عزاءً فما يصنع الجازعُ
ودَمعُ الأسى أبدا ضائعُ
Take comfort: what can the grief-stricken do?
What can the mourner do?
And tears of sorrow are always wasted.
The tears of sorrow are never in vain
بكَى الناسُ من قبلُ أحبابَهم
فهل منهُمُ أحدٌ راجعُ
People before us wept for their loved ones;
People before cried over their loved ones
has any one of them returned?
But did any of them come back?
عرفنا المصائبَ قبلَ الوقوع
فما زادنا الحادثُ الواقعُ
We knew calamities before they struck;
We knew of misfortunes before they happened
what, then, has the present calamity added?
Yet when they happened, it did not increase us except in pain
ولكنَّ ما ينظر الناظرو
نَ ليس كما يسمعُ السامعُ
But what the beholders see
But what onlookers see
is not like what the listener hears.
Is not like what the hearer hears
يُدَلَّى ابنُ عشرين في لحدِه
وتِسعون صاحبُها راتعُ
A twenty-year-old is lowered into his burial niche,
A twenty-year old is lowered into his grave
while a man of ninety lives at ease.
While his ninety year old friend remains
وفي رأس ذا اسودٌ حالكٌ
وفي فرعِ ذا أبيضٌ ساطعُ
And on this one's head is pitch-black hair,
On one head is pitch-black hair
and in that one's tresses, gleaming white.
On another, white hair blowing in the wind
ليعلم من شكَّ أن المنو
نَ هوجاءُ ما عندها شافعُ
So that whoever doubts may know that Death
So let those who doubt know that fate
is reckless, with no intercessor before her.
Is a whirlwind against which there is no protection
وإن هُنَيدةَ من عاشَها
لفى عيشةٍ بعدها طامعُ
Indeed, whoever lives a hundred years
And that one who lives out his days
still longs for a life beyond them.
Still hopes for more life afterwards
فقل لىَ ما السرُّ في ذى الحيا
ة تُهوى وطائُرها واقعُ
So tell me: what is the secret of this life,
So tell me, what is the secret of this life
loved, though its bird is falling?
That is loved but fate always takes it away
يهيم عليها الكسوبُ الحريصُ
ويعشقها الساجدُ الراكعُ
The greedy earner is infatuated with it,
The ambitious struggle for it
and the man who prostrates and bows adores it.
And the worshipper prostrates before it
وللمرء لو كان يُنجى الفر
ر في الأرض مضطرَبٌ واسعُ
And for a man, if flight could save him,
And if a man could be saved
there is ample room to roam upon the earth.
By turmoil and strife on earth
ومَن حتُفه بين أضلاعه
أيمنعه أنّه دارعُ
And one whose death lies between his ribs—
And one taken amidst his ribs
does being armored protect him?
Could armor protect him?
وكلُّ أبىٍّ لداعى الحِمام
متى يدْعُه سامعٌ طائعُ
And every defiant man, before Death's caller,
Every father called by the cooing dove
listens and obeys whenever he calls him.
If he hears, is obedient
يسلِّم مهجتَهُ سائما
كما مدَّ راحتَه البائعُ
He hands over his lifeblood, bargaining,
He surrenders his soul willingly
as a seller stretches out his palm.
Like a seller extending his hand
وحى الضَّيْزن عن متنهِ
وحسَّانُ اسلمه فارعُ
And [it swept] al-Ḍayzan from its back;
Disease left its mount suddenly
and Fāriʿ gave up Ḥassān.
And Hassaan submitted like one fleeing
وهبَّت على تُبّع نفحةٌ
فلم يبقَ من رهطهِ تابعُ
And a gust blew over Tubbaʿ,
And a whiff came upon Tubba
so no follower from his clan remained.
None of his entourage remained
ولو أنّ من حَدَثٍ سالما
لما خَسَفَ القمرُ الطالعُ
And had anyone been safe from calamity,
Had Salama been safe from fate
the rising moon would not have been eclipsed,
The ascending moon would not have collapsed
ولا صِيدَ في شَرَكِ النائباتِ
فتىً لشروطِ القتَى جامعُ
nor would misfortunes' snare have trapped
And no young prey escapes the claws of fate
a youth endowed with every virtue of manhood.
If it possesses the qualities of the slain
غلامٌ كأنبُوبةِ السمهر
ى تُعي إذا رامها الصادعُ
A boy like the shaft of a Samharī lance,
A boy like a Samhar pipe
defying the one who tries to split it.
When the chanter seeks him, submits
شمائُلهُ مثلُ نَوْر الرّيا
ضِ نَمنمَها باكرٌ هامعُ
His qualities were like the gardens' blossoms,
His features like the light of dawn
embroidered by a drenching morning shower.
Brought out by early morning clouds
تكاد تبكّى عليه الغصونُ
إذا ناح قُمرِيُّها الساجعُ
The branches almost weep for him
The branches nearly weep for him
when their cooing turtledove laments.
When his lovely moon sets
عجبتُ لذاك الحُلِىِّ المصوغِ
لنا كيف يُفسِده الصانعُ
I marveled at that ornament wrought
I am amazed that such a finely wrought necklace
for us: how can the Maker ruin it?
Is corrupted by its maker
تخرَّمه ورُواءُ الشبا
بِ لم يدرِكم طولُه الذارعُ
He snatched him away, while the bloom of youth
He pierces it though the bloom of youth
had a span the measurer did not yet know,
Did not reach you, or its period end
على حين أُفرغَ في قالَب ال
جمال ورونقُه الطابعُ
just when he had been cast in a mold of
While he who was created with beauty
beauty and its radiance by the Molder.
And an elegant form
وكيف توقِّى الفتى ما يخافُ
إذا كان حاصدَه الزارعُ
And how can a youth guard against what he fears,
How can the youth avoid what he fears
if his sower is also his reaper?
When his reaper is the planter?
ومن فوقهِ ظُلَلٌ كالغمامِ
ومن تحته جبلٌ مانعُ
And above him are canopies like clouds,
Above him shadows like clouds
and beneath him a protecting mountain.
Below him, an impregnable mountain
وأقرانُ فضلانَ في عزِّةٍ
يدور بها الفلَكُ السابعُ
And Faḍlān's peers enjoy a power
And peers excel in dignity
around which the seventh sphere revolves.
The celestial orbit revolves around them
ولو شاء قصَّر باعَ الردى
فلم يرمِهِ الساعدُ النازعُ
Had he wished, he would have shortened death's reach,
And if he willed, he could shorten the hand of fate
so the bow-drawing arm would not have struck him.
But the diverting arm did not deflect it
ولكنَّه جاءه سائلا
فجاد به صدرُه الواسعُ
But it came to him as a petitioner,
Rather, it came to him asking
so his broad breast gave him freely.
So his generous breast gave it away
أأسرفتَ في الجودِ حتى استما
حَ أحبابَك الزمنُ الخادعُ
Have you been so extravagant in giving that
Did you exceed in your generosity
deceitful Time begged your loved ones as gifts?
Until fate deceived your loved ones, O time?
Sol 6.1