يَومٌa day بِحُلوَانَin Helwan نَقضِيهِwe spend it عَلىin a state of ظَمإٍthirst
يَومٌ بِحُلوَانَ نَقضِيهِ عَلى ظَمإٍ
يَاO لَيتَif only أيَّامنَاour days كُلاall بِحُلوَاناin Helwan
يَا لَيتَ أيَّامنَا كُلا بِحُلوَانا
A day in Helwan we spend in thirst;
A day we spend quenching thirst,
O, would that all our days were in Helwan!
Oh, if only all our days were so sweet!
فَارَقتُI parted from أهلِيmy family وأوطانيand my homelands وَكُنتُand I was بهَاin it
فَارَقتُ أهلِي وأوطاني وَكُنتُ بهَا
فَلَمyet did not أُفارِقI part from بِهَاin it أهلاًfamily وَأوطَاناand homelands
فَلَم أُفارِق بِهَا أهلاً وَأوطَانا
I left my family and my homelands, and was there;
I left my family and home, and there
yet there I parted from neither family nor homelands.
I did not part from a family or homeland.
إنif قالsays عَنهَاabout it غَرِيبٌa stranger إذwhen يَحُلُّhe settles بهَاin it
إن قال عَنهَا غَرِيبٌ إذ يَحُلُّ بهَا
لَيسَتis not بِمَوطِنِa homeland مِصرُEgypt فَقَدthen indeed ماناhe lied
لَيسَت بِمَوطِنِ مِصرُ فَقَد مانا
If a stranger says of it, when he settles there,
If a stranger says, as he comes to stay,
'Egypt is no homeland,' then he has lied.
“Egypt is no true home,” he is wrong.
خُلقٌcharacter كماjust as هشَّbeamed وجهُthe face of الروضِthe garden باكَرَهُvisited it at dawn
خُلقٌ كما هشَّ وجهُ الروضِ باكَرَهُ
صَوبَthe downpour of الغمامِthe clouds وكانand was الروضُthe garden ظمآناthirsty
صَوبَ الغمامِ وكان الروضُ ظمآنا
A disposition like the garden's smiling face, greeted at dawn
A nature soft as the cheek of the meadow in early dawn
by the clouds' downpour, while the garden was thirsty.
Inclining to the clouds, while the meadow is thirsty.
ومِنand among رِجالِmen of بَيانٍeloquence فيin الكَلامِspeech إذَاwhen
ومِن رِجالِ بَيانٍ في الكَلامِ إذَا
تَكَلَّمُواthey spoke أبكَمواthey struck dumb قُسًّاQuss وسَحباناand Sahban
تَكَلَّمُوا أبكَموا قُسًّا وسَحبانا
And among men eloquent in speech, who, when
And of eloquent men in speech, when
they speak, strike Quss and Sahban dumb.
They talked, they enchanted the stubborn and unyielding.
وَمِنand from شَمَائلَmanners رَقَّتgrew gentle كَالنَّسِيمِlike the breeze وَقَدand had
وَمِن شَمَائلَ رَقَّت كَالنَّسِيمِ وَقَد
هَبَّتwafted قَرِيضاًas verse مِنَfrom الصَّاوِيِّal-Sawi شَعلاناSha'lan
هَبَّت قَرِيضاً مِنَ الصَّاوِيِّ شَعلانا
And from manners gentle as the breeze, which had
And of gentle traits that blew like the breeze and
wafted forth as verse from al-Sawi Sha'lan.
Stirred branches from the barren valley.
شِعرٌa poem أتَانيcame to me فَاَنشَانيso intoxicated me وأنعَشَنِيand revived me
شِعرٌ أتَاني فَاَنشَاني وأنعَشَنِي
أكانَwas it? رَاحاًwine إذَنthen أَمor كَانَwas رَيحَاناbasil
أكانَ رَاحاً إذَن أَم كَانَ رَيحَانا
A poem came to me, intoxicated me, and revived me;
Poetry came to me, comforting me and enlivening me—
was it wine, then, or was it basil?
Was it a breeze, or was it sweet basil?
أسقَيتَناyou gave us to drink مِنfrom رَحيقِthe nectar of القَولِspeech صَافِيةًa pure draught
أسقَيتَنا مِن رَحيقِ القَولِ صَافِيةً
حَلالُهَاits lawful portion عَنin place of حَرَامِthe forbiddenness of الرَّاحِwine أغنَاناsufficed us
حَلالُهَا عَن حَرَامِ الرَّاحِ أغنَانا
You gave us a pure draught of the nectar of speech;
You gave us to drink from the pure nectar of words—
its lawful draught spared us forbidden wine.
Its lawfulness from the unlawful wind made us joyous.
بَلnay قَدindeed شَدَوتَyou sang بهwith it شُحرُورَa blackbird of رَابِيَةٍa hill
بَل قَد شَدَوتَ به شُحرُورَ رَابِيَةٍ
كُنَّاwe were لَدىat شَدِوِهِhis song نَهتَزُّwe sway أغصَاناbranches
كُنَّا لَدى شَدِوِهِ نَهتَزُّ أغصَانا
Nay, you sang it like a blackbird on a hill;
Nay! You sang it to the songbirds of the grove
at his song, we swayed like branches.
Whose branches we swayed as we listened to your singing.
عندَwith ابنِson of عُثمَانَUthman ذيpossessing الخُلُقِcharacter الكَرِيمِnoble نُهىًwisdom
عندَ ابنِ عُثمَانَ ذي الخُلُقِ الكَرِيمِ نُهىً
ومِنand since قَدِيمٍlong ago كِرَامٌnoble آلُthe family of عُثمَاناUthman
ومِن قَدِيمٍ كِرَامٌ آلُ عُثمَانا
Ibn Uthman, of noble character, has wisdom;
With Ibn Uthman, the noble virtue, we found salvation
and the family of Uthman has long been noble.
And from old, the Uthman house was generous.
Sol 6.1