لَسْتُI do not أَدرِيknow أَتُحْفَةٌis it a precious gift? تُتَهادَىbeing exchanged as a gift
لَسْتُ أَدرِي أَتُحْفَةٌ تُتَهادَى
أَمor عَروسٌa bride فيin حَلْيِهاher jewelry تَتَهَادىglides gracefully
أَم عَروسٌ في حَلْيِها تَتَهَادى
I do not know: is it a precious gift being exchanged,
I know not if it is a gift being passed around
or a bride gliding gracefully in her jewels?
Or a bride in her finery swaying to and fro
أمor عهودٌseasons قدindeed أَضْحَكَmade smile الدهرُTime فيهاin them
أم عهودٌ قد أَضْحَكَ الدهرُ فيها
مَبْسِمَthe smiling mouth الزهرِthe blossoms حينwhen أَبْكَىmade weep العِهاداthe rain-showers
مَبْسِمَ الزهرِ حين أَبْكَى العِهادا
Or seasons in which Time made
Or covenants that time has mocked
the blossoms' mouth smile, while making the rains weep?
With the smile of flowers while still shedding tears
أَمor بياضُwhiteness الخدودِthe cheeks نَشْرَunfolded طِرْساًa page
أَم بياضُ الخدودِ نَشْرَ طِرْساً
وسوادُand the blackness الأَصداغِthe sidelocks سالَflowed مِداداas ink
وسوادُ الأَصداغِ سالَ مِدادا
Or did the whiteness of cheeks unfold a page,
Or the whiteness of cheeks unfolding like pages
and the blackness of sidelocks flow as ink?
And the blackness of eyelids flowing like ink
بلrather قريضٌverse منfrom سِّيدٍa lord سَدَّblocked عَنِّيfrom me
بل قريضٌ من سِّيدٍ سَدَّ عَنِّي
لَهَواتِthe throats العِدَاthe foes وشَدَّand strengthened وشَاداand built up
لَهَواتِ العِدَا وشَدَّ وشَادا
Rather, verse from a lord who sealed off from me
Nay, it is an ode from a master who protected me
the throats of my foes, and strengthened and raised me up.
From the cravings of enemies, strengthening and supporting me
فاحَwafted منfrom مِجْمَرِthe censer القريحةِpoetic inspiration منهfrom him
فاحَ من مِجْمَرِ القريحةِ منه
نَدُّfragrant incense شعرٍverse قدindeed أَعْجَزَoutstripped الأَندادthe peers
نَدُّ شعرٍ قد أَعْجَزَ الأَنداد
From him, from the censer of inspiration, wafted
There diffused from the embers of his genius
the fragrant incense of verse that has outdone its peers.
A fire of poetry that surpassed all rivals
ورأَتْand saw ماwhat رأَتْit saw صِقِلِّيَّةٌSicily منof
ورأَتْ ما رأَتْ صِقِلِّيَّةٌ من
هُhim فَحَقٌّso it is right أَنْthat فاخَرَتْit vied in glory with بغداداBaghdad
هُ فَحَقٌّ أَنْ فاخَرَتْ بغدادا
And Sicily saw what it saw of
And what the maid of Sicily saw in him
him, so rightly did it vie in glory with Baghdad.
Is true, so rightfully did Baghdad boast
ماجِدٌa noble man جَدَّstrove earnestly فيin اكتسابacquiring المعاليlofty honors
ماجِدٌ جَدَّ في اكتساب المعالي
والمعانِيand meanings فأَتْعَبَand so wearied الأَمجاداthe illustrious
والمعانِي فأَتْعَبَ الأَمجادا
A noble man who strove to acquire lofty honors
Majid, excelling in acquiring virtues
and meanings, thereby exhausting the illustrious.
And meanings, exhausting all glories
زادَsurpassed عنbeyond رُتْبَةِthe rank المُنَظِّمِthe composer للشعof poetry (continued)
زادَ عن رُتْبَةِ المُنَظِّمِ للشع
رcompletion of 'poetry' ولوand if شاءَهاhe wished for it لكانَhe would have been زِياداZiyad
ر ولو شاءَها لكانَ زِيادا
He surpassed the rank of a composer of
Surpassing the rank of composer of verse
verse; and had he wished for it, he would have been Ziyad.
Though, had he wished, he could have been greater
ولقَدْand indeed أَظْلَمَgrew dark الزَّمانُTime لِعَيْنيto my eye
ولقَدْ أَظْلَمَ الزَّمانُ لِعَيْني
وأَرانِيهand showed him to me كوكباًa star وَقَّاداblazing
وأَرانِيه كوكباً وَقَّادا
And Time had indeed grown dark before my eyes,
Verily time has wronged my eyes
and showed him to me as a blazing star.
Showing me him as a guiding star
فَحَمِدْتُso I praised المُرادَthe one desired ِفيin ظِلِّthe shade نُعْماbounty (continued)
فَحَمِدْتُ المُرادَ ِفي ظِلِّ نُعْما
هُhis علىfor بَسْلِهِhis valor ونِلْتُand I attained المُراداthe desired goal
هُ على بَسْلِهِ ونِلْتُ المُرادا
So I praised the one I sought beneath the shade of his bounty,
I thanked the Desired One in the shade of His blessings
for his valor, and attained my desire.
And attained my wishes from His grace
ومضَىand he continued يدفَعُdriving away الشَّدائدَthe hardships عَنِّيfrom me
ومضَى يدفَعُ الشَّدائدَ عَنِّي
ويشُدُّand strengthens القُوَىthe powers ويُولِيand bestows الرَّشاداright guidance
ويشُدُّ القُوَى ويُولِي الرَّشادا
And he went on driving hardships away from me,
He continued removing adversities from me
strengthening my powers and bestowing right guidance,
Strengthening my powers and guiding me aright
شاهِراُbrandishing سَيْفَthe sword عَزْمِهِhis resolve فيamid مُلِمَّاcalamities (continued)
شاهِراُ سَيْفَ عَزْمِهِ في مُلِمَّا
تplural ending of 'calamities' أُموريmy affairs لاnot يَعْرِفُknows الأَغْمَاداthe sheaths
ت أُموري لا يَعْرِفُ الأَغْمَادا
brandishing the sword of his resolve amid the calamities
Brandishing the sword of his resolve in the tribulations of my affairs
of my affairs—a sword that knows no sheaths.
Not knowing rest or repose
ياO عِمادِيmy support وقدand indeed حُرِمْتُI was deprived of العِماداsupport
يا عِمادِي وقد حُرِمْتُ العِمادا
ووِداديand my love وقدand indeed نَسِيتُI forgot الوِداداlove
ووِدادي وقد نَسِيتُ الوِدادا
O my support, when I had been deprived of support,
O my pillar, though I was deprived of pillars
and my love, when I had forgotten love,
And beloved, though I forgot to love
والذيand the one who يَمْلأُfills الزمانَTime اتِّقاداًwith blazing light
والذي يَمْلأُ الزمانَ اتِّقاداً
فيamid دياجِيthe darkness خطوبهِits calamities وانْتِقاداand with discernment
في دياجِي خطوبهِ وانْتِقادا
and you who fill Time with blazing light
He who fills time with flames
amid the darkness of its trials, and with discernment:
In the battles and trials of my life
منwho يُجارِيكَcan rival you فِيin العلومِlearning وقدand indeed مَلَّhas granted (continued)
من يُجارِيكَ فِي العلومِ وقد مَلَّ
كَكَyou (verb completion) الفضلُexcellence والكمالُand perfection القِياداthe reins
كَكَ الفضلُ والكمالُ القِيادا
who can rival you in learning, when
Who can compare with you in knowledge, when
excellence and perfection have given you the reins?
Merit and perfection are led by you?
فَابسُطِso extend العُذْرَpardon إِنَّهاindeed, she is بِنْتُthe daughter فِكْرٍa mind
فَابسُطِ العُذْرَ إِنَّها بِنْتُ فِكْرٍ
لَيْسَdoes not يَزْوَىshrink وَلَيْسَand does not يُورِيkindle زِناداfire-sticks
لَيْسَ يَزْوَى وَلَيْسَ يُورِي زِنادا
So grant pardon: she is the daughter of a mind
So make excuses, for it is the product of a thought
that neither shrinks nor kindles fire-sticks.
That finds no rest or respite from firing up