تَهلَّلَ الكونُ وَوَجهُ الزّمانْ
وَأَعرَبَ البِشْر بِأَحلى لِسان
The universe and the face of time beamed with joy;
The universe rejoiced and time's face shone bright,
And joy expressed itself in the sweetest tongue.
And mankind expressed in sweetest tongue their delight,
وَبلبلُ الأَفراحِ غَنَّى ضُحىً
فَأَخجَلَ النّايَ بِأَيدي القِيان
And the nightingale of joys sang at midmorning,
The birds of joy sang gladly at dawn,
And so shamed the flute in the singing girls' hands.
Ashaming the flute with hands that play so light,
وَغَرَّدَ الأُنسُ بِرَوضِ الهَنا
وَأَقبَلَ السّعدُ بِخَيرِ الأَوان
And delight warbled in the garden of bliss,
And companionship sang in meadows so blithe,
And good fortune arrived at the best of times.
As fortune arrived in most auspicious time,
وَالدّهرُ قَد أَرشَفَ أَرواحَنا
سُلافَةَ البُشرى كَبِنت الدِّنان
And Time has made our souls sip
For time had brought our souls to highest peak,
The choicest vintage of glad tidings, like the daughter of wine-jars.
Like a maiden fair of most joyous sign,
بُشرى أَرَتْنا جَهْرةً مُلتقى
شَمسُ البها وَالحسنِ بِالزَبرقان
Glad tidings that plainly showed us the meeting
Good news we saw, a glorious conjunction,
Of the sun of splendor and beauty with the full moon,
The sun of beauty and excellence intertwine,
ذي المَجدِ وَالعَلياءِ ثُمَّ الذّكا
وَالحِلمُ وَالبَذلِ بِطيبِ الجَنان
Possessed of glory and eminence, then keen intelligence,
Of glory and nobility then virtue,
And forbearance and generosity, with goodness of heart;
And wisdom, generosity of the finest vine,
الضّيغَمِ المِقدامِ عِندَ الوَغى
أَخي الفُؤادِ الثّبْتِ عِندَ الطِّعان
The lion, intrepid in battle,
The steadfast hero amidst the fray,
Of steadfast heart amid spear-thrusts;
My brother of heart, firm when spears align,
الفارِسِ القرمِ السّديدِ الحِجى
الحائِزِ السّبْقِ بِيَومِ الرِّهان
The noble champion-knight of sound judgment,
The stalwart horseman, the truthful guide,
Who wins first place on the day of the race;
The victor of old in days of line,
وَمَنْ إِذا صالَ بِسُمْرِ القَنا
أَماتَ رَبَّ السّيفِ وَالطيلِسان
And he who, when he charges with tawny spears,
And he who when he draws his sword of Indian steel,
Slays the master of sword and shawl.
Can slay the lord of sword and sculpted shrine,
وَإِنْ رَأَتْهُ الأسْدُ مِن خَوفِها
ذَلَّت وَنادَته الأَمانَ الأمان
And if the lions see him, out of fear
And if lions see him in their fear,
They submit and cry to him, 'Quarter! Quarter!'
They cower and call "Safety! Safety!" a sign,
ذاكَ عَليُّ القدرِ بَينَ الوَرى
وَالاِسمُ مَع جاهٍ بِعزٍّ يُزان
That is Ali, exalted in rank among humankind,
That is Ali of highest fate among all people,
And in name, with standing adorned by honor.
His name with glory and honor combine,
فَاِنهَضْ إِليهِ بِثِيابِ الهَنا
مُهنِّئاً فَالسَّعدُ ذا الآنَ آن
So rise and go to him in garments of joy,
So rise to him in raiment of delight,
Offering congratulations, for fortune's hour is now.
Congratulations! For now is the time!
وَاِقتَرَنت بالبدرِ شَمسُ البها
طُوباهُما وَاِجتَمَع النيِّران
And the sun of splendor has joined the full moon;
And the full moon joined the sun of beauty,
Blessed are they both, and the two luminaries have united.
Happy are they! And the fires align,
كَجَوهَرَين اِنتَظَما بِالهَنا
عِقداً لَقَد أَزرى بِعِقد الجُمان
Like two jewels, they were strung together in joy
Like two jewels joined in delight,
As a necklace that has truly put a string of pearls to shame.
A necklace made of perfect design,
بِشْرٌ أَتى ما السّعدُ أَتى مُقبِلاً
أَرَّخته إِلّا بِخَيرِ القِران
Joy came; with good fortune advancing, I did not
A joyous message came as fortune arrived,
Date it save with 'the finest union.'
Date it with the finest conjunction of sign!
Sol 6.1