يُساوِرُنيassails me طولُthe length of الدُجىnight's darkness وَأُساوِرُهُand I wrestle with it
يُساوِرُني طولُ الدُجى وَأُساوِرُهُ
مُلالَweariness وَطَرفيand my eye ساهِدُsleepless اللَيلِthe night ساهِرُهkeeping vigil through it
مُلالَ وَطَرفي ساهِدُ اللَيلِ ساهِرُه
The long darkness assails me, and I wrestle with it,
wearily, my eye sleepless through the night, keeping vigil.
وَلَولاand were it not for التُقىpiety نادَيتُI would have cried ياO حَبَّذاhow welcome الرَدىdeath
وَلَولا التُقى نادَيتُ يا حَبَّذا الرَدى
وَقُلتُand I would have said مَتىwhen تَلقىare brought إِلَيَّto me بَشائِرُهits glad tidings
وَقُلتُ مَتى تَلقى إِلَيَّ بَشائِرُه
Were it not for piety, I would cry, 'How welcome is death!'
and say, 'When will its glad tidings be brought to me?'
لَعَمرُكَby your life ماnot بِالعَيشِin living إِربٌany desire لِعاقِلٍfor a wise man
لَعَمرُكَ ما بِالعَيشِ إِربٌ لِعاقِلٍ
تَوَغَّلَhas delved deeply فيinto عِلمِknowledge of الحَقيقَةِthe truth خاطِرُهhis mind
تَوَغَّلَ في عِلمِ الحَقيقَةِ خاطِرُه
By your life, living has no appeal for a wise man
whose mind has delved deeply into knowledge of the truth.
تَسَلسُلُa succession of آلامٍpains وَتَردادُand recurrence of مِحنَةٍaffliction
تَسَلسُلُ آلامٍ وَتَردادُ مِحنَةٍ
تُراوِحهُvisits him at evening فيin كَربِهاits anguish وَتُباكِرُand visits at dawn
تُراوِحهُ في كَربِها وَتُباكِرُ
A succession of pains, and recurring affliction,
visiting him in its anguish at evening and at dawn;
وَخَيبَةَand disappointment of آمالٍhopes وَفَقدُand loss of أَعِزَّةٍdear ones
وَخَيبَةَ آمالٍ وَفَقدُ أَعِزَّةٍ
وَبُعدُand after طِوالِthe long duration of السِجنِimprisonment فَالمَوتُthen death آخِرُlast
وَبُعدُ طِوالِ السِجنِ فَالمَوتُ آخِرُ
disappointed hopes, and the loss of dear ones,
and, after long imprisonment, death comes last.
لِيَهنِكَmay it gladden you ياO تَيمورِTaymur أَنَّكَthat you جُزتَهاhave crossed beyond it
لِيَهنِكَ يا تَيمورِ أَنَّكَ جُزتَها
إِلىto مَلَأٌan assembly لاnot يَعرِفُknows المَوتَdeath زائِرُa visitor
إِلى مَلَأٌ لا يَعرِفُ المَوتَ زائِرُ
May you rejoice, O Taymur, that you have passed beyond it
to an assembly where no visitor knows death.
وَفارَقتَand you left داراًan abode لاnot يَزالُceases قَطينُهاits resident
وَفارَقتَ داراً لا يَزالُ قَطينُها
يُفَكِرُّponders فيon الهَولِthe terror الَّذيwhich هُوَit غامِرُهoverwhelming him
يُفَكِرُّ في الهَولِ الَّذي هُوَ غامِرُه
And you have left an abode whose resident never ceases
to ponder the terror that engulfs him.
فَإِنso if تَكُis عُقبىthe final destiny of الدارِthe abode قِسمَةَthe portion of فاضِلٍa virtuous man
فَإِن تَكُ عُقبى الدارِ قِسمَةَ فاضِلٍ
فَأَقصىthen the utmost of أَمانيكَyour wishes الَّذيthat which أَنتَyou صائِرُهbound for it
فَأَقصى أَمانيكَ الَّذي أَنتَ صائِرُه
If the final abode is the lot of the virtuous,
then your highest hope is what you are bound for.
تَخَطَّتكَhas passed you by فيin ذاthis الخَطبِcalamity داعِيَةَthe call to الرِثاlamentation
تَخَطَّتكَ في ذا الخَطبِ داعِيَةَ الرِثا
وَلَكِنهاbut it صارَتhas gone إِلىto مَنwhomever تُغادِرُهyou leave him behind
وَلَكِنها صارَت إِلى مَن تُغادِرُه
The call to lamentation has passed you by in this calamity,
but has fallen instead upon those you leave behind.
جَديرٌworthy بِأَنthat يُرثىbe pitied الَّذينَthose whom تَرَكتَهُمyou left them behind
جَديرٌ بِأَن يُرثى الَّذينَ تَرَكتَهُم
يُصابِرُstrives to endure كُلٌّeach one مِنهُمof them ماwhat يُصابِرُهtests his endurance
يُصابِرُ كُلٌّ مِنهُم ما يُصابِرُه
Those you left behind are the ones deserving pity,
each striving to endure what tests his endurance.
يُسائِلُasks بَعضاًsome بَعضَهُمsome of them أَينَwhere أَحمَدAhmad
يُسائِلُ بَعضاً بَعضَهُم أَينَ أَحمَد
وَأَحمَدٌand Ahmad قَدalready ضَمَّتhave closed عَلَيهِaround him حَفائِرُهhis grave-pits
وَأَحمَدٌ قَد ضَمَّت عَلَيهِ حَفائِرُه
They ask one another, 'Where is Ahmad?'
while Ahmad lies enclosed within his grave's hollows.
فَأَنّىso how لَهُمfor them تِلكَthose الخَلائِقُvirtues بَعدَهُafter him
فَأَنّى لَهُم تِلكَ الخَلائِقُ بَعدَهُ
وَأَنّىand how لَهُمfor them مِنof ذَلِكَthat الوَجهُface ناضِرُradiant
وَأَنّى لَهُم مِن ذَلِكَ الوَجهُ ناضِرُ
How can they find those virtues after him,
and where can they find the radiance of that face?
وَأَنّىand how لَهُمfor them تِلكَthat السَكينَةُtranquility وَالنُهىand wisdom
وَأَنّى لَهُم تِلكَ السَكينَةُ وَالنُهى
إِذاwhen عَصَفَتrage مِنfrom أَيِّany خَطبٍcalamity أُعاصِرُهits whirlwinds
إِذا عَصَفَت مِن أَيِّ خَطبٍ أُعاصِرُه
And where can they find that calm and wisdom
when the whirlwinds of any calamity rage?
يُريدونَthey seek فيin ذاthis العَصرِage نَدّاًa peer لِأَحمَدfor Ahmad
يُريدونَ في ذا العَصرِ نَدّاً لِأَحمَد
وَأَحمَدُand Ahmad فَذُّunique مُفرَدُalone among الخَلقِhumankind نادِرُهits rare one
وَأَحمَدُ فَذُّ مُفرَدُ الخَلقِ نادِرُه
They seek in this age a peer for Ahmad,
yet Ahmad is singular, unique among humankind, a rarity.
يَنوحونَthey wail نَوحَthe wailing of الثاكِلاتِbereaved mothers فَكُلُّهُمso every one of them
يَنوحونَ نَوحَ الثاكِلاتِ فَكُلُّهُم
تَدَفَّقُpour forth عَنfrom مِثلِthe like of السُيولِtorrents مَحاجِرُهhis eye-sockets
تَدَفَّقُ عَن مِثلِ السُيولِ مَحاجِرُه
They wail like bereaved mothers, and every one of them
has eyes pouring forth tears like torrents,
عَلىfor سَيِّدٍa master فيat جَنبِهِhis side كُلَّevery سَيدmaster
عَلى سَيِّدٍ في جَنبِهِ كُلَّ سَيد
يَظَلُّremains ضَئيلاًsmall بادِياتٍplainly evident مَفاقِرُهhis shortcomings
يَظَلُّ ضَئيلاً بادِياتٍ مَفاقِرُه
for a master beside whom every other master
remains small, his shortcomings plain.
عَلىfor مَلَكٍan angel فيin صورَةٍa form بَشَرِيَّةٍhuman
عَلى مَلَكٍ في صورَةٍ بَشَرِيَّةٍ
تَعَدَّتهُpassed him by مِنfrom هَذاthis الوَجهِaspect صَغائِرُهits petty faults
تَعَدَّتهُ مِن هَذا الوَجهِ صَغائِرُه
For an angel in human form,
whom the petty failings of this form passed by.
إِذاwhen ماemphasis جَرىcomes up فيin أَيَّany نادٍgathering حَديثُهُtalk of him
إِذا ما جَرى في أَيَّ نادٍ حَديثُهُ
تَقولُyou would say فَتَيتُcrumbled pieces of المِسكَmusk شَبَّتhave flared مَجامِرُهits censers
تَقولُ فَتَيتُ المِسكَ شَبَّت مَجامِرُه
Whenever talk of him arises in any gathering,
you would say that censers of crumbled musk had flared.
حَرِيٌّfitting بِأَنَّthat الشَرقَthe East يَظلِمُdarkens أُفقَهُits horizon
حَرِيٌّ بِأَنَّ الشَرقَ يَظلِمُ أُفقَهُ
لِمَنعاهَat the news of his death وَالإِسلامُand Islam تَبكيweep مَنابِرُهits pulpits
لِمَنعاهَ وَالإِسلامُ تَبكي مَنابِرُه
Well might the East darken its horizon
at the news of his death, and Islam's pulpits weep;
وَتُنَكَّسُand are lowered راياتُthe banners of الفَضائِلِvirtues كُلِّهاall of them
وَتُنَكَّسُ راياتُ الفَضائِلِ كُلِّها
عَلَيهِfor him وَتَرخيand are drawn لِلكَمالِfor perfection سَتائِرُهits curtains
عَلَيهِ وَتَرخي لِلكَمالِ سَتائِرُه
and all the banners of virtue be lowered
for him, and perfection's curtains be drawn.
فَمَنthen who بَعدَهُafter him لِلعِلمِfor knowledge تَنَشَّقَare parted حَجبَهُits veils
فَمَن بَعدَهُ لِلعِلمِ تَنَشَّقَ حَجبَهُ
وَيُسلِسُand grows tractable عاصيهِits unruly part وَيَسهُلُand grows easy واعِرُهits rugged part
وَيُسلِسُ عاصيهِ وَيَسهُلُ واعِرُه
For whom, after him, will the veils of knowledge part,
its unruly ways grow tame, and its rugged paths grow easy?
وَلِلُغَةِand for the language الفُصحىeloquent يَصونُguards ذِمارُهاits honor
وَلِلُغَةِ الفُصحى يَصونُ ذِمارُها
وَتَملَأُand fill فيهاin it الخافِقينَeast and west مَآثِرُهhis achievements
وَتَملَأُ فيها الخافِقينَ مَآثِرُه
And who will guard the honor of eloquent Arabic,
his achievements in it filling east and west?
صَباباتِهِhis ardent longings فيfor حُسنِهاits beauty وَسُهّادِهِand his sleepless vigils
صَباباتِهِ في حُسنِها وَسُهّادِهِ
وَمَنand among كَتَبَهاits books أَعلاقِهِhis precious possessions وَذَخائِرُهand his treasures
وَمَن كَتَبَها أَعلاقِهِ وَذَخائِرُه
His longings and sleepless vigils were for its beauty,
and among its books were his precious possessions and treasures.
وَذَوقٌand tasting جَناهاits fruit غَبقَهُhis evening drink وَصَبوحُهُand his morning draught
وَذَوقٌ جَناها غَبقَهُ وَصَبوحُهُ
وَجَوبَand traversing فَلاهاits deserts رَوضُهُhis garden وَأَزاهِرُهand his flowers
وَجَوبَ فَلاها رَوضُهُ وَأَزاهِرُه
Tasting its fruit was his evening drink and morning draught,
and roaming its deserts was his garden and his flowers.
أَوابِدُهاits wild creatures طَراًall لَدَيهِto him أَوانِسٌfamiliar companions
أَوابِدُها طَراً لَدَيهِ أَوانِسٌ
وَشُرَّدَهاand its strays مِنfrom كُلِّevery فَنٍart مَعاشِرُهhis companions
وَشُرَّدَها مِن كُلِّ فَنٍ مَعاشِرُه
All its wild creatures were familiar companions to him,
and its strays from every art were his intimates.
أَقامَhe set upright لِسانَthe tongue of العُربِthe Arabs مِمّاfrom what هَوىhad fallen بِهِwith it
أَقامَ لِسانَ العُربِ مِمّا هَوى بِهِ
وَلَولاهُand were it not for him حَتماًcertainly ماnot أُقيلَتwere remedied عَواثِرُهits stumbles
وَلَولاهُ حَتماً ما أُقيلَت عَواثِرُه
He raised the tongue of the Arabs from what had brought it low,
and without him its stumbles surely would not have been set right.
وَلَوand had كانَhe lived فيin عَصرِthe age of المُؤلِفِthe compiler لَمnot يَكُنwould have been
وَلَو كانَ في عَصرِ المُؤلِفِ لَم يَكُن
لَدَيهِto him اِبنُIbn مَنظورٍManzur بِكُفءٍan equal يُناظِرُهto rival him
لَدَيهِ اِبنُ مَنظورٍ بِكُفءٍ يُناظِرُه
Had he lived in the compiler's age, he would not have found
in Ibn Manzur an equal to rival him.
وَلَوand had أَنَّهُthat he وافىcome to الصِحاحَal-Sihah مُصَحِّحاًas a corrector
وَلَو أَنَّهُ وافى الصِحاحَ مُصَحِّحاً
غَلَتwould have risen in value فَوقَbeyond عَهدِthe age of الجَوهَرِيِّal-Jawhari جَواهِرُهits jewels
غَلَت فَوقَ عَهدِ الجَوهَرِيِّ جَواهِرُه
Had he come to al-Sihah as its corrector,
its jewels would have risen in worth beyond al-Jawhari's day.
وَكانَand would have كِتابُthe Book of العَينِal-'Ayn, the Eye قَدalready غابَvanished جُملَةًentirely
وَكانَ كِتابُ العَينِ قَد غابَ جُملَةً
عَنِfrom العَينِsight لَوif أَنَّthat الخَليلَal-Khalil مُعاصِرُهhis contemporary
عَنِ العَينِ لَو أَنَّ الخَليلَ مُعاصِرُه
And Kitab al-'Ayn would have vanished altogether
from sight, had al-Khalil been his contemporary.
وَلَوand even if كانَthere were فيin القاموسِal-Qamus, the Ocean لَجَّجَdeep seas ماnot طَماsurged high
وَلَو كانَ في القاموسِ لَجَّجَ ما طَما
وَماand not كانَwould have been إِلّاexcept كَالرَقارِقِlike shallow pools زَاخِرُهits surging waters
وَما كانَ إِلّا كَالرَقارِقِ زَاخِرُه
Even had al-Qamus held deep seas, it would not have swelled,
and its surging waters would have been mere shallow pools.
وَلَوand had أَنَّthat رَبَّthe master of التاجِal-Taj, the Crown عاشَlived بِعَصرِهِin his age
وَلَو أَنَّ رَبَّ التاجِ عاشَ بِعَصرِهِ
لَحَلَّhe would have unraveled مِنَfrom التاجِthe crown الَّذيwhich هُوَhe ضافِرُهits weaver
لَحَلَّ مِنَ التاجِ الَّذي هُوَ ضافِرُه
Had the master of al-Taj lived in his age,
he would have unraveled the crown he himself had woven.
وَلَوand had شَمِلَhe subjected المِصباحُal-Misbah, the Lamp يَوماًone day بِنَقدِهِto his criticism
وَلَو شَمِلَ المِصباحُ يَوماً بِنَقدِهِ
لِخِلاهُhe would have left it مَلقىcast aside لَيسَnot يُزهِرُshines زاهِرُهits radiance
لِخِلاهُ مَلقى لَيسَ يُزهِرُ زاهِرُه
Had he one day subjected al-Misbah to his criticism,
he would have left it cast aside, its radiance no longer shining.
مَدىa reach لَيسَnot فيهِin it مَنanyone يَشَقُّpierces غُبارَهُhis dust
مَدى لَيسَ فيهِ مَن يَشَقُّ غُبارَهُ
وَطائِلَةًand an eminence ماnot إِنemphasis بِهاin it مَنanyone يُجاوِرُهstands beside him
وَطائِلَةً ما إِن بِها مَن يُجاوِرُه
A reach where none could pierce the dust he raised,
and an eminence where none could stand beside him.
فَقَدfor already غُيِّبَتhave been hidden away تِلكَthose الفَضائِلُvirtues كُلَّهاall of them
فَقَد غُيِّبَت تِلكَ الفَضائِلُ كُلَّها
وَدارَتand have turned عَلىagainst ذاكَthat النُبوغُgenius دَوائِرُهits circles of misfortune
وَدارَت عَلى ذاكَ النُبوغُ دَوائِرُه
Now all those virtues have been laid away,
and the circles of misfortune have closed upon that genius.
وَباتَand has come to يُبَكّيmake weep كُلَّevery صابٍaspirant إِلىto العُلىthe heights
وَباتَ يُبَكّي كُلَّ صابٍ إِلى العُلى
وَكانَand it was حَرىًfitting أَنthat لاnot تَجَفَّdry بِوادِرُهhis first-flowing tears
وَكانَ حَرىً أَن لا تَجَفَّ بِوادِرُه
And now he brings every aspirant to the heights to tears,
and fittingly, his tears should never dry.
أَأَحمَدَO Ahmad لاmay you not تُبعِدُbe far away فَفيfor in كُلِّevery مُهجَةًheart
أَأَحمَدَ لا تُبعِدُ فَفي كُلِّ مُهجَةً
وَلاؤُكَdevotion to you عَقدَa knot مُحكَماتٍfirmly secured أَواصِرُهits bonds
وَلاؤُكَ عَقدَ مُحكَماتٍ أَواصِرُه
O Ahmad, be not far away: in every heart
devotion to you is a knot whose bonds are firmly tied.
دَخَلتَyou entered إِلىinto الدارِthe abode الَّتيwhich أَنتَyou أَهلَهاworthy of it
دَخَلتَ إِلى الدارِ الَّتي أَنتَ أَهلَها
مَكانَكَyour place فيهاin it مُشرِقُradiant الوَجهِthe face سافِرُهwith it unveiled
مَكانَكَ فيها مُشرِقُ الوَجهِ سافِرُه
You have entered the abode for which you are worthy,
in your place there, with a radiant, unveiled face.
وَلاand no بَأسَfear مِنfrom هَولِthe terror of الحِسابِthe Reckoning عَلىfor اِمرِئٍa man
وَلا بَأسَ مِن هَولِ الحِسابِ عَلى اِمرِئٍ
لَهُhe has زَردٌchainmail مِنfrom نَسجِthe weaving of أَيديهِhis hands ناصِرُهdefending him
لَهُ زَردٌ مِن نَسجِ أَيديهِ ناصِرُه
No man need fear the terror of the Reckoning
who has chainmail woven by his own hands to defend him.
عَلَيكَupon you سَلامُthe peace of الَهِGod ماas long as لاحَflashes بارِقٌlightning
عَلَيكَ سَلامُ الَهِ ما لاحَ بارِقٌ
وَجادَand may be generous to ثَراكَyour grave-soil الغَيثَthe rain ماwhenever سَحَّpours ماطِرُهits rain-cloud
وَجادَ ثَراكَ الغَيثَ ما سَحَّ ماطِرُه
God's peace be upon you as long as lightning flashes,
and may rain drench your grave-soil whenever its rain-cloud pours.
عَلىupon الناسِpeople دَينٌa debt مِنof ثَنائِكَpraise of you لازِمُbinding
عَلى الناسِ دَينٌ مِن ثَنائِكَ لازِمُ
يُؤَدّونَهُthey repay it ماas long as يَذكُرُremembers الحَقَّwhat is right ذاكِرُهone who remembers it
يُؤَدّونَهُ ما يَذكُرُ الحَقَّ ذاكِرُه
People owe you a binding debt of praise,
which they shall repay as long as anyone remembers what is right.
Sol 6.1