لاnot راقَنيpleased me إِلّاexcept الحِدادَmourning لَبوسُattire
لا راقَني إِلّا الحِدادَ لَبوسُ
إِنَّindeed النَعيمَbliss مَعَwith النَعِيِّtidings of death لَبوسُconfusion
إِنَّ النَعيمَ مَعَ النَعِيِّ لَبوسُ
No attire has pleased me except mourning dress.
Nothing pleases me now but the raiment of mourning,
Indeed, bliss amid tidings of death is confusion.
For bliss, when accompanied by the news of death, becomes a shroud of misery.
بِاللَهِby God ياO عيداًfeast تَبَسَّمَsmiled لِلوَرىupon humankind
بِاللَهِ يا عيداً تَبَسَّمَ لِلوَرى
لاnot تَلقنيmeet me إِلّاexcept وَأَنتَwhile you are عَبوسُfrowning
لا تَلقني إِلّا وَأَنتَ عَبوسُ
By God, O feast that smiled upon humankind,
By God, O Eid that smiles upon all mankind,
do not meet me unless you are frowning.
Do not approach me unless your face is frowning.
هَلis ...? عادَةُthe custom المُشتاقِof the yearning one لَيلَةَthe night عيدِهِof his feast
هَل عادَةُ المُشتاقِ لَيلَةَ عيدِهِ
وَصَباحِهِand its morning إِلّاexcept بُكاًweeping وَرَسيسُand lingering anguish
وَصَباحِهِ إِلّا بُكاً وَرَسيسُ
Is the yearning man's custom on his feast-night
Is the custom of the grieving heart, on the eve of its feast,
and its morning anything but weeping and lingering anguish?
Or in its morning, anything but weeping and lingering pain?
دَمِيَbecame bloodied المحلُّthe place وَماand not نَحَرتI slaughtered وَإِنَّماbut rather
دَمِيَ المحلُّ وَما نَحَرت وَإِنَّما
إِنسانُthe pupil عَينيof my eye فيin دَميmy blood مَغموسُimmersed
إِنسانُ عَيني في دَمي مَغموسُ
The place is bloodied, though I slaughtered nothing; rather,
The sacrificial ground is bloodied, yet I slew no beast;
the pupil of my eye is immersed in my blood.
It is the pupil of my eye that is submerged in my own blood.
وَسَدَدتُand I shut بِابيmy door عَنagainst عِدايَmy foes ثَلاثَةًthree days
وَسَدَدتُ بِابي عَن عِدايَ ثَلاثَةً
خَوفfor fear of البُكاweeping وَالشامِتونَwhile the gloaters جُلوسُwere seated
خَوف البُكا وَالشامِتونَ جُلوسُ
I shut my door against my foes for three days,
I have barred my door against three of my enemies:
for fear of weeping while the gloaters sat there.
The fear of weeping while malicious gloaters sit watching.
ياoh رُبَّmany a باكِيَةٍweeping woman مَعيwith me قَدhad رابَهاtroubled her
يا رُبَّ باكِيَةٍ مَعي قَد رابَها
فِعلٌa deed مِنَfrom المُتَمَلِّقينَthe flatterers خَسيسُbase
فِعلٌ مِنَ المُتَمَلِّقينَ خَسيسُ
Oh, many a woman weeping with me was troubled
Oh, how many a weeping woman with me was unsettled
by a base deed from the flatterers.
By the base actions of fawning flatterers.
قالَتshe said لَقَدindeed ضَيَّعتَyou squandered حَقَّكَyour due عِندَهُمwith them
قالَت لَقَد ضَيَّعتَ حَقَّكَ عِندَهُم
لمwhy لاnot تُماكِسهُمyou bargain with them وَأَنتَwhile you are مَكيسُshrewd
لم لا تُماكِسهُم وَأَنتَ مَكيسُ
She said, 'You have indeed squandered your due with them.
She said, "You have forfeited your standing among them;
Why not bargain with them, when you are shrewd?
Why do you not haggle with them, when you are so astute?"
هَلwill ...? يَنفَعَنّكَsurely benefit you أَنthat يَغُصّis choked بِجَمعِهِمwith their throng
هَل يَنفَعَنّكَ أَن يَغُصّ بِجَمعِهِم
هذاthis النَدىassembly hall إِذاwhen خَلاis empty ذاthis الكيسُpurse
هذا النَدى إِذا خَلا ذا الكيسُ
Will it benefit you that their throng chokes
"Will it profit you if their gathering is choked
this assembly hall, when this purse is empty?'
By this generosity, while your own purse lies empty?"
فَأَجَبتُهاso I answered her وَالعِلمُand knowledge أَنفَسُmost precious جَوهَرٍjewel
فَأَجَبتُها وَالعِلمُ أَنفَسُ جَوهَرٍ
حَظُّthe share الغَريمِof the creditor وَإِنeven if سَماhe rises high مَبخوسُdiminished
حَظُّ الغَريمِ وَإِن سَما مَبخوسُ
I answered her—knowledge is the most precious jewel—
I answered her—and knowledge is the most precious of gems—
'The creditor's share, however high he rises, is diminished.
"The lot of the debtor, however high he rises, is meager.
ماذاwhat عَسىmight يُعطونَنيthey give me وَأَناwhile I am اِمرُؤٌa man
ماذا عَسى يُعطونَني وَأَنا اِمرُؤٌ
عِنديin my view دَنانيرُdinars المُلوكِof kings فُلوسُcopper coins
عِندي دَنانيرُ المُلوكِ فُلوسُ
What could they give me, when I am a man
What could they possibly grant me, when I am a man
to whom kings' dinars are mere copper coins?
To whom the gold dinars of kings are mere copper pennies?
خَبُثَgrew corrupt الزَمانُthe age كَماas تَرينَyou see وَأَهلُهُand its people
خَبُثَ الزَمانُ كَما تَرينَ وَأَهلُهُ
كُلُّevery اِمرئٍperson فيin وُدِّهِhis affection تَدليسُdeceit
كُلُّ اِمرئٍ في وُدِّهِ تَدليسُ
The age has grown corrupt, as you see, and its people:
The times have turned wicked, as you see, and so have the people;
every person's affection conceals deceit.
Every man practices deceit in his friendship.
كُفّيdesist سَأَقبِسُهُمI shall give them light هُدايَmy guidance وَمَغنَميand my gain
كُفّي سَأَقبِسُهُم هُدايَ وَمَغنَمي
مِنهُمfrom them ثَوابُthe reward اللَهِof God وَالتَأنيسُand companionship
مِنهُم ثَوابُ اللَهِ وَالتَأنيسُ
Enough! I shall give them the light of my guidance, and my gain
Desist; I shall lend them light from my guidance, but my prize
from them is God's reward and companionship.'
From them is only God’s reward and spiritual solace."
إِنّيindeed I إِذاwhen سُرَّis delighted النَديمُthe drinking companion بِكَأسِهِby his cup
إِنّي إِذا سُرَّ النَديمُ بِكَأسِهِ
طافَتcircled عَليّaround me مِنَof الغَرامِanguish كُؤوسُcups
طافَت عَليّ مِنَ الغَرامِ كُؤوسُ
Whenever the drinking companion is delighted by his cup,
Whenever the drinking companion delights in his cup,
cups of anguish circle round me.
Cups of bitter passion circulate around me.
نارُthe fire الأَسىof sorrow فيin أَضلُعيmy ribs مَشبوبَةٌkindled
نارُ الأَسى في أَضلُعي مَشبوبَةٌ
وَشَهابُهاand its flame مِنfrom زَفرَتيmy sigh مَقبوسُdrawn as fire
وَشَهابُها مِن زَفرَتي مَقبوسُ
The fire of sorrow is kindled within my ribs,
The fire of sorrow is kindled within my ribs,
and its flame is drawn from my sigh.
And its flame is ignited by my own burning sighs.
قَدindeed فُلَّhas been blunted صمصامٌa sharp sword لَدَيَّin my possession مُهَنَّدٌof Indian steel
قَد فُلَّ صمصامٌ لَدَيَّ مُهَنَّدٌ
وَاِبتَزَّand was snatched away عِلقٌa treasure فيin يَدَيَّmy two hands نَفيسُprecious
وَاِبتَزَّ عِلقٌ في يَدَيَّ نَفيسُ
A sharp sword of mine, of Indian steel, has been blunted,
A sharp Indian sword in my possession has been shattered;
and a precious treasure in my hands has been snatched away.
A precious treasure has been snatched from my hands.
غُصنُa bough الملاحَةِof beauty غَيرَexcept أَنَّthat وقارَهُhis dignity
غُصنُ الملاحَةِ غَيرَ أَنَّ وقارَهُ
يَأبىforbids عَلَيهِfor him أَنthat تَراهُyou see him يَميسُswaying
يَأبى عَلَيهِ أَن تَراهُ يَميسُ
A bough of beauty, except that his dignity
He was a bough of beauty, yet his immense dignity
would not allow you to see him sway.
Forbade you from ever seeing him sway with vanity.
تَثنيbend مَعاطِفهاtheir supple sides الغُصونُthe branches وَماand not لَهُfor him
تَثني مَعاطِفها الغُصونُ وَما لَهُ
بَينَamong الغُصونِthe branches مِنَfrom الحَياءِmodesty حَسيسُa faint rustle
بَينَ الغُصونِ مِنَ الحَياءِ حَسيسُ
The branches bend their supple sides, but he
The branches bend their seemingly soft sides, but he—
makes no rustle among the branches, out of modesty.
Amidst the branches, he made no sound out of modest grace.
خفتI feared العُيونَenvious eyes عَلَيهِfor him مُنذُsince غَرَستهُI planted him
خفت العُيونَ عَلَيهِ مُنذُ غَرَستهُ
فَذَوىso he withered كَأَنas if لَمnot يُثمِرbear fruit المَغروسُwhat was planted
فَذَوى كَأَن لَم يُثمِر المَغروسُ
I feared envious eyes for him ever since I planted him;
I feared the evil eye upon him from the moment I planted him,
then he withered, as though what was planted had borne no fruit.
And he withered, as if the sapling had never borne fruit.
رَيّانwell-watered مِنwith ماءِthe water الشَبيبَةِof youth نائِرradiant
رَيّان مِن ماءِ الشَبيبَةِ نائِر
لَبِسَhe wore الجَمالَbeauty فَخُرِّقَthen was torn المَلبوسُthe garment
لَبِسَ الجَمالَ فَخُرِّقَ المَلبوسُ
Well-watered with the water of youth, radiant,
Lush with the waters of youth, radiant and bright;
he wore beauty, but the garment was torn.
He wore the robe of beauty, but that robe was torn to shreds.
وَالمَرءُand a man لَيسَis not بِثابِتٍsecure بنيانهُhis edifice
وَالمَرءُ لَيسَ بِثابِتٍ بنيانهُ
حَتّىuntil يَكونَis عَلىupon البقاpermanence التَأسيسُthe foundation
حَتّى يَكونَ عَلى البقا التَأسيسُ
A man's edifice is not secure
A man’s foundation is never secure,
until its foundation is laid upon permanence.
Unless his foundation is built upon eternity.
وَلَرُبَّماand indeed sometimes دَعَتِcalled الشَبيبَةُyouth لِلهُدىtoward guidance
وَلَرُبَّما دَعَتِ الشَبيبَةُ لِلهُدى
وَأَضَلَّand led astray شَيبُgrayness الرَأسِof the head وَالتَقويسُand stooping
وَأَضَلَّ شَيبُ الرَأسِ وَالتَقويسُ
Youth may indeed call one toward guidance,
Perhaps youth called out for guidance,
while a gray head and a stooping back lead one astray.
While gray hair and the stoop of age led only to error.
تَبّاًruin لِقَومٍto people لاnot يَرونَthey see هُداهُمُtheir guidance
تَبّاً لِقَومٍ لا يَرونَ هُداهُمُ
حَتّىuntil تَشيبَturn gray عَوارِضٌbeard-sides وَرُؤوسُand heads
حَتّى تَشيبَ عَوارِضٌ وَرُؤوسُ
Ruin to people who see no guidance for themselves
Woe to a people who do not perceive their right path
until their beards and heads turn gray!
Until their temples and heads have turned gray.
أَبنيّO my little son مُذsince مَنَحتكَbestowed you سبتَةCeuta لِلعُلاfor glory
أَبنيّ مُذ مَنَحتكَ سبتَة لِلعُلا
لَمnot يَرضَهاplease her يَحيىYahya وَلاnor إِدريسُIdris
لَم يَرضَها يَحيى وَلا إِدريسُ
My little son, since Ceuta offered you to glory,
My son, since I granted you Ceuta to rule for glory's sake,
neither Yahya nor Idris has pleased her.
Neither Yahya nor Idris was content with it as you were.
وَالقَيرَوانُand Kairouan حِمىthe sanctuary أَبيكَof your father وَماand not نَأىhe departed
وَالقَيرَوانُ حِمى أَبيكَ وَما نَأى
إِلّاexcept وَربعُwhile the dwellings القَيرَوانُof Kairouan دَرِيسُwere ruined
إِلّا وَربعُ القَيرَوانُ دَرِيسُ
Kairouan was your father's sanctuary; he did not depart
And Qayrawan is your father's sanctuary; it did not grow distant
except when Kairouan's dwellings lay in ruins.
Until the very quarters of Qayrawan were obliterated.
نَحنُwe البُدورُthe full moons النَيِّراتُradiant وَمِصرُناand our city
نَحنُ البُدورُ النَيِّراتُ وَمِصرُنا
فَلكٌa celestial sphere بِشُهبِby the meteors رِماحِناof our spears مَحروسُguarded
فَلكٌ بِشُهبِ رِماحِنا مَحروسُ
We are the radiant full moons, and our city
We are the luminous full moons, and our land
is a celestial sphere guarded by our spears' meteors.
Is a celestial orbit guarded by the shooting stars of our spears.
نَختالُwe strut فَوقَupon الخَيلِhorses فيin ظَلَلِcanopies القَناof lances
نَختالُ فَوقَ الخَيلِ في ظَلَلِ القَنا
أسداًas lions وَقَدand already وَقَدَblazed الغداةَat dawn وَطيسُbattle's furnace
أسداً وَقَد وَقَدَ الغداةَ وَطيسُ
We strut upon our horses beneath canopies of lances,
We stride proudly upon horses beneath the shadows of lances,
like lions, while battle's furnace blazed at dawn.
Like lions, when the furnace of battle is stoked in the morning.
لكِنbut أَصابَتناstruck us مَصائِبُcalamities ذُلِّلَتwas tamed
لكِن أَصابَتنا مَصائِبُ ذُلِّلَت
مِنهُنَّby them أُمُّthe mother اللَيثِof the lion وَهيَthough she is شَموسُuntamable
مِنهُنَّ أُمُّ اللَيثِ وَهيَ شَموسُ
But calamities struck us and tamed
But calamities have struck us, humbling even
the lion's mother, though she is untamable.
The lioness, fierce and stubborn though she be.
عَبدَAbd الغنيّal-Ghani اِشتَقتُI yearned هَلis there ...? لَكَfor you أَوبَةُa return
عَبدَ الغنيّ اِشتَقتُ هَل لَكَ أَوبَةُ
فيin الدَهرِtime تُرجىhoped for أَمor أَبوكَyour father يَؤوسُdespairing
في الدَهرِ تُرجى أَم أَبوكَ يَؤوسُ
Abd al-Ghani, I yearn for you; is there a return for you
Abd al-Ghani, I yearn for you; is there any return for you
that may be hoped for in time, or is your father without hope?
To be hoped for in this life, or must your father despair?
دِمَنيmy abodes وَإِنeven though مُلِئَتwere filled دُمىًdoll-like beauties وَحَدائِقاًand gardens
دِمَني وَإِن مُلِئَت دُمىً وَحَدائِقاً
كَالبيدِlike deserts بَعدَكَafter you ماnot بِهِنَّin them أَنيسُa companion
كَالبيدِ بَعدَكَ ما بِهِنَّ أَنيسُ
My abodes, though filled with doll-like beauties and gardens,
My palaces, though filled with statues and gardens,
are like deserts after you, with no companion in them.
Are like empty deserts without you, devoid of any comfort.
قبحتgrew ugly مَحاسِنهاtheir beauties وَضاقَand narrowed رَحيبُهاtheir spaciousness
قبحت مَحاسِنها وَضاقَ رَحيبُها
إِنَّindeed القُصورَpalaces عَلىfor الكَظيمِthe grief-stricken حَبوسُprisons
إِنَّ القُصورَ عَلى الكَظيمِ حَبوسُ
Their beauties have grown ugly, their spaciousness constricted;
Their beauties have turned hideous, their vastness has narrowed;
palaces are prisons for the grief-stricken.
Truly, to the grief-stricken soul, palaces are but prisons.
حَسَناتُblessings أَيّاميof my days ذُنوبٌsins بَعدَماafter
حَسَناتُ أَيّامي ذُنوبٌ بَعدَما
فارَقتنيyou left me وَسُعودُهُنَّand their good fortunes نُحوسُmisfortunes
فارَقتني وَسُعودُهُنَّ نُحوسُ
My days' blessings are sins now that
The joys of my days have transformed into sins
you have left me, and their good fortunes are misfortunes.
Since you left me, and their fortunes are now misfortunes.
وَلَقَدand indeed أَحومُI circle عَلىaround المَوارِدِwatering places خامِساًon the fifth thirsty day
وَلَقَد أَحومُ عَلى المَوارِدِ خامِساً
فَإِذاand when شَرِبتI drink فَعَذبهنَّthen their sweet water مَسوسُis brackish
فَإِذا شَرِبت فَعَذبهنَّ مَسوسُ
I circle the watering places on my fifth day of thirst;
I hover over the water springs, parched with thirst,
yet when I drink, their sweet water is brackish.
But when I drink, even the sweetest water tastes brackish.
لَقبانِtwo epithets ذاthis مَعكوسُthe reverse ذاof that وَكِلاهُماand both of them
لَقبانِ ذا مَعكوسُ ذا وَكِلاهُما
حَسنٌbeautiful وَقَدthough sometimes يستَقبحُis deemed ugly المَعكوسُthe reversal
حَسنٌ وَقَد يستَقبحُ المَعكوسُ
Two epithets—one the reverse of the other, yet both
Two titles, one the inverse of the other, and both—
are beautiful, though a reversal may be deemed ugly.
Are beautiful, though the reversed is often deemed ugly.
زانَadorned الحلىjewelry عَبدAbd الغنيّal-Ghani بِحُسنِهِwith his beauty
زانَ الحلى عَبد الغنيّ بِحُسنِهِ
وَاِزّيّنَتand adorned herself هِندٌHind بِهاwith it وَلَميسُand Lamis
وَاِزّيّنَت هِندٌ بِها وَلَميسُ
Abd al-Ghani adorned jewelry with his beauty,
Abd al-Ghani adorned the jewels with his own beauty,
while Hind and Lamis adorned themselves with it.
While Hind and Lamis were merely adorned by the jewels.
قَدindeed كانَhe would يُقعِدُmake sit دَهرَهُhis age وَيُقيمهُand make it stand
قَد كانَ يُقعِدُ دَهرَهُ وَيُقيمهُ
طِفلاًas a child وَيُبرِمُand settled أَمرَهُits affairs وَيَسوسُand governed
طِفلاً وَيُبرِمُ أَمرَهُ وَيَسوسُ
He would make his age sit down and stand up,
He used to command his era, making it sit or stand,
though a child, settling its affairs and governing.
Even as a child, he settled affairs and governed with skill.
وَيَحِلُّand untied ماwhat عَقَدَknotted الكَهولmature men بِرَأيِهِwith his judgment
وَيَحِلُّ ما عَقَدَ الكَهول بِرَأيِهِ
وَيُصيبُand grasps مَعنىthe meaning الشَيءof a thing حينَwhen يَقيسُhe reasons by analogy
وَيُصيبُ مَعنى الشَيء حينَ يَقيسُ
With his judgment he untied what mature men had knotted,
With his judgment, he unraveled what elders had knotted,
and grasped a thing's meaning when he reasoned by analogy.
And struck the truth of matters whenever he deliberated.
ثَبَتَتheld firm حباهُhis sitting-wraps فَدونَهُنَّso beneath them يلملمٌYalamlam
ثَبَتَت حباهُ فَدونَهُنَّ يلملمٌ
وَسَمَتand rose high علاهُhis eminence فَدونَهاso beneath it البِرجيسُJupiter
وَسَمَت علاهُ فَدونَها البِرجيسُ
His sitting-wraps held firm; Yalamlam stood beneath them,
His prominence was steadfast; Mount Yalamlam stood below it,
and his eminence rose, with Jupiter beneath it.
And his nobility soared until Jupiter orbited beneath it.
آنَستI perceived مِنهُin him سَكينَةًserenity وَتُقىًand piety عَلىupon
آنَست مِنهُ سَكينَةً وَتُقىً عَلى
عَقبَيهِhis heels يَنكُصُretreats مِنهُماfrom them both إِبليسُIblis
عَقبَيهِ يَنكُصُ مِنهُما إِبليسُ
I perceived in him serenity and piety; upon
I perceived in him a serenity and a piety
his heels Iblis retreats from them both.
From which the Devil himself would retreat on his heels.
جادَتrained generously upon ثَراكَyour soil مِنَfrom العُيونِeyes سَحائِبٌclouds
جادَت ثَراكَ مِنَ العُيونِ سَحائِبٌ
وَنَعَتكَand mourned you أَقمارٌmoons مَعيwith me وَشموسُand suns
وَنَعَتكَ أَقمارٌ مَعي وَشموسُ
Clouds from eyes have rained generously upon your soil,
May rain-clouds from weeping eyes water your grave,
and moons and suns have mourned you with me.
And may suns and moons join me in mourning you.
فَأَناso I أُقيمُhold مَعَwith النَوادِبِthe lamenting women مَأتَماًa mourning assembly
فَأَنا أُقيمُ مَعَ النَوادِبِ مَأتَماً
وَمَعَand with الحِسانِthe beautiful ones الحورِthe wide-eyed houris أَنتَyou عَروسُa bridegroom
وَمَعَ الحِسانِ الحورِ أَنتَ عَروسُ
I hold a mourning assembly with the lamenting women,
For I am holding a funeral wake with the wailing women,
while you are a bridegroom among the beautiful, wide-eyed houris.
While you, among the fair Houris, are a bridegroom.
أَسعِدaid أَباكَyour father بِرَحمةٍwith mercy وَاِشفَعand intercede لَهُfor him
أَسعِد أَباكَ بِرَحمةٍ وَاِشفَع لَهُ
يَرحَمهُmay have mercy on him رَبُّthe Lord العِزَّةِof Might القدّوسُthe All-Holy
يَرحَمهُ رَبُّ العِزَّةِ القدّوسُ
Aid your father with mercy and intercede for him,
Bring joy to your father with mercy, and intercede for him,
that the Lord of Might, the All-Holy, may have mercy on him.
That the Lord of Glory, the Holy, may have mercy upon him.
وَالوَيلُand woe مِمّاfrom what يَتَّقيهِhe guards against it لَهُfor him غَداًtomorrow
وَالوَيلُ مِمّا يَتَّقيهِ لَهُ غَداً
إِنif غابَis absent عَنهُfrom him وَجهكَyour face المَرغوسُblessed
إِن غابَ عَنهُ وَجهكَ المَرغوسُ
Woe awaits him tomorrow from what he fears,
And woe unto him for what he fears on the Morrow,
if your blessed face is absent from him.
If your blessed face is absent from his sight.
هاlook إِنّindeed أَجفانthe eyelids الكَظيمِof the grief-stricken غَضيضَةٌlowered
ها إِنّ أَجفان الكَظيمِ غَضيضَةٌ
حَتّىuntil تَراكَthey see you وَرَأسهُand his head مَنكوسُbowed
حَتّى تَراكَ وَرَأسهُ مَنكوسُ
Look: the grief-stricken man's eyelids are lowered
Behold, the eyelids of this grieving man are humbled,
until they see you, and his head is bowed.
Until he sees you, and his head remains bowed low.
بِمَحَبَّةِwith love القُرآنِof the Qur'an كُنتyou were موكّلاًentrusted
بِمَحَبَّةِ القُرآنِ كُنت موكّلاً
حَتّىuntil رَثىlamented لَكَfor you لَوحُكَyour tablet المَدروسُmuch-studied
حَتّى رَثى لَكَ لَوحُكَ المَدروسُ
You were entrusted with love of the Qur'an,
You were devoted to the love of the Quran,
until your much-studied tablet itself lamented you.
Until your very study-tablet wept in mourning for you.
يلهىis distracted عَنِfrom الكتّابِthe Qur'an school صَحبُكَyour companions نوّماًasleep
يلهى عَنِ الكتّابِ صَحبُكَ نوّماً
عِندَat الصَباحِmorning وَهَمُّكَwhile your concern التَغليسُsetting out before dawn
عِندَ الصَباحِ وَهَمُّكَ التَغليسُ
Your companions, sleeping, neglect the Qur'an school
Your companions neglect their studies in sleep,
in the morning, while you cared to go before dawn.
At dawn, while your only concern was early prayer.
وَلَقَدand indeed تَسوؤكَdistresses you لِلبَطالَةِfor idleness حَلقَةٌa gathering
وَلَقَد تَسوؤكَ لِلبَطالَةِ حَلقَةٌ
سَرَّتهُمُpleased them أَوor جُمعَةٌFriday وَخَميسُand Thursday
سَرَّتهُمُ أَو جُمعَةٌ وَخَميسُ
An idle gathering would indeed distress you,
A circle of idleness would displease you,
though it pleased them, as would Friday and Thursday.
Even if it pleased them, or the leisure of weekends.
لَمnot تدّغمyou assimilated فيهِمinto them كَأَنَّكَas though you were مُطبِقٌan emphatic consonant
لَم تدّغم فيهِم كَأَنَّكَ مُطبِقٌ
وَكَأَنَّand as though كلاًeach one مِنهُمof them مَهموسُa voiceless consonant
وَكَأَنَّ كلاً مِنهُم مَهموسُ
You did not assimilate to them, as though you were an emphatic consonant,
You did not blend in with them, distinct and precise,
and each of them a voiceless consonant.
While they were but faint whispers compared to your voice.
نَغَماتُmelodies داوودٍof David قَرَأتَyou recited بِهاwith them فَلَوso if
نَغَماتُ داوودٍ قَرَأتَ بِها فَلَو
أَصغىlistened إِلَيكَto you لَأَسلَمَwould surely embrace Islam القِسّيسُthe priest
أَصغى إِلَيكَ لَأَسلَمَ القِسّيسُ
You recited with David's melodies; had
You recited with the melodious tones of David; if
the priest listened to you, he would have embraced Islam.
A priest had listened to you, he would have embraced the Faith.
شَتّانَfar apart نَحنُwe سَكَنتَyou dwelt طوبىTuba آمِناًsafe
شَتّانَ نَحنُ سَكَنتَ طوبى آمِناً
وَسَكَنتand I dwelt حَيثُwhere يَروعَنيfrightens me الناقوسُthe church bell
وَسَكَنت حَيثُ يَروعَني الناقوسُ
How far apart we are! You dwell safely in Tuba,
How far apart we are! You dwell safely in Paradise,
and I dwell where the church bell frightens me,
While I dwell where the tolling of church bells terrifies me.
فيin دارِan abode إِسلامٍof Islam وَسِلمٍand peace لِلعِداwith the enemies
في دارِ إِسلامٍ وَسِلمٍ لِلعِدا
ضامَoppressed النَصارىChristians أَهلهاits people وَمَجوسُand Magians
ضامَ النَصارى أَهلها وَمَجوسُ
in an abode of Islam, at peace with enemies,
In a land of Islam that has surrendered to the enemy,
whose people Christians and Magians have oppressed.
Where Christians and Magi oppress the faithful.
ماnot خِلتُI thought قَبلَbefore مَغيبِthe disappearance وَجهِكَof your face فيinto الثَرىthe earth
ما خِلتُ قَبلَ مَغيبِ وَجهِكَ في الثَرى
أَنَّthat البُدورَfull moons تَحوزهُنَّenclose them رُموسُgraves
أَنَّ البُدورَ تَحوزهُنَّ رُموسُ
Before your face disappeared into the earth, I never thought
I never imagined, before your face vanished into the earth,
that graves could enclose full moons.
That the cold grave could ever contain the full moon.
أُسدُlions الشَرىof al-Shara مِمّاbecause of how مَلَأتyou filled عُيونهاtheir eyes
أُسدُ الشَرى مِمّا مَلَأت عُيونها
ظَنَّتthought بِأَنَّthat حِمىthe sanctuary أَبيكَof your father الخيسُthe thicket
ظَنَّت بِأَنَّ حِمى أَبيكَ الخيسُ
The lions of al-Shara, so fully did you fill their eyes,
The lions of the thicket, awed by your presence,
thought your father's sanctuary was their thicket.
Mistook your father’s sanctuary for their own den.
وَالطَيرُand the birds مِمّاbecause اِستَحسَنَتكَthey found you beautiful وَرُعتَهاand you frightened them
وَالطَيرُ مِمّا اِستَحسَنَتكَ وَرُعتَها
ظَنّتwondered أَبازٌa hawk? أَنتَyou أَمor طاووسُa peacock
ظَنّت أَبازٌ أَنتَ أَم طاووسُ
The birds, finding you beautiful and fearing you,
And the birds, admiring your beauty yet fearing you,
wondered whether you were a hawk or a peacock.
Wondered: are you a falcon, or a peacock?
لِلَّهِto God نَفسكَyour soul ماhow أَشَدّstrong إِذاwhen وَهَتweakened
لِلَّهِ نَفسكَ ما أَشَدّ إِذا وَهَت
عِندَbefore المَكارِهِhardships لِلكِرامِof the noble نُفوسُsouls
عِندَ المَكارِهِ لِلكِرامِ نُفوسُ
God bless your soul! How strong it was when
To God belongs your soul! How steadfast, even when
noble souls weakened before hardships.
The souls of the noble crumble under calamity.
لَوif كُنتَyou were فيamid نوبِthe vicissitudes اللَياليof the nights مَعقليmy fortress
لَو كُنتَ في نوبِ اللَيالي مَعقلي
ماnot نالَنيbefell me بِذُنوبِهاthrough their sins تَضريسُgrinding affliction
ما نالَني بِذُنوبِها تَضريسُ
Had you been my fortress against the turns of the nights,
Had you been my fortress against the nights' misfortunes,
I would not have suffered their sins' grinding blows.
Their cruel biting would never have harmed me.
لَوif كانَwas عُمرُكَyour age خَمسَfive عَشرَةَten حِجَّةًyears
لَو كانَ عُمرُكَ خَمسَ عَشرَةَ حِجَّةً
لَسَطاwould have assailed عَلىagainst الأَعداءِthe enemies مِنكَfrom you خَميسُan army
لَسَطا عَلى الأَعداءِ مِنكَ خَميسُ
Had your life reached fifteen years,
If your life had spanned but fifteen years,
an army of yours would have assailed the enemies.
A mighty army led by you would have crushed the enemy.
وَدَعَتكَand would have called you أَعلامُthe luminaries العُلومِof learning إِمامهاtheir leader
وَدَعَتكَ أَعلامُ العُلومِ إِمامها
وَتَيَمَّمَتكَand would have headed toward you مِنَfrom العِراقِIraq العيسُthe pale camels
وَتَيَمَّمَتكَ مِنَ العِراقِ العيسُ
The luminaries of learning would have called you their leader,
The masters of knowledge would have proclaimed you their Imam,
and pale camels would have journeyed to you from Iraq.
And caravans would have sought you out from as far as Iraq.
لكِنbut طَوَتكَfolded you away يَدٌa hand شَديدٌfierce بَطشهاits grip
لكِن طَوَتكَ يَدٌ شَديدٌ بَطشها
سِيّانِequal مَرؤوسٌa subordinate بِهاbefore it وَرَئيسُand a ruler
سِيّانِ مَرؤوسٌ بِها وَرَئيسُ
But a hand whose grip is fierce folded you away,
But a hand of terrible might has folded you away;
before which the ruled and the ruler are alike.
Before it, the ruler and the ruled are equals.
كتبَwrote الفناءُdeath عَلىupon بَنيthe children الدنياof this world فلمso not
كتبَ الفناءُ عَلى بَني الدنيا فلم
يَسلمescaped سُليمانٌSolomon وَلاnor بلقيسُBilqis
يَسلم سُليمانٌ وَلا بلقيسُ
Death wrote its decree upon this world's children; neither
Annihilation is decreed for all the sons of the world;
Solomon nor Bilqis escaped.
Neither Solomon nor the Queen of Sheba was spared.
سَلask كُلَّevery جَبّارٍtyrant عَنيدٍstubborn ماwhy لَهُfor him
سَل كُلَّ جَبّارٍ عَنيدٍ ما لَهُ
بَعدَafter القُصورِpalaces مَحلّهُhis dwelling الناووسُthe stone tomb
بَعدَ القُصورِ مَحلّهُ الناووسُ
Ask every stubborn tyrant why,
Ask every stubborn tyrant what remains for him
after palaces, his dwelling is a stone tomb.
When, after palaces, his only abode is the tomb.
داسَtrampled الكُماةَarmored warriors بِخَيلِهِwith his horses حَتّىuntil غَداhe became
داسَ الكُماةَ بِخَيلِهِ حَتّى غَدا
وَمناطُand the resting-place تاجِof the crown المُلكِof kingship مِنهُon him مَدوسُtrampled
وَمناطُ تاجِ المُلكِ مِنهُ مَدوسُ
He trampled armored warriors with his horses, until
He trampled warriors with his cavalry, until he became
the place that bore his royal crown lay trampled.
Dust to be trampled, where once the royal crown sat.
دَمعيmy tears عَلىupon القَبرِthe grave الأَنيقِlovely جَمالهُits beauty
دَمعي عَلى القَبرِ الأَنيقِ جَمالهُ
أَبَداًforever وَإِنeven though حَبَسَconfined الحَبيبَthe beloved حَبيسُa prison
أَبَداً وَإِن حَبَسَ الحَبيبَ حَبيسُ
My tears upon the lovely grave are its adornment
My tears fall upon the grave—how elegant its beauty—
forever, though a prison holds my beloved.
Forever, though it is a prison confining my beloved.
وَلِعلَّةٍand for a reason ماsome unspecified زُرتهُI visited it غِبّاًat intervals وَهَلand can ...?
وَلِعلَّةٍ ما زُرتهُ غِبّاً وَهَل
يَشفيquench غَليليmy burning thirst حَولَهُbeside it التَعريسُa brief night's halt
يَشفي غَليلي حَولَهُ التَعريسُ
For some reason I visited it at intervals; can
For a painful cause I visit him but rarely; for does
a brief night's halt beside it quench my burning thirst?
Camping around his grave ever quench my burning grief?
ياoh لَيتَif only شِعريmy knowledge وَالذُنوبُand sins كَثيرَةٌmany
يا لَيتَ شِعري وَالذُنوبُ كَثيرَةٌ
وَالظَنُّand trust إِلّاexcept فيin الكَريمِthe Generous One بَخيسُof little worth
وَالظَنُّ إِلّا في الكَريمِ بَخيسُ
Would that I knew—my sins are many,
Oh, how I wish I knew—for my sins are many,
and trust, except in the Generous One, is worth little—
And hope in anyone but the Generous Lord is worthless—
رَوعيmy heart المَروعُterror-stricken هَلwill ...? يَكونُbe جَزاؤهُits recompense
رَوعي المَروعُ هَل يَكونُ جَزاؤهُ
بِاِبنِthrough a son المقدّسِsanctified روحهُhis soul التَقديسُsanctification
بِاِبنِ المقدّسِ روحهُ التَقديسُ
whether the recompense for my terror-stricken heart
Will my terrified heart find its recompense
will be sanctification through a son whose soul is sanctified.
In the son of the Sanctified, whose spirit is holiness?
ياO مُبتَليone afflicted النَعيمbliss بعلةٍwith an illness
يا مُبتَلي النَعيم بعلةٍ
فيهاin which عَذابٌtorment لِلصَبورِfor the patient بَئيسُgrievous
فيها عَذابٌ لِلصَبورِ بَئيسُ
O you whose bliss was afflicted by an illness
O you who were afflicted with sickness amidst bliss,
in which the patient suffer grievous torment,
A misery that tortures even the most patient soul.
وَمُكبّراًand exalted مُذsince كانَhe came to be لاno صغرٌlittleness بِهِin him
وَمُكبّراً مُذ كانَ لا صغرٌ بِهِ
وَمُطهّراًand purified لَمnot يَدرِhe knew ماwhat التَدنيسِdefilement
وَمُطهّراً لَم يَدرِ ما التَدنيسِ
and exalted since you came to be, with no littleness in you,
You were great since birth, with no pettiness in you,
and purified, never knowing what defilement was!
And purified, never knowing the stain of sin.
شَمسُsun المَعاليof noble heights لَوif بَزَغتyou rose زَمانهُin his age
شَمسُ المَعالي لَو بَزَغت زَمانهُ
لَأَتاكَwould have come to you يَقتَبِسُdrawing light السَناradiance قابوسُQabus
لَأَتاكَ يَقتَبِسُ السَنا قابوسُ
Sun of noble heights, had you risen in his age,
You were the sun of nobility; had you fully risen,
Qabus would have come to you to draw from your radiance.
Qaboos himself would have come to borrow your light.
كُنّاwe would have نُنفّسُrelieved عَنكَfrom you غمّاءُcrushing anguish الرَدىof death
كُنّا نُنفّسُ عَنكَ غمّاءُ الرَدى
بِنُفوسِناwith our lives لَوif أَمكَنَwere possible التَنفيسُrelief
بِنُفوسِنا لَو أَمكَنَ التَنفيسُ
We would have relieved you of death's crushing anguish
We would have pushed back the suffocating cloud of death
with our own lives, had such relief been possible.
With our own souls, if such relief were possible.
إِنَّindeed المَنِيَّةِdeath عِلَّةٌan ailment فيin برئِهاits cure
إِنَّ المَنِيَّةِ عِلَّةٌ في برئِها
غُلبwas defeated المَسيحُthe Messiah فَكَيفَso how جالينوسُGalen
غُلب المَسيحُ فَكَيفَ جالينوسُ
Death is an ailment whose cure
But death is a malady for which, in seeking a cure,
defeated the Messiah—how, then, could Galen prevail?
The Messiah was overcome, so how could Galen succeed?