أَسَلَّةُa sharp point سَيْفٍa sword أَمْor عَقِيقَةُa streak بَارِقِlightning
أَسَلَّةُ سَيْفٍ أَمْ عَقِيقَةُ بَارِقِ
أَضَاءَتْlit up لَنَاfor us وَهْنَاًlate at night سَمَاوَةَthe sky of بَارِقِBariq
أَضَاءَتْ لَنَا وَهْنَاً سَمَاوَةَ بَارِقِ
Is it a sword's point, or a streak of lightning
Are they the gleaming blades of swords or the radiance of carnelian gems?
that lit for us, late at night, the sky of Bariq?
They shone gently for us, the serene brilliance of lightning.
لَوَىturned الرَّكْبُthe riders أَعْنَاقَاًnecks إِلَيْهَاtoward it خَوَاضِعَاًbowed
لَوَى الرَّكْبُ أَعْنَاقَاً إِلَيْهَا خَوَاضِعَاً
بِزَفْرَةِwith the sigh of مَحْزُونٍa grieving soul وَنَظْرَةِand the gaze of وَامِقِa lover
بِزَفْرَةِ مَحْزُونٍ وَنَظْرَةِ وَامِقِ
The riders turned bowed necks toward it,
The travelers bowed their necks to it submissively,
with a grieving soul's sigh and a lover's gaze.
With the roar of a grieving lion and the piercing gaze of lightning.
وَفِيand in حَرَكَاتِthe movements of الْبَرقِlightning لِلشَّوْقِfor longing آيَةٌa sign
وَفِي حَرَكَاتِ الْبَرقِ لِلشَّوْقِ آيَةٌ
تَدُلُّpoints عَلَىto مَاwhat جَنَّهُconcealed it كُلُّevery عَاشِقِlover
تَدُلُّ عَلَى مَا جَنَّهُ كُلُّ عَاشِقِ
And in lightning's movements there is a sign of longing
And in the flickering of lightning there is a sign for yearning -
that reveals what every lover has concealed.
It indicates what is hidden in the heart of every lover.
تَفُضُّparts جُفُوناًeyelids عَنْfrom دُمُوعٍtears سَوَائِلٍflowing
تَفُضُّ جُفُوناً عَنْ دُمُوعٍ سَوَائِلٍ
وَتَفْرِيand cleaves صُدُورَاًbreasts عَنْfrom قُلُوبٍhearts خَوَافِقِthrobbing
وَتَفْرِي صُدُورَاً عَنْ قُلُوبٍ خَوَافِقِ
It parts eyelids to reveal streaming tears,
Eyelids overflow with cascading tears,
and cleaves breasts to reveal throbbing hearts.
And breasts reveal hearts that ache.
وَكَيْفَand how يَعِيgrasps سِرَّthe secret of الْهَوَىlove غَيْرُother than أَهْلِهِits people
وَكَيْفَ يَعِي سِرَّ الْهَوَى غَيْرُ أَهْلِهِ
وَيَعْرِفُand knows مَعْنَىthe meaning of الشَّوْقِlonging مَنْone who لَمْhas not يُفَارِقِparted
وَيَعْرِفُ مَعْنَى الشَّوْقِ مَنْ لَمْ يُفَارِقِ
And how can anyone but love's own people grasp its secret,
How can anyone but the initiated understand the secret of passion,
and one who has never parted know the meaning of longing?
And recognize the meaning of longing unless they have experienced separation?
لَعَمْرُby the life of الْهَوَىlove إِنِّيindeed I لَدُنْsince شَفَّنِيwasted me النَّوَىseparation
لَعَمْرُ الْهَوَى إِنِّي لَدُنْ شَفَّنِي النَّوَى
لَفِيindeed in وَلَهٍfrenzy مِنْfrom سَوْرَةِthe surge of الْوَجْدِpassion مَاحِقِconsuming
لَفِي وَلَهٍ مِنْ سَوْرَةِ الْوَجْدِ مَاحِقِ
By the life of love, I—since separation wasted me—
By the passion that has tormented me since the bloom of youth faded,
am in a consuming frenzy from passion's surge.
I am lost in the intoxication of the first pangs of ardent love!
كَفَىsuffices بِمُقَامِيmy sojourn فِيin سَرَنْدِيبَSerendib غُرْبَةًexile
كَفَى بِمُقَامِي فِي سَرَنْدِيبَ غُرْبَةً
نَزَعْتُI stripped off بِهَاin it عَنِّيfrom myself ثِيَابَthe garments of الْعَلائِقِattachments
نَزَعْتُ بِهَا عَنِّي ثِيَابَ الْعَلائِقِ
My sojourn in Serendib is exile enough;
My sojourn in exile in Sarandib is enough -
there I stripped from myself the garments of attachment.
I have cast off the garments of worldly attachments.
وَمَنْand whoever رَامَseeks نَيْلَattainment of الْعِزِّhonor فَلْيَصْطَبِرْthen let him endure عَلَىthrough
وَمَنْ رَامَ نَيْلَ الْعِزِّ فَلْيَصْطَبِرْ عَلَى
لِقَاءِencountering الْمَنَايَاdeath وَاقْتِحَامِand plunging into الْمَضَايِقِnarrow passes
لِقَاءِ الْمَنَايَا وَاقْتِحَامِ الْمَضَايِقِ
And whoever seeks to attain honor must endure
Whoever aspires to the glory of nobility must have patience
meeting death and plunging into narrow passes.
To face death and traverse perilous straits.
فَإِنْfor if تَكُنِshould have الأَيَّامُthe days رَنَّقْنَthey muddied مَشْرَبِيmy draught
فَإِنْ تَكُنِ الأَيَّامُ رَنَّقْنَ مَشْرَبِي
وَثَلَّمْنَand they nicked حَدِّيmy edge بِالْخُطُوبِwith calamities الطَّوَارِقِthat strike unexpectedly
وَثَلَّمْنَ حَدِّي بِالْخُطُوبِ الطَّوَارِقِ
For if the days have muddied my draught
If days have choked my ambitions,
and nicked my edge with sudden calamities,
And misfortunes have assailed me with sudden calamities,
فَمَاthen not غَيَّرَتْنِيchanged me مِحْنَةٌan ordeal عَنْfrom خَلِيقَتِيmy nature
فَمَا غَيَّرَتْنِي مِحْنَةٌ عَنْ خَلِيقَتِي
وَلاnor حَوَّلَتْنِيdiverted me خُدْعَةٌdeceit عَنْfrom طَرَائِقِيmy ways
وَلا حَوَّلَتْنِي خُدْعَةٌ عَنْ طَرَائِقِي
no ordeal has changed my nature,
No tribulation has changed my character,
nor has deceit diverted me from my ways.
Nor any deception turned me from my ways.
وَلَكِنَّنِيbut I بَاقٍremaining steadfast عَلَىin مَاwhat يَسُرُّنِيpleases me
وَلَكِنَّنِي بَاقٍ عَلَى مَا يَسُرُّنِي
وَيُغْضِبُand angers أَعْدَائِيmy enemies وَيُرْضِيand pleases أَصَادِقيmy friends
وَيُغْضِبُ أَعْدَائِي وَيُرْضِي أَصَادِقي
But I remain steadfast in what delights me,
Rather, I remain as I desire,
angers my enemies, and pleases my friends.
Which angers my enemies and gratifies my friends.
فَحَسْرَةُso the grief of بُعْدِيmy distance عَنْfrom حَبِيبٍa beloved friend مُصَادِقٍfaithful
فَحَسْرَةُ بُعْدِي عَنْ حَبِيبٍ مُصَادِقٍ
كَفَرْحَةِis like the joy of بُعْدِيmy distance عَنْfrom عَدُوٍّan enemy مُمَاذِقِdissembling
كَفَرْحَةِ بُعْدِي عَنْ عَدُوٍّ مُمَاذِقِ
So my grief at being far from a faithful friend
So my sadness at separation from a beloved friend
matches my joy at being far from a dissembling foe.
Is like my joy at separation from a spiteful enemy.
فَتِلْكَso that بِهَذِيin exchange for this وَالنَّجَاةُand escape غَنِيمَةٌa gain
فَتِلْكَ بِهَذِي وَالنَّجَاةُ غَنِيمَةٌ
مِنَfrom النَّاسِpeople وَالدُّنْيَاand the world مَكِيدَةُthe stratagem of حَاذِقِa cunning man
مِنَ النَّاسِ وَالدُّنْيَا مَكِيدَةُ حَاذِقِ
The one offsets the other; escape is a gain
Such is the state I am in, and survival is a prize
from people, and the world is a cunning man's stratagem.
Snatched from deceitful people and the cunning world.
أَلاlisten أَيُّهَاO you الزَّارِيthe disparager عَلَيَّagainst me بِجَهْلِهِthrough his ignorance
أَلا أَيُّهَا الزَّارِي عَلَيَّ بِجَهْلِهِ
وَلَمْand did not يَدْرِknow أَنِّيthat I am دُرَّةٌa pearl فِيupon الْمَفَارِقِthe crowns of heads
وَلَمْ يَدْرِ أَنِّي دُرَّةٌ فِي الْمَفَارِقِ
Listen, you who disparage me in your ignorance,
O you who reproach me in your ignorance
not knowing that I am a pearl upon the crowns of heads:
Not knowing I am a pearl to the discerning!
تَعَزَّconsole yourself عَنِfor the loss of الْعَلْيَاءِeminence بِاللُّؤْمِwith baseness وَاعْتَزِلْand withdraw
تَعَزَّ عَنِ الْعَلْيَاءِ بِاللُّؤْمِ وَاعْتَزِلْ
فَإِنَّfor indeed الْعُلاgreatness لَيْسَتْis not بِلَغْوِby idle talk الْمَنَاطِقِutterances
فَإِنَّ الْعُلا لَيْسَتْ بِلَغْوِ الْمَنَاطِقِ
Console yourself with baseness for lost eminence, and withdraw;
Shun the vulgar and withdraw into solitude,
for greatness is not won by idle speech.
For nobility lies not in clever rhetoric.
فَمَاfor not أَنَاI مِمَّنْamong those who تَقْبَلُaccepts الضَّيْمَoppression نَفْسُهُhis soul
فَمَا أَنَا مِمَّنْ تَقْبَلُ الضَّيْمَ نَفْسُهُ
وَيَرْضَىand is content بِمَاwith what يَرْضَىis content بِهِwith it كُلُّevery مَائِقِfool
وَيَرْضَى بِمَا يَرْضَى بِهِ كُلُّ مَائِقِ
For I am not one whose soul accepts oppression
I am not one whose spirit accepts humiliation
and is content with whatever every fool accepts.
Or is content with what satisfies all sycophants.
إِذَاif الْمَرْءُa man لَمْdoes not يَنْهَضْrise لِمَاto what فِيهِin it مَجْدُهُhis glory
إِذَا الْمَرْءُ لَمْ يَنْهَضْ لِمَا فِيهِ مَجْدُهُ
قَضَىhe dies وَهْوَwhile he is كَلٌّa burden فِيin خُدُورِthe secluded chambers of الْعَوَاتِقِmaidens
قَضَى وَهْوَ كَلٌّ فِي خُدُورِ الْعَوَاتِقِ
If a man does not rise to that wherein his glory lies,
When a man does not rise to what brings him glory,
he dies a burden in the secluded chambers of maidens.
He lives in futility among old maids.
وَأَيُّand what حَيَاةٍlife لاِمْرِئٍfor a man إِنْif تَنَكَّرَتْturns hostile
وَأَيُّ حَيَاةٍ لاِمْرِئٍ إِنْ تَنَكَّرَتْ
لَهُto him الْحَالُfortune لَمْdoes not يَعْقِدْfasten سُيُورَthe straps of الْمَنَاطِقِgirdles
لَهُ الْحَالُ لَمْ يَعْقِدْ سُيُورَ الْمَنَاطِقِ
And what life has a man who, if it turns hostile—
What life can one have if fate turns against him
his fortune—fails to fasten his girdle-straps?
And he does not take hold of the reins of destiny?
فَمَاfor not قُذُفَاتُthe lofty crags of الْعِزِّhonor إِلَّاexcept لِمَاجِدٍfor a noble man
فَمَا قُذُفَاتُ الْعِزِّ إِلَّا لِمَاجِدٍ
إِذَاwhen هَمَّhe resolves جَلَّىdispels عَزْمُهُhis resolve كُلَّevery غَاسِقِdarkness
إِذَا هَمَّ جَلَّى عَزْمُهُ كُلَّ غَاسِقِ
For the lofty crags of honor are only for a noble man
The laurels of glory are only for the valiant -
whose resolve, when he determines to act, dispels every darkness.
When resolved, their determination dispels all darkness.
يَقُولُsay أُنَاسٌsome people إِنَّنِيthat I ثُرْتُI rose in revolt خَالِعاًrenouncing allegiance
يَقُولُ أُنَاسٌ إِنَّنِي ثُرْتُ خَالِعاً
وَتِلْكَand those هَنَاتٌfailings لَمْnot تَكُنْwere مِنْamong خَلائِقِيmy traits
وَتِلْكَ هَنَاتٌ لَمْ تَكُنْ مِنْ خَلائِقِي
Some people say that I rose in revolt, renouncing allegiance;
Some say I have rebelled and withdrawn,
but such failings were never among my traits.
But those are false accusations not in my nature.
وَلَكِنَّنِيbut I نَادَيْتُI called بِالْعَدْلِfor justice طَالِبَاًseeking
وَلَكِنَّنِي نَادَيْتُ بِالْعَدْلِ طَالِبَاً
رِضَاthe approval of اللَّهِGod وَاسْتَنْهَضْتُand I rallied أَهْلَthe people of الْحَقَائِقِtruth
رِضَا اللَّهِ وَاسْتَنْهَضْتُ أَهْلَ الْحَقَائِقِ
But I called for justice, seeking
Rather, I called for justice seeking
God's approval, and rallied the people of truth.
God's pleasure, and roused people of principle.
أَمَرْتُI enjoined بِمَعْرُوفٍwhat is right وَأَنْكَرْتُand I denounced مُنْكَراًwhat is wrong
أَمَرْتُ بِمَعْرُوفٍ وَأَنْكَرْتُ مُنْكَراً
وَذَلِكَand that حُكْمٌa decree فِيupon رِقَابِthe necks of الْخَلائِقِhumankind
وَذَلِكَ حُكْمٌ فِي رِقَابِ الْخَلائِقِ
I enjoined what is right and denounced what is wrong,
I commanded right and forbade wrong,
and that is a decree laid upon the necks of humankind.
Which is the duty over all mortal souls.
فَإِنْso if كَانَwas عِصْيَاناًdisobedience قِيَامِيmy rising فَإِنَّنِيthen indeed I
فَإِنْ كَانَ عِصْيَاناً قِيَامِي فَإِنَّنِي
أَرَدْتُI intended بِعِصْيَانِيby my disobedience إِطَاعَةَobedience to خَالِقِيmy Creator
أَرَدْتُ بِعِصْيَانِي إِطَاعَةَ خَالِقِي
If my rising was disobedience, then I
If my disobedience was a sin, then my intention
intended by my disobedience to obey my Creator.
Was to obey my Creator in rebelling.
وَهَلْand is دَعْوَةُthe call for الشُّورَىconsultation عَلَيَّupon me غَضَاضَةٌa disgrace
وَهَلْ دَعْوَةُ الشُّورَى عَلَيَّ غَضَاضَةٌ
وَفِيهَاand in it لِمَنْfor whoever يَبْغِيseeks الْهُدَىguidance كُلُّevery فَارِقِmeans of discernment
وَفِيهَا لِمَنْ يَبْغِي الْهُدَى كُلُّ فَارِقِ
And is calling for consultation a disgrace to me,
How can advocating consultative rule be harmful to me
when it holds every means of discernment for whoever seeks guidance?
When it offers guidance to all who seek truth?
بَلَىindeed إِنَّهاindeed it is فَرْضٌan obligation مِنَfrom اللَّهِGod وَاجِبٌbinding
بَلَى إِنَّها فَرْضٌ مِنَ اللَّهِ وَاجِبٌ
عَلَىupon كُلِّevery حَيٍّliving person مِنْamong مَسُوقٍone led وَسَائِقِand one who leads
عَلَى كُلِّ حَيٍّ مِنْ مَسُوقٍ وَسَائِقِ
Indeed, it is a duty ordained by God,
Indeed, it is an obligatory command from God
binding on every living person, both those led and those who lead.
Binding on every living soul, driven or driving.
وَكَيْفَand how يَكُونُcan be الْمَرْءُa man حُرَّاًfree مُهَذَّباًupright
وَكَيْفَ يَكُونُ الْمَرْءُ حُرَّاً مُهَذَّباً
وَيَرْضَىand is content بِمَاwith what يَأْتِيcomes بِهِwith it كُلُّevery فَاسِقِevildoer
وَيَرْضَى بِمَا يَأْتِي بِهِ كُلُّ فَاسِقِ
And how can a man be free and upright
How can one be truly free and refined
and accept whatever every evildoer does?
Yet accept whatever an evildoer decrees?
فَإِنْfor if نَافَقَacted hypocritically الأَقْوَامُpeoples فِيin الدِّينِreligion غَدْرَةًtreacherously
فَإِنْ نَافَقَ الأَقْوَامُ فِي الدِّينِ غَدْرَةً
فَإِنِّيthen I بِحَمْدِpraise be to اللَّهِGod غَيْرُnot مُنَافِقِa hypocrite
فَإِنِّي بِحَمْدِ اللَّهِ غَيْرُ مُنَافِقِ
If people act hypocritically in religion out of treachery,
If the people deal treacherously with religion,
then I am, praise be to God, no hypocrite.
Then know I am not of the hypocrites.
عَلَىalthough أَنَّنِيthat I لَمْdid not آلُfall short نُصْحَاًin sincere advice لِمَعْشَرٍto a people
عَلَى أَنَّنِي لَمْ آلُ نُصْحَاً لِمَعْشَرٍ
أَبَىrefused غَدْرُهُمْtheir treachery أَنْto يَقْبَلُواthey accept قَوْلَthe word of صَادِقِa truthful man
أَبَى غَدْرُهُمْ أَنْ يَقْبَلُوا قَوْلَ صَادِقِ
Yet I spared no effort in advising a people
Though I did not cease to advise a people
whose treachery would not let them accept a truthful man's word.
Whose treachery refused to accept the words of an honest man.
رَأَوْاthey decided أَنْto يَسُوسُواthey govern النَّاسَthe people قَهْرَاًby force فَأَسْرَعُواso they hastened
رَأَوْا أَنْ يَسُوسُوا النَّاسَ قَهْرَاً فَأَسْرَعُوا
إِلَىto نَقْضِundoing مَاwhat شَادَتْهُbuilt it أَيْدِيthe hands of الْوَثَائِقِthe covenants
إِلَى نَقْضِ مَا شَادَتْهُ أَيْدِي الْوَثَائِقِ
They decided to govern the people by force, and hastened
They saw fit to tyrannize the people by force, so they rushed
to undo what the hands of covenants had built.
To violate what had been established by legal covenants.
فَلَمَّاthen when اسْتَمَرَّpersisted الظُّلْمُoppression قَامَتْrose عِصَابَةٌa band
فَلَمَّا اسْتَمَرَّ الظُّلْمُ قَامَتْ عِصَابَةٌ
مِنَof الْجُنْدِsoldiers تَسْعَىmarching تَحْتَbeneath ظِلِّthe shade of الْخَوَافِقِfluttering banners
مِنَ الْجُنْدِ تَسْعَى تَحْتَ ظِلِّ الْخَوَافِقِ
When oppression persisted, a band arose
When an army faction arose pursuing shelter
of soldiers, advancing beneath the shade of fluttering banners.
Beneath the darkness of the clouds,
وَشَايَعَهُمْand supported them أَهْلُthe people of الْبِلادِthe country فَأَقْبَلُواso they came
وَشَايَعَهُمْ أَهْلُ الْبِلادِ فَأَقْبَلُوا
إِلَيْهِمْto them سِرَاعاًswiftly بَيْنَamong آتٍone arriving وَلاحِقِand one following
إِلَيْهِمْ سِرَاعاً بَيْنَ آتٍ وَلاحِقِ
The country's people supported them and came
And the townspeople rallied around them, hastening
to them in haste, some arriving and others following,
To join them, coming and going,
يَرُومُونَthey seek مِنْfrom مَوْلَىthe ruler of الْبِلادِthe country نَفَاذَfulfillment of مَاwhat
يَرُومُونَ مِنْ مَوْلَى الْبِلادِ نَفَاذَ مَا
تَأَلَّاهُhe pledged it on oath مِنْas وَعْدٍa promise إِلَىto النَّاسِthe people صَادِقِsincere
تَأَلَّاهُ مِنْ وَعْدٍ إِلَى النَّاسِ صَادِقِ
seeking from the country's ruler the fulfillment of what
Seeking fulfillment from the kingdom's guardian
he had pledged on oath—a sincere promise to the people.
Of what he had promised the people with honesty,
فَلَمَّاthen when أَبَىrefused الْحُكَّامُthe rulers إِلَّاanything but تَمَادِيَاًpersistence
فَلَمَّا أَبَى الْحُكَّامُ إِلَّا تَمَادِيَاً
وَحَالَand stood طِلابُthe pursuit of الْحَقِّjustice دُونَin the way of التَّوَافُقِagreement
وَحَالَ طِلابُ الْحَقِّ دُونَ التَّوَافُقِ
When the rulers insisted on persisting,
But the rulers refused, persisting
and the pursuit of justice stood in the way of accord,
While the seekers of truth were hindered from agreement,
أُنَاسٌsome men شَرَوْاthey bought خِزْيَthe shame of الضَّلالَةِerror بِالْهُدَىwith guidance
أُنَاسٌ شَرَوْا خِزْيَ الضَّلالَةِ بِالْهُدَى
نِفَاقاًhypocritically وَبَاعُواand they sold الدِّينَreligion مِنْهُمof their own بِدَانِقِfor a daniq
نِفَاقاً وَبَاعُوا الدِّينَ مِنْهُم بِدَانِقِ
some men who bought the shame of error with guidance
Some people bartered the shame of misguidance for guidance,
in hypocrisy, and sold their own faith for a daniq,
Hypocritically selling their faith for a pittance.
فَجَاؤُواso they came إِلَيْهِمْto them يَنْصُرُونَthey support ضَلالَهُمْtheir error
فَجَاؤُوا إِلَيْهِمْ يَنْصُرُونَ ضَلالَهُمْ
بِخُدْعَةِwith the deceit of مُغْتَالٍan assassin وَحِيلَةِand the trickery of سَارِقِa thief
بِخُدْعَةِ مُغْتَالٍ وَحِيلَةِ سَارِقِ
came to them to support their error
So they came to support their misguidance
with an assassin's deceit and a thief's cunning.
With the deception of a betrayer and the cunning of a thief.
فَلَمَّاthen when اطْمَأَنُّواthey felt secure فِيin الْبِلادِthe country وَأَيْقَنُواand they became certain
فَلَمَّا اطْمَأَنُّوا فِي الْبِلادِ وَأَيْقَنُوا
بِعَجْزِof the weakness of الْمُحَامِيthe defender دُونَهَاon its behalf وَالْموَاثِقِand the covenant-bound ally
بِعَجْزِ الْمُحَامِي دُونَهَا وَالْموَاثِقِ
Then, once they felt secure in the country and were certain
When they felt secure in the land, and saw
of the weakness of its defender and its covenant-bound ally,
The inability of its lawyer to defend it and its covenants,
أَقَامُواthey stayed وَقَالُواand they said تِلْكَthat is يَاO قَوْمُpeople أَرْضُنَاour land
أَقَامُوا وَقَالُوا تِلْكَ يَا قَوْمُ أَرْضُنَا
وَمَاand not أَحَدٌanyone مِنَّاof us لَهَاfrom it بِمُفَارِقِone who departs
وَمَا أَحَدٌ مِنَّا لَهَا بِمُفَارِقِ
they stayed and said, 'People, that is our land,
They remained and said: “This, O people, is our land,
and not one of us will part from it.'
And none of us are foreign to it.”
وَعَاثُواand they ravaged بِهَاin it يَنْفُونَthey exile مَنْone who خِيفَwas feared بِأْسُهُhis might
وَعَاثُوا بِهَا يَنْفُونَ مَنْ خِيفَ بِأْسُهُ
عَلَيْهِمْagainst them وَكَانَتْand was تِلْكَthat إِحْدَىone of الْبَوائِقِthe calamities
عَلَيْهِمْ وَكَانَتْ تِلْكَ إِحْدَى الْبَوائِقِ
They ravaged it, exiling anyone whose strength they feared
They pillaged it, expelling any who might resist them,
as a threat to them; and that was one of the calamities.
That was one of their terrible calamities.
وَأَصْبَحَand became وَادِيthe valley of النَّيلِthe Nile نَهْبَاًplunder وَأَصْبَحَتْand became
وَأَصْبَحَ وَادِي النَّيلِ نَهْبَاً وَأَصْبَحَتْ
إِمَارَتُهُits dominion الْقَعْسَاءُmighty نُهْزَةَa prize for مَارِقِa renegade
إِمَارَتُهُ الْقَعْسَاءُ نُهْزَةَ مَارِقِ
The Nile Valley became plunder, and
The Nile Valley woke to pillage, and its
its mighty dominion became a renegade's prize.
Feeble Emirate became the jest of rebels.
فَهَذَاso this هُوَis الْحَقُّthe truth الْمُبِينُplain فَلاso do not تَسَلْask
فَهَذَا هُوَ الْحَقُّ الْمُبِينُ فَلا تَسَلْ
سِوَايَanyone but me فَإِنِّيfor I عَالِمٌknowledgeable بِالْحَقَائِقِabout the facts
سِوَايَ فَإِنِّي عَالِمٌ بِالْحَقَائِقِ
This is the plain truth; do not ask
This is the plain truth, so do not ask
anyone but me, for I know the facts.
Anyone but me, for I know the facts.
فَيَاso O مِصْرُEgypt مَدَّmay extend اللهُGod ظِلَّكِyour shade وَارْتَوَىand may drink its fill
فَيَا مِصْرُ مَدَّ اللهُ ظِلَّكِ وَارْتَوَى
ثَرَاكِyour soil بِسَلْسَالٍwith limpid water مِنَfrom النِّيلِthe Nile دَافِقِflowing abundantly
ثَرَاكِ بِسَلْسَالٍ مِنَ النِّيلِ دَافِقِ
O Egypt, may God extend your shade, and may
O Egypt, may God extend your shade, and may you be watered
your soil drink its fill of clear, rushing water from the Nile.
By the Nile in torrents ever bursting!
وَلاand never بَرِحَتْmay cease تَمْتَارُgathering provisions مِنْكِfrom you يَدُthe hand of الصِّبَاthe east wind
وَلا بَرِحَتْ تَمْتَارُ مِنْكِ يَدُ الصِّبَا
أَرِيجَاًfragrance يُدَاوِيheals عَرْفُهُits scent كُلَّevery نَاشِقِone who inhales
أَرِيجَاً يُدَاوِي عَرْفُهُ كُلَّ نَاشِقِ
And may the east wind's hand never cease gathering from you
The hand of the north wind has never ceased
a fragrance whose scent heals everyone who breathes it.
To pluck your aromatic buds that soothe all who breathe.
فَأَنْتِfor you are حِمَىthe refuge of قَوْمِيmy people وَمَشْعَبُand the gathering-place of أُسْرَتِيmy family
فَأَنْتِ حِمَى قَوْمِي وَمَشْعَبُ أُسْرَتِي
وَمَلْعَبُand the playground of أَتْرَابِيmy peers وَمَجْرَىand the racecourse of سَوَابِقِيmy swift steeds
وَمَلْعَبُ أَتْرَابِي وَمَجْرَى سَوَابِقِي
For you are my people's refuge and my family's gathering-place,
You are the sanctuary of my people, the refuge of my clan,
my peers' playground and my swift steeds' racecourse.
And playground of my peers where feats are contended!
بِلادٌa land بِهَاin it حَلَّunfastened الشَّبَابُyouth تَمَائِمِيmy amulets
بِلادٌ بِهَا حَلَّ الشَّبَابُ تَمَائِمِي
وَنَاطَand hung نِجَادَthe baldric of الْمَشْرَفِيِّthe Mashrafi sword بِعَاتِقِيupon my shoulder
وَنَاطَ نِجَادَ الْمَشْرَفِيِّ بِعَاتِقِي
A land where youth unfastened my amulets
The place where my youth encamped, its banners unfurled,
and hung the Mashrafi sword's baldric upon my shoulder.
And where the glory of my ancestry took root.
إِذَاwhen صَاغَهَاshapes it بَهْزَارُthe master craftsman of فِكْرِيmy thought تَصَوَّرَتْit takes form
إِذَا صَاغَهَا بَهْزَارُ فِكْرِي تَصَوَّرَتْ
لِعَيْنِيto my eye فِيin زِيٍّa garb مِنَof الْحُسْنِbeauty رَائِقِdelightful
لِعَيْنِي فِي زِيٍّ مِنَ الْحُسْنِ رَائِقِ
When my thought's master craftsman shapes it, it appears
When the flights of my imagination take shape,
before my eyes in a delightful garb of beauty.
You appear to my eyes beautifully arrayed.
تَرَكْتُI left بِهَاin it أَهْلاًkinsfolk كِرَاماًnoble وَجِيرَةًand neighbors
تَرَكْتُ بِهَا أَهْلاً كِرَاماً وَجِيرَةً
لَهُمْwhose جِيرَةٌneighborly fellowship تَعْتَادُنِيrevisits me كُلَّevery شَارِقِsunrise
لَهُمْ جِيرَةٌ تَعْتَادُنِي كُلَّ شَارِقِ
There I left noble kin and neighbors
I left behind honored and noble people,
whose neighborly fellowship visits me with every sunrise.
And a neighborhood whose dawn greeted me daily.
هَجَرْتُI forsook لَذِيذَthe sweetness of الْعَيْشِlife بَعْدَafter فِراقِهِمْparting from them
هَجَرْتُ لَذِيذَ الْعَيْشِ بَعْدَ فِراقِهِمْ
وَوَدَّعْتُand I bade farewell to رَيْعَانَthe prime of الشَّبَابِyouth الْغُرانِقِgraceful
وَوَدَّعْتُ رَيْعَانَ الشَّبَابِ الْغُرانِقِ
I forsook life's sweetness after parting from them,
I abandoned the sweetness of life after their loss,
and bade farewell to the prime of graceful youth.
And bid farewell to the prime of my exuberant youth.
فَهَلْso will تَسْمَحُallow الأَيَّامُthe days لِيme بِلِقَائِهِمْto meet them
فَهَلْ تَسْمَحُ الأَيَّامُ لِي بِلِقَائِهِمْ
وَيَسْعَدُand finds joy فِيin الدُّنْيَاthis world مَشُوقٌa longing lover بِشَائِقِwith one who inspires longing
وَيَسْعَدُ فِي الدُّنْيَا مَشُوقٌ بِشَائِقِ
Will the days permit me to meet them,
Will days allow me to meet them again,
and a longing lover find joy in this world with his beloved?
And in life, will an ardent lover reunite with the one he longs for?
لَعَمْرِيby my life لَقَدْindeed طَالَhas grown long النَّوَىseparation وَتَقَطَّعَتْand have been severed
لَعَمْرِي لَقَدْ طَالَ النَّوَى وَتَقَطَّعَتْ
وَسَائِلُties كَانَتْwere قَبْلُformerly شَتَّىvarious الْمَوَاثِقِthe bonds of trust
وَسَائِلُ كَانَتْ قَبْلُ شَتَّى الْمَوَاثِقِ
By my life, separation has grown long indeed, and severed are
By my life, the pining has grown long, and ties
the ties that once had many bonds of trust.
That once held strong have been severed.
فَإِنْfor if تَكُنِshould have الأَيَّامُthe days سَاءَتْturned bad صُرُوفُهَاtheir vicissitudes
فَإِنْ تَكُنِ الأَيَّامُ سَاءَتْ صُرُوفُهَا
فَإِنِّيthen I بِفَضْلِin the grace of اللهِGod أَوَّلُthe foremost وَاثِقِone who trusts
فَإِنِّي بِفَضْلِ اللهِ أَوَّلُ وَاثِقِ
If the vicissitudes of the days have turned bitter,
If time has been unkind, though its fortunes shift,
then I am the first to trust in God's grace.
Then know I am the first to have faith.
فَقَدْfor perhaps يَسْتَقِيمُcomes right الأَمْرُthe matter بَعْدَafter اعْوِجَاجِهِits crookedness
فَقَدْ يَسْتَقِيمُ الأَمْرُ بَعْدَ اعْوِجَاجِهِ
وَيَرْجِعُand returns لِلأَوْطَانِto the homelands كُلُّevery مُفَارِقِone who has departed
وَيَرْجِعُ لِلأَوْطَانِ كُلُّ مُفَارِقِ
For things may come right after going crooked,
Affairs may yet be set right after going astray,
and all who have departed may return to their homelands.
And every exile return to his homeland.
Sol 6.1