يا دار الأكرم لا أشوتك صاعقة
ولا أصابتك في محل يد السحب
O house of al-Akram, may no thunderbolt miss you,
O honored house, no lightning shall strike you,
nor may the clouds’ hand reach you in a drought.
Nor any cloud's hand bring you harm.
فرب يود غدونا في عراصك
أكالين للسحت سماعين لكذب
For a lord desires our morning visit to your courtyards,
Though some may wish for our demise at dawn in your precincts -
devouring ill-gotten gains, listening avidly to lies.
Gluttons for rumors, eager for lies.
هو الأمين فلا تخشى أنامله
إلا على الفضة البيضاء والذهب
He is the trustworthy one: his fingertips need not be feared,
Trust in the Faithful One, fear not His works -
except when white silver and gold are at stake.
Save that which adorns silver and gold.
تبت يداه فكم في كل بارحة
منه وإن عد فرداً من أبي لهب
May his hands perish! How many, every night,
His hands are pure, though each eve brings tales -
are the Abu Lahabs that come from him, though he is counted as one!
In number, were they from Abu Lahab.
ذو النفس مخلوقة في الثقل من زحل
والكف مطبوعة من عقدة الذنب
One whose soul, in its heaviness, is fashioned from Saturn,
With a spirit steeped in Saturn's bile,
and whose palm is molded from the Tail’s node.
And hands imprinted by sin's knot.
Sol 6.1