أموت الحليلات عرس جديد
وموت البنات فجد سعيد
Is the death of wives a new wedding,
The virgins die, a new wedding
and the death of daughters, then, a happy fortune?
And daughters die, so be joyful
يخص بفقد النسا إِلا الكريم الجوا
د بالنفس والمال طبعاً يجود
The loss of women singles out only the noble, generous man,
Only the generous lament women
who by nature gives freely of his life and wealth.
With their soul and money of course they give
فليس يعزى امرؤ في النسا
ء هن صعيد حواها صعيد
For no man is to be consoled over women:
So no man should be consoled about women
they are earth, enclosed by earth.
They are an elevation, their elevation a hill
فيا ليت أن العزا مثل ذا
وتبقى الكرام العظام الكنود
Oh, would that consolation were like this,
Oh if only consolation were like this
and the noble, mighty al-Kunūd lived on.
And generosity remained with the great generous people
ولا شك أن الردى مورد
وكل البرايا جميعاً ورود
There is no doubt that death is a watering-place,
No doubt that decay is a resort
and all creatures, every one, come to drink.
And all the land entirely is flowers
وما هذه الدار دار خلود
فنبقى عليها ونحن الخلود
This abode is not an abode of everlasting life,
This home is no eternal home
that we should remain upon it as immortals.
That we remain and we are the eternal
فلو كان باق بقي المصطفى
وجد المثامنة الغر هود
For if anyone could endure, the Chosen One would have endured,
If the Chosen One remained, he would have remained
and Hūd, forefather of the illustrious al-Mathāminah.
And the tribe of Mudar found the Hudaybiyyah Pact
وإِن عشت يا أحمد فالليالي
لنا وبنوك فعرس وعيد
And if you live, Ahmad, the nights
And if you live Ahmad then the nights
are ours, and your sons are a wedding and a feast.
For us and your sons a wedding and feast
فلا بالمنايا لكم شامت
وعاش بكم للنعيم الحسود
May no one gloat over your deaths,
So do not gloat over our deaths
and may the envious live in bliss through you.
And live for the jealous blessed one
وعاد عليكم جزيل الثناء
وما تحذروه فليس يعود
May abundant praise return to you,
And return to you abundant praise
and may what you dread never return.
That which you fear will not recur
وإِن نحن كنا أسارى بسبع
وهن تعاقبن بيض وسود
And though we are captives of seven,
If we were prisoners of the seventh
as they follow one another, white and black,
Succeeded by whites and blacks
فما أخطأ الموت عصم الجبال
ولا في الأجام سلمن الأُسود
death has not missed the white-footed mountain goats,
Death missed not the mountains
nor have the lions in the thickets escaped unharmed.
Nor in the cups the black serpents
Sol 6.1