ماno لقلبيfor my heart سلوىconsoling forgetfulness لمنfor the one who باللقاwith a meeting منّbestowed a favor
ما لقلبي سلوى لمن باللقا منّ
وسقانيand gave me to drink هواهhis love صافيةpure wine الدنّthe wine jar
وسقاني هواه صافية الدنّ
My heart cannot forget the one who graced me with a meeting.
My heart has no solace for one I met,
And his love gave me the jar's pure wine to drink.
Whose love has made me drink pure sweetness.
أوor يلقىsuffers الهوانhumiliation قلبيmy heart وإنand even if أنّit groaned
أو يلقى الهوان قلبي وإن أنّ
لاno وحقِّby the right of الجمالBeauty ماnot ذلwas abased منone whose أنyou (first fragment)
لا وحقِّ الجمال ما ذل من أن
Or shall my heart suffer humiliation, even if it groans?
Or else my heart is prone to abasement, even if
No, by Beauty's right, none is abased for whom you—
I swear it isn’t, by the truth of beauty.
تyou (final fragment) مليكsovereign of الجلالMajesty فيin الدهرthe ages عزُّهْhis glory
ت مليك الجلال في الدهر عزُّهْ
غرسa sapling نعماكyour bounty فاقexcelled فضلاin grace ومنّاand favor
غرس نعماك فاق فضلا ومنّا
Sovereign of Majesty—are glory through the ages.
You are the King of Glory throughout time,
The sapling of your bounty excelled in grace and favor.
The planting of Your blessings excelled bounty and favor.
وهوand it بالنصرin victory لمnot يزلcease مطمئناreassured
وهو بالنصر لم يزل مطمئنا
لاnot يهابit fears الردىdeath إذاwhen الليلthe night جنّاgrew dark
لا يهاب الردى إذا الليل جنّا
And it has remained assured of victory.
And with victory You have remained content,
It does not fear death when night grows dark.
Fearing no misfortune when night falls.
لاno ولاnor يتقيit guards against العداةthe foes وأنّىand how could
لا ولا يتقي العداة وأنّى
يختشيهمit fears them وسوحand the courts of نصركyour aid حرزُهْits refuge
يختشيهم وسوح نصرك حرزُهْ
No, nor is it wary of foes; how could it
Indeed no! Nor do you fear enemies; how
fear them, when the courts of your aid are its refuge?
Could You dread them, when Your victory is Your shield?
جذبتناdrew us إليكto you نفحةa fragrant waft رندِlaurel
جذبتنا إليك نفحة رندِ
وحماناand protected us سيفٌa sword صقيلُpolished الفرندِthe blade's watered pattern
وحمانا سيفٌ صقيلُ الفرندِ
A waft of laurel drew us to you.
A scent of Your affection pulled us to You,
And a sword with a polished, watered blade protected us.
And a polished Indian sword protected us.
أَفَأُغْتَالُthen am I to be assassinated? والعنايةwhile providence جنديmy army
أَفَأُغْتَالُ والعناية جندي
منwhoever يشانيis hostile to ذويكyour kin لاno ريبdoubt عنديin my mind
من يشاني ذويك لا ريب عندي
Am I then to be slain by stealth, when providence is my army?
Shall I be slaughtered while divine care is my armor?
Whoever bears your kin ill will—I have no doubt
Whoever envies me has no doubt, in my view,
أنthat أسيافكyour swords الرقاقthe slender ones تحزُّهْcut through him
أن أسيافك الرقاق تحزُّهْ
نحنwe قومa people لناto us الجمالBeauty تبدّىmanifested itself
نحن قوم لنا الجمال تبدّى
that your slender swords will cut him down.
That Your thin, fine swords will prune him.
We are a people to whom Beauty has manifested itself.
We are a people graced with beauty manifest,
هالكdoomed كلevery منone who عليناagainst us تعدّىtransgressed
هالك كل من علينا تعدّى
حافرthe digger of البئرthe well فيهinto it ذاكthat one تردّىfell headlong
حافر البئر فيه ذاك تردّى
Doomed is everyone who transgresses against us.
Every one who transgresses against us is doomed,
The digger of the well—that very one fell headlong into it.
The pit’s edge is where that one tumbled.
لاlet not يغرdeceive العدوَّthe foe بُرْدٌa cloak تردّاhe donned
لا يغر العدوَّ بُرْدٌ تردّا
هُit وعِطفٌand a flank بينamong الأنامhumankind يهزُّهْhe sways it
هُ وعِطفٌ بين الأنام يهزُّهْ
Let not the foe be deceived by a cloak he has donned,
No cold turns back the foe once it has raged
or by a flank he sways among humankind.
It is a sympathy among people that shakes him.
لاdo not تقلsay منthe one who بغىtransgressed عليكagainst you استداماendured
لا تقل من بغى عليك استداما
سوفwill يأتيcome الضياthe light فيمحوand then erase الظلاماthe darkness
سوف يأتي الضيا فيمحو الظلاما
Do not say that whoever wronged you will endure.
Say not that one who insisted on warring will last;
The light will come and then erase the darkness.
The day will bring the light, wiping out darkness.
منwhoever يراهsees him نجاhas escaped رأىhas seen الأوهاماillusions
من يراه نجا رأى الأوهاما
فهيfor they كالزرعlike a crop فيin المباديthe beginnings إذاwhen ماan emphatic particle
فهي كالزرع في المبادي إذا ما
Whoever thinks he has escaped has seen illusions.
Whoever sees Him saved has seen the fantasies -
For they are like a crop in its early days: when
They are like crops in the open country, which,
جاءcame وقتtime of الحصادthe harvest أُحكمَwas done thoroughly جزُّهْits cutting
جاء وقت الحصاد أُحكمَ جزُّهْ
إنindeed بيتthe house of الهدىguidance عظيمgreat in ثناءٍpraise
إن بيت الهدى عظيم ثناءٍ
harvest time comes, it is thoroughly cut down.
When harvest time comes, are reaped tight.
Indeed, the house of guidance is greatly praised.
The House of Guidance has abundant praise;
كنbe بهin it واثقاًconfident بغيرwithout عناءٍstrain
كن به واثقاً بغير عناءٍ
وإذاand if رمتyou wished تحتميto seek protection بالتجاءٍby taking refuge
وإذا رمت تحتمي بالتجاءٍ
Be confident in it, without strain.
Rely on it, with no effort,
And if you wish to find protection by taking refuge,
And if you seek refuge beneath its shelter,
فالزمthen remain at البابthe door خاضعاhumbly فيin رجاءٍhope
فالزم الباب خاضعا في رجاءٍ
لأناسٍfor people لهمthey possess منof السرthe secret رمزُهْits sign
لأناسٍ لهم من السر رمزُهْ
then remain at the door, humble, with hope
Then stick close to the gate, humbly hopeful
in people who possess a sign of the secret.
For people who hold the mystery’s symbol.
تلكthose ساداتناour masters كرامnoble المحلِّthe station
تلك ساداتنا كرام المحلِّ
آلthe family of بيتthe house of الصدّيقal-Siddiq (the Truthful) سرthe secret of التمليgazing one's fill
آل بيت الصدّيق سر التملي
Those are our masters, noble in station:
They are our masters, honorable people,
the family of al-Siddiq's house—the secret of gazing one's fill.
The family of the Truthful One, the heart of Islam -
ليتنيwould that I لوif only دنيتwere brought near منهto it ومنand who ليfor me
ليتني لو دنيت منه ومن لي
فهموfor they دائماًalways بيوتhouses of التجليmanifestation
فهمو دائماً بيوت التجلي
Would that I were brought near to it—but who will help me?
Would that I might draw near them, gain access!
For they are ever houses of manifestation,
For they are always houses of revelation,
وهموand they معدنthe mine of التحليadornment وكنزُهُand its treasure
وهمو معدن التحلي وكنزُهُ
and they are the mine of adornment and its treasure.
And they are the source of grace and its treasure.