أَتُنكِرُdo you deny ياO اِبنَson of إِسحاقٍIshaq إِخائيmy friendship
أَتُنكِرُ يا اِبنَ إِسحاقٍ إِخائي
وَتَحسَبُand you think ماءَwater غَيريsomeone other than me مِنfrom إِنائيmy vessel
وَتَحسَبُ ماءَ غَيري مِن إِنائي
Do you deny my friendship, O son of Ishaq,
Do you deny, O son of Isaac, my brotherhood
Do you deny, O Ibn Ishaq, the brotherhood between us,
And think another's water comes from my vessel?
And reckon the water of others from my vessel?
And mistake the water of another for the draught of my vessel?
أَأَنطِقُwould I utter فيكَabout you هُجراًfoul words بَعدَafter عِلميmy knowledge
أَأَنطِقُ فيكَ هُجراً بَعدَ عِلمي
بِأَنَّكَof your being خَيرُthe best of مَنthose who تَحتَbeneath السَماءِthe sky
بِأَنَّكَ خَيرُ مَن تَحتَ السَماءِ
Would I utter foul words about you, after learning
Shall I speak estrangement of you after my knowledge
Would I speak foulness against you, knowing full well
That you are the best of all beneath the sky,
That you are the best of those under the sky?
That you are the noblest soul beneath the heavens?
وَأَكرَهُand more unpleasant مِنthan ذُبابِthe point of السَيفِthe sword طَعماًin taste
وَأَكرَهُ مِن ذُبابِ السَيفِ طَعماً
وَأَمضىand more decisive فيin الأُمورِaffairs مِنَthan القَضاءِfate
وَأَمضى في الأُمورِ مِنَ القَضاءِ
And more bitter to taste than the sword's point,
And dislike more than the taste of the sword's blade
You, who are more bitter to the taste than the sword's sharp edge,
And more decisive in affairs than fate?
And go farther in affairs than destiny?
And more decisive in affairs than Destiny itself?
وَماand not أَربَتhas exceeded عَلىbeyond العِشرينَtwenty سِنّيmy age
وَما أَربَت عَلى العِشرينَ سِنّي
فَكَيفَso how مَلِلتُI grew weary مِنof طولِthe length of البَقاءِliving
فَكَيفَ مَلِلتُ مِن طولِ البَقاءِ
And my age has not exceeded twenty,
I have not reached twenty years old
My years have not yet mounted past the count of twenty,
So how could I have tired of a long life?
So how have I wearied of a long life?
So how could I have grown weary of the length of life?
وَماand not اِستَغرَقتُI fully encompassed وَصفَكَyour description فيin مَديحيmy praise
وَما اِستَغرَقتُ وَصفَكَ في مَديحي
فَأَنقُصَso that I might diminish مِنهُfrom it شَيئاًanything بِالهِجاءِthrough satire
فَأَنقُصَ مِنهُ شَيئاً بِالهِجاءِ
Nor have I encompassed all your qualities in my praise,
I have not exhausted praising you in my eulogy
I have not yet exhausted your description in my praise,
So that I could diminish any of them through satire.
To detract anything from it with blame.
That I should diminish it now by turning to satire.
وَهَبنيand suppose that I قُلتُI said هَذاthis الصُبحُdawn لَيلٌnight
وَهَبني قُلتُ هَذا الصُبحُ لَيلٌ
أَيَعمىwould they be blind العالَمونَthe people of the world عَنِto الضِياءِthe light
أَيَعمى العالَمونَ عَنِ الضِياءِ
And suppose I said, 'This dawn is night'—
This morning my saying "This is a night" was a gift,
Grant that I said: 'Behold, this morning is night'—
Would the people of the world be blind to the light?
Are the people blind to the illumination?
Would the eyes of the world be blinded to the light?
تُطيعُyou obey الحاسِدينَthe envious وَأَنتَthough you are مَرءٌa man
تُطيعُ الحاسِدينَ وَأَنتَ مَرءٌ
جُعِلتُmay I be made فِدائَهُhis ransom وَهُمُand they are فِدائيmy ransom
جُعِلتُ فِدائَهُ وَهُمُ فِدائي
You heed the envious, though you are a man
You obey the envious ones and you are a man
You listen to the envious, though you are a man
Whose ransom I would be, while they are mine.
I was made your ransom while they are my ransom.
For whom I would be ransom, while they are ransom for me.
وَهاجيand a satirist of نَفسِهِhimself مَنwhoever لَمdid not يُمَيِّزdistinguish
وَهاجي نَفسِهِ مَن لَم يُمَيِّز
كَلاميmy words مِنfrom كَلامِهِمِtheir words الهُراءِnonsensical
كَلامي مِن كَلامِهِمِ الهُراءِ
And he lampoons himself who fails to distinguish
He who does not distinguish my words
He satirizes his own soul, the one who cannot distinguish
My words from their empty babble.
From their foolish prattle rebukes himself.
My eloquent speech from their nonsensical babble.
وَإِنَّand indeed مِنَamong العَجائِبِthe wonders أَنthat تَرانيyou see me
وَإِنَّ مِنَ العَجائِبِ أَن تَراني
فَتَعدِلَthen you equate بيwith me أَقَلَّsomeone worth less مِنَthan الهَباءِdust
فَتَعدِلَ بي أَقَلَّ مِنَ الهَباءِ
And surely it is a wonder that you see me,
And of the wonders is that you see me
And verily, it is a wonder that you look upon me,
Yet equate with me someone worth less than dust,
And make me equal to less than vapor.
Then weigh me as equal to less than a speck of dust,
وَتُنكِرَand you find strange مَوتَهُمtheir death وَأَناthough I am سُهَيلٌSuhayl
وَتُنكِرَ مَوتَهُم وَأَنا سُهَيلٌ
طَلَعتُI have risen بِمَوتِwith the death of أَولادِthe children of الزِناءِfornication
طَلَعتُ بِمَوتِ أَولادِ الزِناءِ
And find their death strange, though I am Suhayl:
And you deny their death while I am Suhayl,
And deny their demise, when I am the star Canopus,
I have risen, bringing death to the children of fornication.
I rose at the death of the sons of adultery.
Who has risen to mark the death of the sons of adultery.
Sol 6.1