ماشيمةnot the character الأحرارfree men تلكthat وإنماbut rather
ماشيمة الأحرار تلك وإنما
تاللهby God تلكthat سجيةinnate character السراقthieves
تالله تلك سجية السراق
That is not the character of free men; rather—
The march of the free, that one, and yet
by God, that is the nature of thieves.
By God that is the nature of thieves
أينwhere المروءةnobility of character منfrom ضميرa conscience مخضبstained
أين المروءة من ضمير مخضب
بدمwith blood طهورpure للعلىtoward the heights سباقforemost in striving
بدم طهور للعلى سباق
What honor is there in a conscience stained
Where is the chivalry from a conscience dyed
with pure blood that raced toward the heights?
With the pure blood of the foremost climbers
هذيthese المشانقthe gallows فيin الحقيقةtruth لمnot تكنwere
هذي المشانق في الحقيقة لم تكن
إلاexcept مدارجstairways عزةhonor للراقيfor the climber
إلا مدارج عزة للراقي
These gallows, in truth, were nothing
These gallows were not in truth
but stairways of honor for the climber.
But steps of glory for the rising one
نحنwe الأباةthe unbowed المؤمنينthe believers نقولهاwe say it
نحن الأباة المؤمنين نقولها
ولوand even if أنthat كأسcup الموتdeath فيin إدهاقoverflowing fullness
ولو أن كأس الموت في إدهاق
We, the unbowed believers, proclaim it,
We steadfast believers say it
even if death’s cup is filled to overflowing.
Even if the cup of death is in gulping
فالمجدfor glory بالتصفيقthrough applause ليسis not ينالهattains it
فالمجد بالتصفيق ليس يناله
قومa people ولكنbut بالدمthrough blood المهراقpoured out
قوم ولكن بالدم المهراق
For glory is not won through applause
For glory is not attained with applause
by a people, but through blood poured out.
By a people, but with spilled blood
ولقدand indeed عشقناwe have loved المجدglory معalong with بلوائهits trials
ولقد عشقنا المجد مع بلوائه
ماhow أطيبsweet البلوىaffliction لدىto العشاقlovers
ما أطيب البلوى لدى العشاق
And indeed we have loved glory along with its trials;
And we loved glory with its afflictions
how sweet is affliction to lovers!
How sweet are afflictions for lovers
ياO معشرcompany الشهداءthe martyrs طبتمyou were blessed ميتهdeath
يا معشر الشهداء طبتم ميته
كانتit was لكمto you أشهىmore delectable منthan الترياقthe antidote
كانت لكم أشهى من الترياق
O company of martyrs, blessed was your death;
O group of martyrs, your death was good
it was sweeter to you than the antidote.
It was more delicious for you than syrup
تاللهby God منthan أهدابناour eyelashes أهدىbetter at guiding بناfor us
تالله من أهدابنا أهدى بنا
قدindeed كنتمyou were للنورto the light والاحقاقand vindicating truth
قد كنتم للنور والاحقاق
By God, better guides for us than our own eyelashes
By God, from our eyelids a guide guided us
you were indeed—to light and the vindication of truth.
You were for the light and the truth
وإذاand if الشدائدhardships فرقتhave separated ماwhat بينناbetween us
وإذا الشدائد فرقت ما بيننا
فلناthen for us بجناتin gardens النعيمbliss تلاقa reunion
فلنا بجنات النعيم تلاق
And if hardships have torn us apart,
And if hardships separated what was between us
then we shall meet in the gardens of bliss.
For us is the Gardens of Bliss for reunion
Sol 6.1