhatever تَشَاءُit desires فَخَارَاglory
وَكَسَا الضَّادَ مَا تَشَاءُ فَخَارَا
He reached the summit as a writer and an orator,
He reached high stature as writer and orator
and clothed the language of ḍād in all the glory it desired.
And wore the Arabic script however he wished
عَبْقرِيٌّa genius بِفِكْرِهin his thought لاnot يُسَامَىcan be equaled
عَبْقرِيٌّ بِفِكْرِه لا يُسَامَى
وَبِمَجْرَىand in the flow of بَيَانهhis eloquence لاnot يُجَارَىcan be rivaled
وَبِمَجْرَى بَيَانه لا يُجَارَى
A genius, unrivaled in his thought,
A genius in mind, peerless
and unmatched in the flow of his eloquence.
In eloquence, none can compete
نَفَعَbenefited النَّاسَthe people فِيin الْحَيَاةlife وَوَلّىand entrusted
نَفَعَ النَّاسَ فِي الْحَيَاة وَوَلّى
نَفْعُهُمْbenefiting them بَعْدَafter عَيْنهِhis person الآثارَاthe lasting works
نَفْعُهُمْ بَعْدَ عَيْنهِ الآثارَا
He benefited people in life, and entrusted
He benefited people in life, and after
their welfare, after his passing, to his lasting works.
His death, the benefits remained
وَبِرَأْيٍand with judgment مَاضٍresolute وَقَلْبٍand a heart شُجاعٍbrave
وَبِرَأْيٍ مَاضٍ وَقَلْبٍ شُجاعٍ
مِنْfrom عدُوِّthe enemy of الذِّمَارِwhat must be defended صَانَhe safeguarded الذِّمَارَاwhat must be defended
مِنْ عدُوِّ الذِّمَارِ صَانَ الذِّمَارَا
And with resolute judgment and a brave heart,
With resolute opinion and brave heart
he guarded all he held sacred against its foe.
He protected the sanctuaries from the enemy
مَنْwhoever رَأَىsaw نَظْمُهُhis weaving جِسَامَmighty المسَاعِيthe endeavors
مَنْ رَأَى نَظْمُهُ جِسَامَ المسَاعِي
كيْفَhow يَسْطِيعُcan he نَظْمَهَاweave them أَشْعَارَاinto poems
كيْفَ يَسْطِيعُ نَظْمَهَا أَشْعَارَا
Whoever has seen his weaving of mighty deeds—
Whoever saw the monument of his deeds
how can he weave them into verse?
How could poems describe them?
يَاO فَقِيدَlost one of الأَوْطَانِthe homelands بَلْnay, rather ياO شَهِيداًmartyr
يَا فَقِيدَ الأَوْطَانِ بَلْ يا شَهِيداً
خَالِداًimmortal بَيْنَamong أَهْلِهاtheir people تِذْكَارَاin remembrance
خَالِداً بَيْنَ أَهْلِها تِذْكَارَا
O you whom the homelands have lost—nay, O martyr,
O missing light of nations, nay, O martyr
immortal in remembrance among their people.
Immortal among your people as a memento
قَدْindeed تَرَكْتَyou left المَجْدَthe glory القَصِيرَbrief مَدَاهُits span
قَدْ تَرَكْتَ المَجْدَ القَصِيرَ مَدَاهُ
فَالْقَso meet مَجْداًglory يُطَاوِلُrivals in duration الأَدْهَارَاthe ages
فَالْقَ مَجْداً يُطَاوِلُ الأَدْهَارَا
You have left behind the glory whose span is brief;
You left fleeting glory behind
so meet a glory that rivals the ages.
To find glory that endures ages
وَتَمَتَّعand delight بالقُرْبِin nearness مِنْto عرْشِthe throne of رَبٍa Lord
وَتَمَتَّع بالقُرْبِ مِنْ عرْشِ رَبٍ
كُنْتَyou were فِيon الأَرْضِthe earth عَبْدَهُhis servant المُخْتَارَاchosen
كُنْتَ فِي الأَرْضِ عَبْدَهُ المُخْتَارَا
And delight in nearness to the throne of the Lord,
And drew near on the throne of your Lord
whose chosen servant you were on earth.
You were on earth His chosen servant
Sol 6.1