نصيبك من يُتمٍ أخذت ومن ثكلِ
ومثلك من يُرثى ويَرثي له مثلي
You took your share of orphanhood and bereavement.
And one such as you is mourned, and one such as I mourns him.
كلانا من الدنيا رهين بموعد
تلمسته بعدي فأدركته قبلي
Both of us in this world are bound to an appointed hour;
you sought it after me, yet reached it before me.
وقفت على صحبي حنينيَ لا على
لداتي فما لي من غلام ولا طفل
I devoted my longing to my companions, not to
my offspring, for I have neither a boy nor a child.
وجئت لتوديع الرجال وإنني
أعد غداً رحلي لعاقبة الرحل
And I came to bid the men farewell, while I myself
will ready my baggage tomorrow for the travelers' end.
وقد كان صحبي بعض نفسي ففارقوا
فأصبحت أبكي بعد صحبي على كلي
My companions were part of my very self, and they departed;
so, with my companions gone, I weep for my whole self.
نصاب من الأحباب بالبعد مثلما
نصاب من الأعداء بالأسر والقتل
We are stricken by separation from loved ones, just as
we are stricken by enemies through captivity and killing.
وإنيَ في دار أحيط بما بها
وأرقب أخرى لا يحيط بها عقلي
And I am in an abode whose contents I comprehend,
and await another that my mind cannot encompass.
فيا عنبر الوادي وراءك نفحة
على الدهر لا يمحو شذاها ولا يُبلي
So, O ambergris of the valley, behind you lingers a fragrant breath
through the ages; time neither effaces its scent nor wears it away.
وماذا الذي ألقى به عنك سلوتي
وللبين أمسى يستعد الذي يسلي
And in what could I find solace for your loss,
when the one who consoles is now preparing to depart?
ذكرت لك العهد الذي لا يناله
سوى الحر عندي والكريم من الأهل
I remembered my pledge to you, which none receives
from me but the freeborn and the noble among my kin.
وحسبك من دمعي عليك ومن دمي
لودك هذا الري في الزمن المحل
Let my tears for you, and my blood, suffice you—
this watering of your love in a time of drought.
مدى كل حي منه ما أنت بالغ
على عجل يسعى له أو على مهل
The end of every living being is the point you have reached;
each strives toward it, in haste or at leisure.
وأني مقيم بين كتبك للرضى
وللذكر ما أتلوه منها وما أُملي
And I remain among your books for contentment;
and what I recite from them and dictate is for remembrance.
أحيي لك الفضل الذي أنت تارك
وإن كان خطبي مثل خطبك في الفضل
I keep alive for you the excellence you leave behind,
though, in matters of excellence, my plight is like yours.
وما هانت الدنيا عليَّ وأهلها
وإن لم أفز منهم بقول ولا فعل
Yet the world and its people have not lost their worth to me,
though I have gained nothing from them in word or deed.
Sol 6.1