أَبَتْrefuses جَمْرَةٌan ember مِنْfrom شَوْقِlonging for حَمْزَةَHamza تَفْتُرُto subside
أَبَتْ جَمْرَةٌ مِنْ شَوْقِ حَمْزَةَ تَفْتُرُ
أَمَاis there not فِيin اللِّقَاreunion مِنْany خَمْرَةٍٍwine مِنْهُfrom him تُنْشَرُis diffused
أَمَا فِي اللِّقَا مِنْ خَمْرَةٍٍ مِنْهُ تُنْشَرُ
An ember of longing for Hamza refuses to cool.
The embers of Hamzah's love will not cool in my heart
An ember of Hamza's yearning refuses to cool,
Is there not, in reunion, a wine that spreads from him?
Will his wine not grant me the joy of union?
Is there not in our meeting an intoxicating wine diffused from him?
أُحَمِّلُI charge أَنْفَاسَthe breaths of الدَّبُورِِthe west wind تَحِيَّةًwith a greeting
أُحَمِّلُ أَنْفَاسَ الدَّبُورِِ تَحِيَّةً
تُلَطِّفُهَاit sweetens them كاَلمِِْسْكِlike musk بَلْnay هِيَit أَعْطَرُmore fragrant
تُلَطِّفُهَا كاَلمِِْسْكِ بَلْ هِيَ أَعْطَرُ
I charge the breaths of the west wind with a greeting
I send the returning caravans greetings scented
I entrust the breaths of the west wind with a greeting,
that sweetens them like musk—nay, it is more fragrant—
with musk - nay, more fragrant than musk -
That softens it like musk—nay, it is even more fragrant,
لِخِلِّيfor my dear friend ابْنِson of عَبْدِservant of اللهِGod مَنْthe one who بِكَمَالِهِthrough his perfection
لِخِلِّي ابْنِ عَبْدِ اللهِ مَنْ بِكَمَالِهِ
وَأَوْصَافِهِand his qualities بُرْدُthe mantle of الْمَعَالِيeminence مُحَبَّرُrichly embroidered
وَأَوْصَافِهِ بُرْدُ الْمَعَالِي مُحَبَّرُ
for my dear friend Ibn Abd Allah, through whose perfection
For my friend the son of Abdullah, whose perfection
For my close friend Ibn 'Abd Allah, he whose perfection
and qualities the mantle of eminence is richly embroidered.
and noble traits humble the heights
And noble traits beautifully adorn the cloak of eminence.
وَأَقْوَالُهُand his words دُرٌّpearls لَدَيْنَاto us مُنَظَّمٌstrung together
وَأَقْوَالُهُ دُرٌّ لَدَيْنَا مُنَظَّمٌ
وَأَخْلاَقُهُand his character مِسْكٌmusk أَحَمُّjet-black وَعَنْبَرُand ambergris
وَأَخْلاَقُهُ مِسْكٌ أَحَمُّ وَعَنْبَرُ
And his words are, to us, pearls strung together;
Whose words are to me strung pearls, well-ordered
His words are perfectly strung pearls unto us,
and his character is jet-black musk and ambergris.
And whose nature is musk, heated, ambergris
And his character is dark musk and ambergris.