دببتُI crept أمشيI walk علىon الكفّينِboth palms المسهُI touch him
دببتُ أمشي على الكفّينِ المسهُ
كمشيlike the walk of مسترقٍan eavesdropper للسمعِto listen أسراراsecrets
كمشي مسترقٍ للسمعِ أسرارا
I crept forward on both hands, touching him,
I crept, walking on both palms, to touch him,
with the stealthy tread of one stealing close to overhear secrets.
Like the steps of one eavesdropping on secrets.
فمرَّthen ran on يمشقُwriting swiftly فيon قرطاسِهِhis paper قلميmy pen
فمرَّ يمشقُ في قرطاسِهِ قلمي
والليلُand the night ملقٍcasting علىover الآفاقِthe horizons استاراcurtains
والليلُ ملقٍ على الآفاقِ استارا
Then my pen began to glide, drawing long strokes across his paper,
Then my pen ran on, writing swiftly on his paper,
while night cast curtains over the horizons.
While night cast curtains over the horizons.
فقالthen he said لماwhen انجلىcleared away منfrom عينهhis eye وسنٌdrowsiness
فقال لما انجلى من عينه وسنٌ
وقدand already رآىhe saw تكةًa waistband drawstring خلَّتwas undone وازراراand buttons
وقد رآى تكةً خلَّت وازرارا
Then he spoke when drowsiness cleared from his eye,
Then he said, when drowsiness had cleared from his eye,
after seeing a waistband drawstring threaded through, and buttons:
And he had seen a drawstring and buttons undone:
ياO راقِدَsleeper اللَيلِthe night مَسروراًpleased بِأَوَّلِهِwith its beginning
يا راقِدَ اللَيلِ مَسروراً بِأَوَّلِهِ
إِنَّindeed الحَوادِثَcalamities قَدmay يَطرُقنَcome knocking by night أَسحاراbefore dawn
إِنَّ الحَوادِثَ قَد يَطرُقنَ أَسحارا
“O sleeper through the night, delighted by its beginning,
O you who sleep at night, pleased with its beginning,
calamities may come knocking before dawn.
Indeed, calamities may come knocking before dawn.
لاdo not تَفرَحَنَّever rejoice بِلَيلٍin a night طابَwas pleasant أَوَّلُهُits beginning
لا تَفرَحَنَّ بِلَيلٍ طابَ أَوَّلُهُ
فَرُبَّfor many a آخِرِending of لَيلٍa night أَجَّجَset ablaze الناراthe fire
فَرُبَّ آخِرِ لَيلٍ أَجَّجَ النارا
Do not rejoice in a night whose beginning is pleasant,
Do not rejoice in a night whose beginning is pleasant,
for many a night’s end has kindled the fire.
For many a night's end has set the fire blazing.
أَفنىdestroyed القُرونَthe generations الَّتيthat كانَتwere مُنَعَّمَةًliving in luxury
أَفنى القُرونَ الَّتي كانَت مُنَعَّمَةً
كَرُّthe recurring cycle of الجَديدَينِthe two ever-new ones (day and night) إِقبالاًcoming وَإِدباراand going
كَرُّ الجَديدَينِ إِقبالاً وَإِدبارا
Destroyed are the generations that once lived in ease
The generations that lived in luxury were destroyed
by the ceaseless return of the two ever-new ones—day and night—as they come and go.
By the cycle of the two ever-new ones—day and night—coming and going.
كَمhow many قَدindeed أَبادَتhave destroyed صُروفُthe vicissitudes of الدَهرِtime مِنof مَلِكٍa king
كَم قَد أَبادَت صُروفُ الدَهرِ مِن مَلِكٍ
قَدindeed كانَwas فيin الدَهرِtime نَفّاعاًgreatly beneficial وَضَرّاراand greatly harmful
قَد كانَ في الدَهرِ نَفّاعاً وَضَرّارا
How many a king have the vicissitudes of time destroyed,
How many a king have the vicissitudes of time destroyed,
though in his day he could bestow both benefit and harm.
Who, in his day, had brought much benefit and much harm!
ياO مَنone who يُعانِقُembraces دُنياa world لاno بَقاءَpermanence لَهاfor it
يا مَن يُعانِقُ دُنيا لا بَقاءَ لَها
يُمسيhe enters the evening وَيُصبِحُand enters the morning فيin دُنياهُhis world سَفّاراa frequent traveler
يُمسي وَيُصبِحُ في دُنياهُ سَفّارا
O you who embrace a world that cannot last,
O you who embrace a world that will not endure,
passing evening and morning in it, continually journeying—
Passing evening and morning, ever a traveler in your world,
هَلّاwhy not تَرَكتَyou gave up مِنَof الدُنياthis world مُعانَقَةًembracing
هَلّا تَرَكتَ مِنَ الدُنيا مُعانَقَةً
حَتّىso that تُعانِقُyou embrace فيin الفِردَوسِParadise أَبكاراvirgins
حَتّى تُعانِقُ في الفِردَوسِ أَبكارا
why not abandon your embrace of this world,
Why not give up embracing this world,
so that in Firdaws you may embrace virgin maidens?
So that you may embrace virgins in Paradise?
إِنif كُنتَyou are تَبغيyou seek جِنانَthe gardens of الخُلدِeternity تَسكُنُهاyou dwell in them
إِن كُنتَ تَبغي جِنانَ الخُلدِ تَسكُنُها
فَيَنبَغيthen it is fitting لَكَfor you أَنto لاnot تَأمَنَfeel safe from الناراthe Fire
فَيَنبَغي لَكَ أَن لا تَأمَنَ النارا
If you seek the eternal Gardens to dwell in,
If you seek the gardens of eternity to dwell in them,
then you must not feel safe from the Fire.”
Then you should not feel safe from the Fire.
Sol 6.1