كَدَعواكِlike your claim كُلٌّeveryone يَدَّعيclaims صِحَّةَsoundness العَقلِof mind
كَدَعواكِ كُلٌّ يَدَّعي صِحَّةَ العَقلِ
وَمَنand who ذاthis one الَّذيwho يَدريknows بِماabout what فيهِin him مِنof جَهلِignorance
وَمَن ذا الَّذي يَدري بِما فيهِ مِن جَهلِ
Just like your claim, everyone claims soundness of mind;
Just as you claim, so all men claim their reason is sound,
and who is it that knows the ignorance within him?
Yet who among them truly knows the ignorance he bears within?
لِهَنَّكِindeed you are أَولىmost deserving لائِمٍreproacher بِمَلامَةٍof reproach
لِهَنَّكِ أَولى لائِمٍ بِمَلامَةٍ
وَأَحوَجُand more in need مِمَّنthan the one whom تَعذُلينَyou rebuke إِلىof العَذلِreproof
وَأَحوَجُ مِمَّن تَعذُلينَ إِلى العَذلِ
You are indeed the reproacher most deserving of reproach,
By God, you are the blamer most deserving of all blame,
and more in need of reproof than the one you reprove.
And more in need of strict rebuke than he whom you revile.
تَقولينَyou say ماno فيamong الناسِpeople مِثلَكَlike you عاشِقٌlover
تَقولينَ ما في الناسِ مِثلَكَ عاشِقٌ
جِديfind مِثلَsomeone like مَنthe one whom أَحبَبتُهُI have loved him تَجِديyou will find مِثليsomeone like me
جِدي مِثلَ مَن أَحبَبتُهُ تَجِدي مِثلي
You say, 'Among people there is no lover like you.'
You say to me, "Among all mankind, there is no lover like you";
Find one like the one I have loved, and you will find one like me.
Find but another like my beloved, and then you will find my peer.
مُحِبٌّa lover كَنىalluded بِالبيضِby fair-skinned women عَنto مُرهَفاتِهِhis keen-edged swords
مُحِبٌّ كَنى بِالبيضِ عَن مُرهَفاتِهِ
وَبِالحُسنِand by beauty فيin أَجسامِهِنَّtheir bodies عَنِto الصَقلِpolish
وَبِالحُسنِ في أَجسامِهِنَّ عَنِ الصَقلِ
A lover who speaks of his keen-edged swords as fair-skinned women,
A lover who speaks of fair maidens but means his slender blades,
and of their polish as beauty in their bodies,
And by the beauty of their forms, the burnish of the steel;
وَبِالسُمرِand by brown-skinned women عَنto سُمرِbrown shafts of القَناspears غَيرَexcept أَنَّنيthat I
وَبِالسُمرِ عَن سُمرِ القَنا غَيرَ أَنَّني
جَناهاtheir fruits أَحِبّائيmy beloveds وَأَطرافُهاand their points رُسليmy messengers
جَناها أَحِبّائي وَأَطرافُها رُسلي
and of brown spear-shafts as brown-skinned women—except that, for me,
And by the dark-skinned beauties, I mean the dark brown spears—
their fruits are my beloveds, and their points my messengers.
Though my beloveds wield them, 'tis their points that serve as my envoys.
عَدِمتُmay I lose فُؤاداًa heart لَمnot تَبِتremain overnight فيهِin it فَضلَةٌany spare room
عَدِمتُ فُؤاداً لَم تَبِت فيهِ فَضلَةٌ
لِغَيرِfor anything other than الثَناياfront teeth الغُرِّgleaming وَالحَدَقِand eyes النُجلِwide
لِغَيرِ الثَنايا الغُرِّ وَالحَدَقِ النُجلِ
May I lose a heart in which no room remains
May I be bereft of any heart that holds no extra room,
for anything but gleaming front teeth and wide eyes.
Save for the gleaming, parted teeth and eyes so wide and deep.
فَماso no حَرَمَتhas deprived حَسناءُa beautiful woman بِالهَجرِthrough estrangement غِبطَةًfelicity
فَما حَرَمَت حَسناءُ بِالهَجرِ غِبطَةً
وَلاnor بَلَّغَتهاhas granted it مَنwhoever شَكىlamented الهَجرَestrangement بِالوَصلِthrough union
وَلا بَلَّغَتها مَن شَكى الهَجرَ بِالوَصلِ
So no beautiful woman has robbed a man of felicity by estrangement,
No beauty ever stole my joy by turning from my side,
nor granted it through union to one who lamented estrangement.
Nor granted bliss by her embrace to him who mourned her pride.
ذَرينيleave me أَنَلlet me attain ماwhat لاnot يُنالُis attained مِنَof العُلىlofty heights
ذَريني أَنَل ما لا يُنالُ مِنَ العُلى
فَصَعبُfor the difficult العُلىheights فيin الصَعبِhardship وَالسَهلُand the easy فيin السَهلِease
فَصَعبُ العُلى في الصَعبِ وَالسَهلُ في السَهلِ
Leave me to attain the unattainable heights;
Leave me to grasp at glory's peaks, unattainable and high;
for difficult heights lie in hardship, and easy ones in ease.
Hard tasks befit the hard-won height; the easy suit the low.
تُريدينَyou want لُقيانَattaining المَعاليhigh honors رَخيصَةًcheaply
تُريدينَ لُقيانَ المَعالي رَخيصَةً
وَلاand no بُدَّescape دونَbefore reaching الشَهدِhoney مِنfrom إِبَرِneedles النَحلِbees
وَلا بُدَّ دونَ الشَهدِ مِن إِبَرِ النَحلِ
You want to attain lofty honors cheaply,
You wish to meet with eminence at but a tawdry price,
but before the honey, the bees' needles are inevitable.
Yet one cannot taste the honeycomb without the sting of bees.
حَذِرتِyou feared عَلَيناfor us المَوتَdeath وَالخَيلُwhile the horses تَلتَقيclash
حَذِرتِ عَلَينا المَوتَ وَالخَيلُ تَلتَقي
وَلَمand did not تَعلَميyou know عَنof أَيِّwhat عاقِبَةٍoutcome تُجلَيthey would disperse
وَلَم تَعلَمي عَن أَيِّ عاقِبَةٍ تُجلَي
You feared death for us when the horses clashed,
You feared that death would claim us when the charging squadrons met,
and did not know what outcome their dispersal would reveal.
Yet knew not what a glorious end the dust of war would show.
فَلَستُso I am not غَبيناًcheated لَوif شَرَيتُI bought مَنِيَّتيmy death
فَلَستُ غَبيناً لَو شَرَيتُ مَنِيَّتي
بِإِكرامِwith the honoring by دِلَّيرَDillayr اِبنِson of لَشكَرَوَزٍّLashkarawazz ليof me
بِإِكرامِ دِلَّيرَ اِبنِ لَشكَرَوَزٍّ لي
So I would not be cheated if I bought my death
I would not be the loser if I purchased my own death,
with Dillayr son of Lashkarawazz's honoring me.
To gain the honor Dilayr ibn Lashkarawazz bestows.
تُمِرُّtaste bitter الأَنابيبُthe spear-shafts الخَواطِرُswaying بَينَناbetween us
تُمِرُّ الأَنابيبُ الخَواطِرُ بَينَنا
وَنَذكُرُand we recall إِقبالَthe favor of الأَميرِthe prince فَتَحلوso they grow sweet ليto me
وَنَذكُرُ إِقبالَ الأَميرِ فَتَحلو لي
The swaying spear-shafts between us taste bitter,
The spear-shafts pass the deadly thoughts between us in the fray,
and we recall the prince's favor, and they grow sweet to me.
Yet recalling the Emir's approach makes danger sweet to me.
وَلَوand if كُنتُI were أَدريto know أَنَّهاthat they سَبَبٌa cause لَهُof it
وَلَو كُنتُ أَدري أَنَّها سَبَبٌ لَهُ
لَزادَwould surely increase سُروريmy joy بِالزِيادَةِwith the increase فيin القَتلِkilling
لَزادَ سُروري بِالزِيادَةِ في القَتلِ
And if I knew that they were the cause of it,
And had I known these perils were the cause of his arrive,
my joy would grow with each increase in killing.
My joy would have but multiplied with every added kill.
فَلاso may ... not عَدِمَتlack أَرضُthe land of العِراقَينِthe two Iraqs فِتنَةًstrife
فَلا عَدِمَت أَرضُ العِراقَينِ فِتنَةً
دَعَتكَsummoned you إِلَيهاto it كاشِفَdispeller of الخَوفِfear وَالمَحلِand drought
دَعَتكَ إِلَيها كاشِفَ الخَوفِ وَالمَحلِ
So may the land of the two Iraqs never lack such strife
May the lands of the two Iraqs never lack for strife,
as summoned you there, dispeller of fear and drought.
That summons you to banish fear and drive the drought away.
ظَلِلناwe kept on إِذاwhenever أَنبىmade recoil الحَديدُiron نُصولَناour blades
ظَلِلنا إِذا أَنبى الحَديدُ نُصولَنا
نُجَرِّدُwe unsheathe ذِكراًa remembrance مِنكَof you أَمضىsharper مِنَthan النَصلِthe blade
نُجَرِّدُ ذِكراً مِنكَ أَمضى مِنَ النَصلِ
Whenever iron deflected our blades, we would
We stood our ground; and if the iron turned our sword-blades dull,
unsheathe a remembrance of you sharper than a blade.
We unsheathed the memory of your name, sharper than the steel.
وَنَرميand we shoot at نَواصيهاtheir forelocks مِنِfrom اِسمِكَyour name فيin الوَغىbattle
وَنَرمي نَواصيها مِنِ اِسمِكَ في الوَغى
بِأَنفَذَwith something more piercing مِنthan نُشّابِناour arrows وَمِنَand than النَبلِarrows
بِأَنفَذَ مِن نُشّابِنا وَمِنَ النَبلِ
And in battle we shoot at their forelocks, drawing on your name,
We hurled your name against the forelocks of their charging steeds,
with something more piercing than our shafts and arrows.
A missile far more piercing than our arrows or our darts.
فَإِنso if تَكُyou were مِنfrom بَعدِafter القِتالِthe fighting أَتَيتَناyou came to us
فَإِن تَكُ مِن بَعدِ القِتالِ أَتَيتَنا
فَقَدthen already هَزَمَrouted الأَعداءَthe enemies ذِكرُكَthe mention of you مِنfrom قَبلِbefore
فَقَد هَزَمَ الأَعداءَ ذِكرُكَ مِن قَبلِ
So if it was after the fighting that you came to us,
And though you came to join us when the fighting had ceased,
your name had already routed the enemies before.
The terror of your mention had defeated them before.
وَماand not زِلتُI ceased أَطويI fold القَلبَthe heart قَبلَbefore اِجتِماعِناour meeting
وَما زِلتُ أَطوي القَلبَ قَبلَ اِجتِماعِنا
عَلىaround حاجَةٍa wish بَينَamid السَنابِكِthe hooves وَالسُبلِand the roads
عَلى حاجَةٍ بَينَ السَنابِكِ وَالسُبلِ
And before we met, I kept folding my heart
Before we met, I kept my heart suppressed and folded tight,
around a wish amid hooves and roads.
Fixed on a purpose shared between the hoof-beats and the road.
وَلَوand if لَمnot تَسِرyou set out سِرناwe would have traveled إِلَيكَto you بِأَنفُسٍwith souls
وَلَو لَم تَسِر سِرنا إِلَيكَ بِأَنفُسٍ
غَرائِبَfar from home يُؤثِرنَthey prefer الجِيادَfine steeds عَلىover الأَهلِfamily
غَرائِبَ يُؤثِرنَ الجِيادَ عَلى الأَهلِ
And had you not set out, we would have traveled to you with souls
Had you not marched, we would have marched to you with eager souls,
far from home, preferring fine steeds to kin,
Strange spirits that prefer their noble steeds above their kin.
وَخَيلٍand horses إِذاwhenever مَرَّتthey passed بِوَحشٍby wild game وَرَوضَةٍand a meadow
وَخَيلٍ إِذا مَرَّت بِوَحشٍ وَرَوضَةٍ
أَبَتthey refused رَعيَهاgrazing in it إِلّاunless وَمِرجَلُناwhile our cauldron يَغليwas boiling
أَبَت رَعيَها إِلّا وَمِرجَلُنا يَغلي
and horses that, passing wild game and a meadow,
And horses that, when passing wild game in a verdant mead,
would refuse to graze there unless our cauldron was boiling.
Refuse to graze until our camp is set and cauldrons boil.
وَلَكِنbut رَأَيتُI saw القَصدَthe journey فيin الفَضلِmerit شِركَةًa sharing
وَلَكِن رَأَيتُ القَصدَ في الفَضلِ شِركَةً
فَكانَso there were لَكَfor you الفَضلانِboth merits بِالقَصدِthrough coming وَالفَضلِand giving
فَكانَ لَكَ الفَضلانِ بِالقَصدِ وَالفَضلِ
But I saw that making the journey would give me a share in the merit,
Yet I perceive that seeking merit creates a partnership;
so both merits were yours: coming and giving.
Thus yours are double honors: for the purpose and the grace.
وَلَيسَand is not الَّذيthe one who يَتَّبَّعُfollows الوَبلَthe downpour رائِداًas a pasture-scout
وَلَيسَ الَّذي يَتَّبَّعُ الوَبلَ رائِداً
كَمَنlike one who جائَهُcame to him فيin دَهرِهِhis lifetime رائِدُthe scout of الوَبلِthe downpour
كَمَن جائَهُ في دَهرِهِ رائِدُ الوَبلِ
And the one who follows the downpour as a pasture-scout is not
The scout who searches for the rain is not the same as he,
like one visited in his lifetime by the downpour's scout.
To whom the very scout of rain comes seeking in his time.
وَماand not أَناI مِمَّنamong those whose يَدَّعيclaims الشَوقَlonging قَلبُهُhis heart
وَما أَنا مِمَّن يَدَّعي الشَوقَ قَلبُهُ
وَيَحتَجُّand pleads an excuse فيfor تَركِforgoing الزِيارَةِvisiting بِالشُغلِbecause of busyness
وَيَحتَجُّ في تَركِ الزِيارَةِ بِالشُغلِ
And I am not one whose heart professes longing
I am not one whose heart lays claim to longing with mere words,
yet pleads busyness as an excuse for not visiting.
Then pleads the press of business to excuse a visit unpaid.
أَرادَتwished كِلابٌKilab أَنto تَفوزَwin بِدَولَةٍa realm
أَرادَت كِلابٌ أَن تَفوزَ بِدَولَةٍ
لِمَنto whom تَرَكَتthey left رَعيَthe tending of الشُوَيهاتِlittle sheep وَالإِبلِand camels
لِمَن تَرَكَت رَعيَ الشُوَيهاتِ وَالإِبلِ
Kilab wished to win a realm;
The 'Dogs' of Kilab desired to seize a turn of fortune for themselves,
to whom did they leave the tending of little sheep and camels?
Those who abandoned herding little sheep and camels' young.
أَبىrefused رَبُّهاtheir lord أَنto يَترُكَleave الوَحشَwild beasts وَحدَهاon their own
أَبى رَبُّها أَن يَترُكَ الوَحشَ وَحدَها
وَأَنand to يُؤمِنَmake safe الضَبَّthe spiny-tailed lizard الخَبيثَvile مِنَfrom الأَكلِbeing eaten
وَأَن يُؤمِنَ الضَبَّ الخَبيثَ مِنَ الأَكلِ
Their lord refused to leave the wild beasts alone
Their Lord refused to leave the beasts of prey without a meal,
or to make the vile spiny-tailed lizard safe from being eaten.
Or grant the vile lizard safety from its scavenged feast.
وَقادَand led لَهاagainst them دِلَّيرُDillayr كُلَّevery طِمِرَّةٍlong-legged mare
وَقادَ لَها دِلَّيرُ كُلَّ طِمِرَّةٍ
تُنيفُbears aloft بِخَدَّيهاher two cheeks سَحوقٌa towering palm مِنَamong النَخلِpalm trees
تُنيفُ بِخَدَّيها سَحوقٌ مِنَ النَخلِ
And Dillayr led against them every long-legged mare
So Dilayr led against them every long-legged, racing mare,
whose cheeks are borne aloft by a towering palm-tree,
Whose cheek-straps tower high as lofty branches of the palm.
وَكُلَّand every جَوادٍnoble steed تَلطِمُstrikes الأَرضَthe ground كَفُّهُits forehoof
وَكُلَّ جَوادٍ تَلطِمُ الأَرضَ كَفُّهُ
بِأَغنىwith something less in need عَنِof النَعلِa horseshoe الحَديدِiron مِنَthan النَعلِa horseshoe
بِأَغنى عَنِ النَعلِ الحَديدِ مِنَ النَعلِ
and every noble steed whose forehoof strikes the ground
And every steed whose hoof strikes down upon the earth so hard,
with a hoof less in need of an iron shoe than a shoe itself.
His hoof needs no iron shoe, for it is harder than the shoe.
فَوَلَّتso they fled تُريغُseeking الغَيثَrain وَالغَيثَand the rain خَلَّفَتthey left behind
فَوَلَّت تُريغُ الغَيثَ وَالغَيثَ خَلَّفَت
وَتَطلُبُand they seek ماwhat قَدalready كانَhad been فيin اليَدِthe hand بِالرِجلِwith the foot
وَتَطلُبُ ما قَد كانَ في اليَدِ بِالرِجلِ
So they fled in search of rain, leaving the rain behind,
They turned and fled in search of rain, yet left the Rain behind;
and sought with their feet what had already been in their hands.
Seeking with weary feet what they once held securely in their hand.
تُحاذِرُthey fear هَزلَthe leanness of المالِlivestock وَهيَwhile they are ذَليلَةٌabased
تُحاذِرُ هَزلَ المالِ وَهيَ ذَليلَةٌ
وَأَشهَدُand I testify أَنَّthat الذُلَّabasement شَرٌّworse مِنَthan الهَزلِleanness
وَأَشهَدُ أَنَّ الذُلَّ شَرٌّ مِنَ الهَزلِ
They dread their livestock growing lean, though they themselves are abased,
They feared the wasting of their wealth, though they are abject now—
and I testify that abasement is worse than leanness.
And I bear witness: abject shame is worse than poverty.
وَأَهدَتand they gifted إِلَيناto us غَيرَnot قاصِدَةٍintending بِهِwith him
وَأَهدَت إِلَينا غَيرَ قاصِدَةٍ بِهِ
كَريمَnoble in السَجاياcharacter يَسبِقُprecedes القَولَwords بِالفِعلِwith deeds
كَريمَ السَجايا يَسبِقُ القَولَ بِالفِعلِ
And they unwittingly bestowed upon us
Unwittingly, they gifted us a prize they did not mean to send:
a man of noble character whose deeds precede his words.
A man of noble nature, whose great deeds outstrip his word.
تَتَبَّعَhe followed آثارَthe traces of الرَزاياmisfortunes بِجودِهِwith his generosity
تَتَبَّعَ آثارَ الرَزايا بِجودِهِ
تَتَبُّعَlike tracing آثارِthe marks of الأَسِنَّةِspearheads بِالفُتلِwith lint wicks
تَتَبُّعَ آثارِ الأَسِنَّةِ بِالفُتلِ
He followed the traces of misfortunes with his generosity,
He tracks the traces of misfortune with his boundless gifts,
as spear-wounds are tended with lint wicks.
As one tracks deep spear-wounds to pack them tight with healing lint.
شَفىcured كُلَّevery شاكٍsufferer سَيفُهُhis sword وَنَوالُهُand his bounty
شَفى كُلَّ شاكٍ سَيفُهُ وَنَوالُهُ
مِنَof الداءِillness حَتّىeven الثاكِلاتِbereaved mothers مِنَof الثُكلِbereavement
مِنَ الداءِ حَتّى الثاكِلاتِ مِنَ الثُكلِ
His sword and bounty cured every sufferer
His sword and bounty have brought cure to every complaining soul,
of illness—even bereaved mothers of bereavement.
Curing the sick of sickness, and the bereaved of grief.
عَفيفٌchaste تَروقُdelights الشَمسَthe sun صورَةُthe image of وَجهِهِhis face
عَفيفٌ تَروقُ الشَمسَ صورَةُ وَجهِهِ
وَلَوand even if نَزَلَتshe descended شَوقاًout of longing لَحادَhe would turn aside إِلىtoward الظِلِّthe shade
وَلَو نَزَلَت شَوقاً لَحادَ إِلى الظِلِّ
Chaste: the image of his face enchants the sun,
A chaste and virtuous man, whose visage charms the very sun;
and were she to descend in longing, he would turn aside into the shade.
Were she to descend in longing, he would withdraw into the shade.
شُجاعٌbrave كَأَنَّas though الحَربَwar عاشِقَةٌin love لَهُwith him
شُجاعٌ كَأَنَّ الحَربَ عاشِقَةٌ لَهُ
إِذاwhen زارَهاhe visits her فَدَّتهُshe ransoms him بِالخَيلِwith horses وَالرَجلِand foot soldiers
إِذا زارَها فَدَّتهُ بِالخَيلِ وَالرَجلِ
Brave, as though war were in love with him:
A warrior so brave, it seems that War is in love with him;
when he visits her, she ransoms him with horses and foot soldiers.
When he pays her a visit, she sacrifices horse and man for him.
وَرَيّانُand thirst-quenched لاnot تَصدىthirsts إِلىfor الخَمرِwine نَفسُهُhis soul
وَرَيّانُ لا تَصدى إِلى الخَمرِ نَفسُهُ
وَعَطشانُand thirsty لاnot تَروىare quenched يَداهُhis two hands مِنَby البَذلِgiving
وَعَطشانُ لا تَروى يَداهُ مِنَ البَذلِ
And thirst-quenched: his soul does not thirst for wine;
His soul is fully quenched and bears no thirst for flowing wine,
and thirsty: his hands are never quenched by giving.
Yet he is thirsty for largesse; his hands are never slaked of giving.
فَتَمليكُso granting sovereignty to دِلَّيرٍDillayr وَتَعظيمُand exalting قَدرِهِhis rank
فَتَمليكُ دِلَّيرٍ وَتَعظيمُ قَدرِهِ
شَهيدٌa witness بِوَحدانِيَّةِto the oneness of اللَهِGod وَالعَدلِand justice
شَهيدٌ بِوَحدانِيَّةِ اللَهِ وَالعَدلِ
So granting Dillayr sovereignty and exalting his rank
The power granted to Dilayr, the exaltation of his rank,
bear witness to God's oneness and justice.
Bear witness to the Oneness of God and to His Justice.
وَماand as long as دامَcontinues دِلَّيرٌDillayr يَهُزُّbrandishes حُسامَهُhis keen sword
وَما دامَ دِلَّيرٌ يَهُزُّ حُسامَهُ
فَلاthen no نابَfang فيin الدُنياthe world لِلَيثٍfor a lion وَلاnor شِبلِa cub
فَلا نابَ في الدُنيا لِلَيثٍ وَلا شِبلِ
And as long as Dillayr brandishes his keen sword,
For as long as Dilayr brandishes his trenchant sword,
no lion or cub in this world has a fang.
No lion and no lion-cub in all the world shall bare a fang.
وَماand as long as دامَcontinues دِلَّيرٌDillayr يُقَلِّبُturns over كَفَّهُhis palm
وَما دامَ دِلَّيرٌ يُقَلِّبُ كَفَّهُ
فَلاthen no خَلقَcreature مِنregarding دَعوىclaiming المَكارِمِnoble deeds فيin حِلِّlawful freedom
فَلا خَلقَ مِن دَعوى المَكارِمِ في حِلِّ
And as long as Dillayr turns his palm,
And as long as Dilayr turns his palm to scatter gifts abroad,
no creature may rightfully lay claim to noble deeds.
No other creature has the right to claim the traits of nobility.
فَتىًa young man لاnot يُرَجّيexpects أَنthat تَتِمَّbe completed طَهارَةٌpurification
فَتىً لا يُرَجّي أَن تَتِمَّ طَهارَةٌ
لِمَنfor one who لَمnot يُطَهِّرhas cleansed راحَتَيهِhis two palms مِنَof البُخلِstinginess
لِمَن لَم يُطَهِّر راحَتَيهِ مِنَ البُخلِ
A young man who does not expect purification to be complete
A youth who deems his purity can never be complete,
for one who has not cleansed both his palms of stinginess.
Unless he purifies his palms of every trace of miserliness.
فَلاso may ... not قَطَعَsever الرَحمَنُthe All-Merciful أَصلاًa root أَتىbrought forth بِهِhim
فَلا قَطَعَ الرَحمَنُ أَصلاً أَتى بِهِ
فَإِنّيfor I رَأَيتُhave seen الطَيِّبَthe noble man الطَيِّبَnoble الأَصلِin origin
فَإِنّي رَأَيتُ الطَيِّبَ الطَيِّبَ الأَصلِ
May the All-Merciful never sever the root that brought him forth,
May the Merciful never sever the root from which he sprang,
for I have seen that the noble man is of noble stock.
For I have seen that he who is good is truly of good origin.
Sol 6.1