نادِcall out to المَناياdeaths، وقُلand say لِلرِّيحِto the wind: ياO رِيحُwind
نادِ المَنايا، وقُل لِلرِّيحِ: يا رِيحُ
النَّاسُthe people فيin الحَربِwar قَتْلَىdead أَوor مَجَارِيحُwounded
النَّاسُ في الحَربِ قَتْلَى أَو مَجَارِيحُ
Call out to death, and say to the wind: O wind!
Summon the fates, and say to the wind: "O Wind!"
In war, people are dead or wounded.
The people in war are but the slain or the wounded.
يُسَارِعُونَthey rush إِليهاto it دُونَماwithout سَبَبٍa reason
يُسَارِعُونَ إِليها دُونَما سَبَبٍ
كَأنّهمas though they حَطَبٌfirewood لِلنَّارِfor the fire مَطروحُcast down
كَأنّهم حَطَبٌ لِلنَّارِ مَطروحُ
They rush to it without a reason,
They rush toward it without cause or reason,
as though they were firewood cast down for the fire.
As though they are firewood cast into the flames.
أَجسادُهُمtheir bodies فَوقَupon صَدرِbreast الأَرضِthe earth عاريةٌnaked
أَجسادُهُم فَوقَ صَدرِ الأَرضِ عاريةٌ
فَإِنْand if تَجِدْyou find كَفَناًa shroud فَالأَثْلُthen the tamarisk والشِّيحُand the wormwood
فَإِنْ تَجِدْ كَفَناً فَالأَثْلُ والشِّيحُ
Their bodies lie naked upon the earth's breast;
Their bodies lie naked upon the earth's breast,
and if you find a shroud, it is tamarisk and wormwood.
And should they find a shroud, it is but tamarisk and wormwood.
إِلىuntil متىwhen يَتَخَلَّىabandons الشَّعبُthe people عَنfrom دَمِهِits blood
إِلى متى يَتَخَلَّى الشَّعبُ عَن دَمِهِ
وليسَand not يُسعِفُهُaids it (عِيسَىJesus) ولاnor (نُوحُNoah)؟
وليسَ يُسعِفُهُ (عِيسَى) ولا (نُوحُ)؟
How long will the people forsake their own blood,
How long will the people forsake their own blood,
with neither Jesus nor Noah coming to their aid?
When neither Jesus nor Noah brings them aid?
لاneither العتْبُreproach يُوقِظُهُawakens it.. لاnor السَّوطُthe whip يُلهِبُهُinflames it
لا العتْبُ يُوقِظُهُ.. لا السَّوطُ يُلهِبُهُ
ولاnor يُحَرِّكُهُmoves it هَجْوٌinvective وتَجرِيحُand disparagement
ولا يُحَرِّكُهُ هَجْوٌ وتَجرِيحُ
Neither reproach awakens them, nor the whip inflames them,
No reproach awakens them, no whip inflames their spirit,
nor do invective and disparagement stir them.
Nor does scorn or cutting insult stir them.
تَجَمَّدَتhave frozen كَلِماتُthe words اللهِGod فيin فَمِهِits mouth
تَجَمَّدَت كَلِماتُ اللهِ في فَمِهِ
وغَامَand grew clouded فيin صَدرِهِits breast ذِكرٌremembrance وتَسبيحُand glorification
وغَامَ في صَدرِهِ ذِكرٌ وتَسبيحُ
God's words have frozen in their mouths,
The words of God have frozen within their mouths,
and remembrance and praise have clouded over in their breasts.
And in their chests, prayer and praise have turned to mist.
مَسَاجِدُthe mosques اللهِGod فيin الأَسحارِthe predawn hours صامِتةٌsilent
مَسَاجِدُ اللهِ في الأَسحارِ صامِتةٌ
تَجَمَّدَتhave frozen فيin المَحَارِيبِthe prayer niches التَّراويحُthe Tarawih prayers
تَجَمَّدَت في المَحَارِيبِ التَّراويحُ
God's mosques are silent in the hours before dawn;
The mosques of God stand silent in the dawns,
the Tarawih prayers have frozen in the prayer niches.
And in the prayer niches, the night vigils stand frozen.
القَلبُthe heart مُنفَطِرٌsplit open حُزناًwith grief ومُنكسِرٌand broken
القَلبُ مُنفَطِرٌ حُزناً ومُنكسِرٌ
والعَينُand the eye دامِعةٌtearful, والرُّوحُand the soul مَجرُوحُwounded
والعَينُ دامِعةٌ, والرُّوحُ مَجرُوحُ
The heart is rent with grief and broken,
The heart is cloven with grief and utterly broken,
and the eye is tearful, and the soul wounded.
The eye sheds tears, and the soul lies wounded.
الضَّالِعُونَthe complicit الضَّحَاياthe victims بِئسَhow vile ماwhat اقتَرَفُواthey committed
الضَّالِعُونَ الضَّحَايا بِئسَ ما اقتَرَفُوا
هُمُthey الزَّنازِنُthe prison cells فيهاwithin it والمَفَاتِيحُand the keys
هُمُ الزَّنازِنُ فيها والمَفَاتِيحُ
The complicit victims—how vile the deeds they have committed!
The complicit victims—wretched is what they have wrought;
They are the prison cells within it, and the keys.
They are, at once, the dungeon cells and the keys.
ماذاwhat تَبَقَّىremains لَهُمto them مِنهُمof them؟! ولَيسَand not لَهمfor them
ماذا تَبَقَّى لَهُم مِنهُم؟! ولَيسَ لَهم
فيin عالَمِthe world اليَومِtoday لاneither نَبضٌpulse ولاnor رُوحُsoul
في عالَمِ اليَومِ لا نَبضٌ ولا رُوحُ
What remains to them of themselves?! And they have
What remains for them of their own selves? For they have,
in today's world neither pulse nor soul.
In this modern world, neither pulse nor soul.
تَكَاثَرَتhave multiplied فيin زَمَانِthe age الرُّعبِterror آلِهَةُgods الــthe
تَكَاثَرَت في زَمَانِ الرُّعبِ آلِهَةُ الــ
ـفَوضَىchaos جُزَافاًat random.. فقُلso say لِلرِّيحِto the wind: ياO رِيحُwind
ـفَوضَى جُزَافاً.. فقُل لِلرِّيحِ: يا رِيحُ
In the age of terror, there have multiplied the gods of
In the age of terror, the gods have multiplied—
chaos, at random... so say to the wind: O wind!
Gods of random chaos... so say to the wind: "O Wind!"