ياO آلَfamily of خيرِthe best of عبادِservants of اللَّهGod كلّهمُall of them
يا آلَ خيرِ عبادِ اللَّه كلّهمُ
ومَنand those who لهمْto them فوقabove أعناقthe necks of الورىhumankind مِنَنُfavors
ومَن لهمْ فوق أعناق الورى مِنَنُ
O family of the best of all God's servants,
O kin of the best servants of God altogether
And you whose favors rest upon the necks of humankind!
And those who have favors upon the necks of all creatures
كمhow often تُثْلَمونyou are wounded بأيديby the hands of النّاسِthe people كلّهِمُall of them
كم تُثْلَمون بأيدي النّاسِ كلّهِمُ
وكمand how often تُعَرِّسُencamp فيكمْamong you دهرَهاtheir whole lifetime المِحَنُafflictions
وكم تُعَرِّسُ فيكمْ دهرَها المِحَنُ
How often you are wounded at the hands of all people!
How often you are wronged by the hands of all people
And how often afflictions encamp among you for all their days!
And how often do hardships marry you
وكمand how often يَذودُكُمُdrives you away عنfrom حقّكمْyour rightful due حَنَقاًout of rage
وكم يَذودُكُمُ عن حقّكمْ حَنَقاً
مُمَلّأُfilled الصَّدْرِthe breast بالأحقادِwith grudges مُضطغِنُharboring spite
مُمَلّأُ الصَّدْرِ بالأحقادِ مُضطغِنُ
And how often, out of rage, you are driven from your rightful due
And how often does one filled with hatred and grudges
By a spiteful man whose breast is filled with grudges!
Prevent you from your right out of anger
إنّindeed الّذينthose who نَضَوْاstripped away عنكمْfrom you تُراثَكمُyour inheritance
إنّ الّذين نَضَوْا عنكمْ تُراثَكمُ
لمdid not يَغبنوكمْcheat you ولكنْbut دينَهمْtheir faith غَبَنواthey cheated
لم يَغبنوكمْ ولكنْ دينَهمْ غَبَنوا
Indeed, those who stripped you of your inheritance
Indeed, those who inherited your inheritance from you
Did not cheat you, but cheated their own faith.
Did not cheat you, but cheated their own religion
باعواthey sold الجِنانَParadise's gardens بدارٍfor an abode لاno بقاءَlasting existence لهاfor it
باعوا الجِنانَ بدارٍ لا بقاءَ لها
وَليسَand there is no للَّهfor God فيماin what باعهHe sold it ثمنُpayment
وَليسَ للَّه فيما باعه ثمنُ
They sold Paradise's gardens for an abode that will not endure,
They sold paradise for an abode with no permanence
And God receives no payment for what He has sold.
And God has no price for what they sold
أُحِبُّكمْI love you والّذيby the One who صلّىprayed الجميعُeveryone لهto Him
أُحِبُّكمْ والّذي صلّى الجميعُ له
عندat البناءِthe building الّذيwhich تُهدىare offered لهto it البُدُنُsacrificial camels
عند البناءِ الّذي تُهدى له البُدُنُ
I love you, by Him to whom all have prayed
I love you and the one to whom all prayed
At the House to which sacrificial camels are offered.
At the building to which bodies are gifted
وَأَرتَجيكمْand I place hope in you لماfor what بعدafter المماتِdeath إذاwhen
وَأَرتَجيكمْ لما بعد المماتِ إذا
وارىconcealed عنfrom النّاسthe people جَمْعاًa throng أعظمٌbones جُبُنُtimid
وارى عن النّاس جَمْعاً أعظمٌ جُبُنُ
And I look to you for what comes after death, when
And I hope for you after death when
Timid bones conceal a throng from people's sight.
Most people conceal themselves from others out of cowardice
وإنْand if يَضِلَّgoes astray أُناسٌsome people عنfrom سبيلهِمُtheir path
وإنْ يَضِلَّ أُناسٌ عن سبيلهِمُ
فليسthen there is no لِيfor me غيرُother than ماwhat أنتمْyou بهupon it سَنَنُa path
فليس لِي غيرُ ما أنتمْ به سَنَنُ
And if some people stray from their path,
And if some people stray from their path
Then I have no path but the one you follow.
I have no other course but what you have set as precedent
وَماand not أُبالِيI care إذاif ماemphatic particle كنتُمُyou are وَضَحاًa bright light
وَما أُبالِي إذا ما كنتُمُ وَضَحاً
لناظِرَيَّto my two eyes أضاءshone الخلقُhumankind أمor دَجَنواthey grew dark
لناظِرَيَّ أضاء الخلقُ أم دَجَنوا
And I care not, so long as you are a light
And I do not care if when I am evident
To my eyes, whether mankind shines or grows dark.
To my observers, the creation shone or turned gloomy
وَأَنتمُand you يومon the day أرمِيI shoot ساعديmy forearm ويديand my hand
وَأَنتمُ يوم أرمِي ساعدي ويدي
وأنتُمُand you يَومon the day يرمينيshoots at me العِداthe enemies الجُنَنُthe shields
وأنتُمُ يَوم يرميني العِدا الجُنَنُ
And you are my forearm and my hand on the day I shoot,
You are there on the day I hurl my arms and hands
And you are my shields on the day enemies shoot at me.
And you are there on the day the insane hurl me into madness
Sol 6.1