مَنwho يُسعِدُbrings happiness to الأَوطانَhomelands غَيرُother than بَنيهاtheir sons
مَن يُسعِدُ الأَوطانَ غَيرُ بَنيها
وَيُنيلُهاand grants them الآمالَhopes غَيرُother than ذَويهاtheir own people
وَيُنيلُها الآمالَ غَيرُ ذَويها
Who brings happiness to homelands but their sons?
And who fulfills their hopes but their own people?
لَيسَis not الكَريمُthe noble man بِمَنone who يَرىsees أَوطانَهُhis homelands
لَيسَ الكَريمُ بِمَن يَرى أَوطانَهُ
نَهبَprey to العَواديmarauders ثُمَّthen لاdoes not يَحميهاprotect them
نَهبَ العَوادي ثُمَّ لا يَحميها
The noble man is not one who sees his homelands
Prey to marauders, then fails to protect them.
تَرجوthey hope for بِنَجدَتِهِthrough his aid اِنقِضاءَthe end of شَقائِهاtheir misery
تَرجو بِنَجدَتِهِ اِنقِضاءَ شَقائِها
وَهوَwhile he الَّذيis the one who بِقُعودِهِthrough his inaction يُشقيهاmakes them wretched
وَهوَ الَّذي بِقُعودِهِ يُشقيها
They hope his aid will bring their misery to an end,
Yet he is the one whose inaction makes them wretched.
وَتَوَدُّand they long for جاهِدَةًearnestly بِهِthrough him دَفعَthe warding off of الأَذىharm
وَتَوَدُّ جاهِدَةً بِهِ دَفعَ الأَذى
عَنfrom نَفسِهاthemselves وَهوَwhile he الَّذيis the one who يُؤذيهاharms them
عَن نَفسِها وَهوَ الَّذي يُؤذيها
And they earnestly long for him to ward off harm
From themselves, yet he is the one who harms them.
سُبُلُthe paths of المَكارِمِnoble deeds لِلكِرامِfor the noble قَويمَةٌare straight
سُبُلُ المَكارِمِ لِلكِرامِ قَويمَةٌ
فَعَلامَso why يُخطِئُهاmisses them الَّذيthe one who يَبغيهاseeks them
فَعَلامَ يُخطِئُها الَّذي يَبغيها
The paths of noble deeds are straight for the noble;
So why does the one who seeks them miss them?
ماhow أَكثَرَnumerous are المُتَفاخِرينَthose who boast وَإِنَّماyet only
ما أَكثَرَ المُتَفاخِرينَ وَإِنَّما
فَخرُthe pride of الكِرامِthe noble بِماin what حَبَتhave bestowed أَيديهاtheir hands
فَخرُ الكِرامِ بِما حَبَت أَيديها
How many are those who boast! Yet
The noble take pride only in what their hands have bestowed.
يَحويgathers الكَريمُthe noble man المالَwealth لاnot يَبغيseeking بِهِthrough it
يَحوي الكَريمُ المالَ لا يَبغي بِهِ
شَيئاًanything سِوىexcept أُكرومَةٍa noble deed يَحويهاhe achieves
شَيئاً سِوى أُكرومَةٍ يَحويها
The noble man gathers wealth, not seeking through it
Anything but a noble deed he may accomplish.
وَالجودُand generosity يُحمَدُis praised حَيثُwherever كانَit is وَخَيرُهُand its best
وَالجودُ يُحمَدُ حَيثُ كانَ وَخَيرُهُ
ماthat which نالَreaches أَوطانَthe homelands of الفَتىthe young man وَبَنيهاand their sons
ما نالَ أَوطانَ الفَتى وَبَنيها
And generosity is praised wherever it is found; its best form
Is what reaches a young man's homelands and their sons.
وَلَقَلَّماand indeed seldom أَرضىsatisfies اِمرُؤٌa man أَوطانَهُhis homelands
وَلَقَلَّما أَرضى اِمرُؤٌ أَوطانَهُ
حَتّىuntil تَراهُyou see him بِنَفسِهِwith his own life يَفديهاransoming them
حَتّى تَراهُ بِنَفسِهِ يَفديها
And seldom does a man satisfy his homelands
Until you see him ransom them with his own life.
ياO آلَpeople of مِصرَEgypt وَماand no one يُؤَدّيfulfills حَقَّهاher due
يا آلَ مِصرَ وَما يُؤَدّي حَقَّها
إِلّاexcept فَتىًa young man يَكفيwards off الَّذيwhat يَعنيهاtroubles her
إِلّا فَتىً يَكفي الَّذي يَعنيها
O people of Egypt, none can pay her due
But a young man who wards off what troubles her.
أَيَضنُّwould he withhold مِنكُمamong you بالمعونةaid موسرٌa wealthy man
أَيَضنُّ مِنكُم بالمعونة موسرٌ
يلهوplays ويمرحand makes merry كلَّevery آنٍmoment فيهاwithin her
يلهو ويمرح كلَّ آنٍ فيها
Would a wealthy man among you withhold aid,
While he plays and makes merry within her at every moment?
هيshe أمُّكُمyour mother لاmay not كانَbe مِنamong أَبنائِهاher sons
هي أمُّكُم لا كانَ مِن أَبنائِها
مَنwho لاdoes not يُواسيهاsupport her وَلاnor يُرضيهاplease her
مَن لا يُواسيها وَلا يُرضيها
She is your mother; may none be among her sons
Who neither supports her nor pleases her.
وَهَبَتكُمُshe bestowed upon you الخَيرَgoodness الجَزيلَabundant فَهَلso is there فَتىًa young man
وَهَبَتكُمُ الخَيرَ الجَزيلَ فَهَل فَتىً
مِنكُمamong you بِحُسنِfor the goodness of صَنيعِهاher deeds يَجزيهاrepays her
مِنكُم بِحُسنِ صَنيعِها يَجزيها
She has given you abundant goodness; so is there a young man
Among you to repay her for her gracious deeds?
سَعِدَتshe prospered لَعَمريby my life بِالصَنائِعِthrough crafts حِقبَةًfor an age
سَعِدَت لَعَمري بِالصَنائِعِ حِقبَةً
وَلَّتpassed away عَلىin عَجَلٍhaste فَمَنso who يَثنيهاwill bring it back
وَلَّت عَلى عَجَلٍ فَمَن يَثنيها
By my life, she prospered through crafts for an age
That swiftly passed—so who will bring it back?
لَوif يَسمَعُcould hear المَوتىthe dead الهُمودُlying motionless مَقالَتيmy words
لَو يَسمَعُ المَوتى الهُمودُ مَقالَتي
أَسدواthey would bestow إِلىupon الأَوطانِhomelands ماwhat يُغنيهاmeets their needs
أَسدوا إِلى الأَوطانِ ما يُغنيها
If the dead, lying motionless, could hear my words,
They would bestow on homelands what would meet their needs.
دارُthe house of الصَنائِعِcrafts خَيرُthe best دارٍhouse تُبتَنىto be built
دارُ الصَنائِعِ خَيرُ دارٍ تُبتَنى
فَاللَهُso God يَجزيrewards الخَيرَwith goodness مَنwhoever يَبنيهاbuilds it
فَاللَهُ يَجزي الخَيرَ مَن يَبنيها
The House of Crafts is the finest house to build;
So God will reward with goodness whoever builds it.
Translation model: Sol 6.1