قَلِيلٌfew مَنْthose who يَدُومُremain constant عَلَىin الْوِدَادِaffection
قَلِيلٌ مَنْ يَدُومُ عَلَى الْوِدَادِ
فَلاso do not تَحْفِلْpay heed بِقُرْبٍto nearness أَوْor بِعَادِdistance
فَلا تَحْفِلْ بِقُرْبٍ أَوْ بِعَادِ
Few remain constant in affection.
Few are those who keep affection long
So pay no heed to nearness or distance.
So care not whether one's near or far
إِذَاif كَانَthere is التَّغَيُّرُchange فِيin اللَّيَالِيthe nights
إِذَا كَانَ التَّغَيُّرُ فِي اللَّيَالِي
فَكَيْفَthen how يَدُومُendures وُدٌّaffection فِيin فُؤَادِa heart
فَكَيْفَ يَدُومُ وُدٌّ فِي فُؤَادِ
If change occurs in the nights,
When nights themselves are fickle
Then how can affection endure in a heart?
How can love in the heart endure?
وَمَنْand who لَكَfor you أَنْthat تَرَىyou see قَلْبَاًa heart نَقِيَّاًpure
وَمَنْ لَكَ أَنْ تَرَى قَلْبَاً نَقِيَّاً
وَلَمَّاwhile not yet يَخْلُis free قَلْبٌa heart مِنْof سَوَادِdarkness
وَلَمَّا يَخْلُ قَلْبٌ مِنْ سَوَادِ
And who can assure you of seeing a pure heart,
Who are you to expect a heart unsullied
While no heart is yet free of darkness?
When every heart holds shades of black?
فَلاso do not تَبْذُلْlavish هَوَاكَyour love إِلَىupon خَلِيلٍa close friend
فَلا تَبْذُلْ هَوَاكَ إِلَى خَلِيلٍ
تَظُنُّyou suppose بِهِin him الْوَفَاءَloyalty وَلاand do not تُعَادِbe hostile
تَظُنُّ بِهِ الْوَفَاءَ وَلا تُعَادِ
So do not lavish your love upon a friend
Do not give your love to a friend
You suppose to be faithful; nor be hostile.
Thinking him true, never to turn back
وَكُنْand be مُتَوَسِّطَاًmoderate فِيin كُلِّevery حَالٍcircumstance
وَكُنْ مُتَوَسِّطَاً فِي كُلِّ حَالٍ
لِتَأْمَنَso you may be safe مَاwhat تَخَافُyou fear مِنَfrom الْعِنَادِobstinacy
لِتَأْمَنَ مَا تَخَافُ مِنَ الْعِنَادِ
And be moderate in every circumstance,
In all affairs, keep to the middle way
So you may be safe from the obstinacy you fear.
To be safe from what you fear in obstinacy
مُدَارَاةُtactful handling الرِّجَالِmen أَخَفُّlighter وَطْئاًin tread
مُدَارَاةُ الرِّجَالِ أَخَفُّ وَطْئاً
عَلَىupon الإِنْسَانِa person مِنْthan حَرْبِwar against الْفَسادِcorruption
عَلَى الإِنْسَانِ مِنْ حَرْبِ الْفَسادِ
Dealing tactfully with men is lighter in its tread
Dealing gently with men is lighter
Upon a person than waging war on corruption.
Upon a person than promoting vice
يَعِيشُlives الْمَرءُa person مَحْبُوباًbeloved إِذَاwhen مَاemphasis
يَعِيشُ الْمَرءُ مَحْبُوباً إِذَا مَا
نَحاhe aims فيin سَيْرِهِhis conduct قَصْدَtoward السَّدادِrectitude
نَحا في سَيْرِهِ قَصْدَ السَّدادِ
A person lives beloved when
One lives beloved if he keeps straight
He aims for rectitude in his conduct.
In his conduct, the right purpose in sight
وَمَاand not الدُّنْيَاthe world سِوَىanything but عَجْزٍweakness وحِرْصٍand greed
وَمَا الدُّنْيَا سِوَى عَجْزٍ وحِرْصٍ
هُماthey both أَصْلُthe root الْخَلِيقَةِinnate character فِيamong الْعِبَادِhumankind
هُما أَصْلُ الْخَلِيقَةِ فِي الْعِبَادِ
And the world is nothing but weakness and greed;
The world is but want and greed
They are the root of character in humankind.
The root of man's nature, we see it outright
فَلَوْلاso were it not for الْعَجْزُweakness مَاnot كَانَwould exist التَّصَافِيmutual friendship
فَلَوْلا الْعَجْزُ مَا كَانَ التَّصَافِي
وَلَوْلاand were it not for الْحِرْصُgreed ماnot كَانَwould exist التَّعَادِيmutual hostility
وَلَوْلا الْحِرْصُ ما كَانَ التَّعَادِي
So, without weakness there would be no mutual friendship,
Without want, there'd be no cordiality
And without greed there would be no mutual hostility.
Without greed, there'd be no hostility
وَمَاand not عَقَدَformed الرِّجَالُmen الْوُدَّaffection إِلَّاexcept
وَمَا عَقَدَ الرِّجَالُ الْوُدَّ إِلَّا
لِنَفْعٍfor gain أَوْor لِمَنْعٍfor protection مِنْfrom تَعَادِيmutual hostility
لِنَفْعٍ أَوْ لِمَنْعٍ مِنْ تَعَادِي
And men have formed bonds of affection only
Men befriend each other only
For gain, or for protection from mutual hostility.
For benefit, or to avoid enmity
وَمَاand not كَانَwould الْعِداءُhostility يَخِفُّlessen لَوْلاwere it not for
وَمَا كَانَ الْعِداءُ يَخِفُّ لَوْلا
أَذَىharm السُّلْطَانِthe ruler أَوْor خَوْفُfear المَعَادِthe Hereafter
أَذَى السُّلْطَانِ أَوْ خَوْفُ المَعَادِ
And hostility would not lessen were it not for
Only fear of the Sultan or of consequence
Harm from the ruler, or fear of the Hereafter.
Keeps hatred from boiling point, we can see
فَيَاso O بْنَson أَبِيmy father وَلَسْتَand you are not بِهِthat son وَلَكِنْbut
فَيَا بْنَ أَبِي وَلَسْتَ بِهِ وَلَكِنْ
كِلانَاboth of us زَرْعُcrops أَرضٍearth لِلْحصَادِfor harvest
كِلانَا زَرْعُ أَرضٍ لِلْحصَادِ
So, O son of my father—though you are not his son—yet
Although not son of Abu, art yet like me
We are both crops of earth, meant for harvest.
Both of us plants for the harvest to be
تَأَمَّلْreflect هَلْdo تَرَىyou see أَثَرَاًa trace فَإِنِّيfor indeed I
تَأَمَّلْ هَلْ تَرَى أَثَرَاً فَإِنِّي
أَرَىI see الآثَارَthe traces تَذْهَبُvanish كَالرَّمَادِlike ashes
أَرَى الآثَارَ تَذْهَبُ كَالرَّمَادِ
Reflect: do you see a trace? For I
Look, can you see any trace, for I
See traces vanish like ashes.
See all traces vanish like ashes in breeze
حَيَاةُlife الْمَرْءِa person فيin الدُّنْيَاthis world خَيَالٌa phantom
حَيَاةُ الْمَرْءِ في الدُّنْيَا خَيَالٌ
وَعَاقِبَةُand the outcome الأُمُورِall things إِلَىtoward نَفَادِan end
وَعَاقِبَةُ الأُمُورِ إِلَى نَفَادِ
A person's life in this world is a phantom,
A person's life in this world is mirage
And all things ultimately come to an end.
And all things come to end, none will last, we foresee
فَطُوبَىso blessed لامْرِئٍfor a man غَلَبَتْovercame هَوَاهُhis desire
فَطُوبَى لامْرِئٍ غَلَبَتْ هَوَاهُ
بَصِيرَتُهُhis insight فَبَاتَso he passed the night عَلَىin رَشَادِright guidance
بَصِيرَتُهُ فَبَاتَ عَلَى رَشَادِ
Blessed, then, is the man whose desire is overcome
Happy the one who defeats his passion
By his insight, so he passes the night rightly guided.
With wisdom, and so lives rightly guided
Sol 6.1