ياO أَيُّهاyou الناعيthe death-announcer أَباfather of الوُزَراءِthe ministers
يا أَيُّها الناعي أَبا الوُزَراءِ
هَذاthis أَوانُthe time for جَلائِلِmomentous الأَنباءِtidings
هَذا أَوانُ جَلائِلِ الأَنباءِ
O you who announce the death of the father of ministers,
O you who mourns, O father of ministers
this is the hour for tidings of great moment.
This is the time of momentous news
حُثَّurge onward البَريدَthe courier مَشارِقاًeastward وَمَغارِباًand westward
حُثَّ البَريدَ مَشارِقاً وَمَغارِباً
وَاِركَبand ride جَناحَthe wing of البَرقِlightning فيthrough الأَرجاءِthe regions
وَاِركَب جَناحَ البَرقِ في الأَرجاءِ
Speed the courier east and west,
Urge the post from east to west
and ride lightning's wing across the lands.
And ride the lightning through the horizons
وَاِستَبكِand make weep هَذاthese الناسَpeople دَمعاًtears أَوor دَماًblood
وَاِستَبكِ هَذا الناسَ دَمعاً أَو دَماً
فَاليَومُfor today يَومُis a day of مَدامِعٍtears وَدِماءِand blood
فَاليَومُ يَومُ مَدامِعٍ وَدِماءِ
Make these people weep tears or blood,
And make these people cry tears or blood
for today is a day of tears and blood.
For today is a day of tears and blood
لَمnot تَنعَyou announce the death of لِلأَحياءِto the living غَيرَanything but ذَخيرَةٍa treasure
لَم تَنعَ لِلأَحياءِ غَيرَ ذَخيرَةٍ
وَلَّتhas departed وَغَيرَand anything but بَقِيَّةِthe last survivor of الكُبَراءِthe great
وَلَّت وَغَيرَ بَقِيَّةِ الكُبَراءِ
You have announced to the living only a treasure
You left the living no legacy
departed, and the last survivor of the great.
But the perishing of the elders
رُزءُthe bereavement of البَرِيَّةِhumankind فيin الوَزيرِthe minister زِيادَةٌan addition
رُزءُ البَرِيَّةِ في الوَزيرِ زِيادَةٌ
فيماto what أَلَمَّhas befallen بِهاit مِنَof الأَرزاءِcalamities
فيما أَلَمَّ بِها مِنَ الأَرزاءِ
Mankind's loss of the minister adds
The misery of creation with the minister increased
to the calamities that have befallen it.
With what afflicted it of sorrows
ذَهَبَتhas passed away عَلىin أَثَرِthe wake of المُشَيَّعِthe man borne to burial دَولَةٌan era of rule
ذَهَبَت عَلى أَثَرِ المُشَيَّعِ دَولَةٌ
بِرِجالِهاwith its men وَكَرائِمِand the most precious of الأَشياءِthings
بِرِجالِها وَكَرائِمِ الأَشياءِ
An era of rule has passed in the wake of the man borne to burial,
A state went after the mourned one
with its men and its most precious things.
With its men and the finest things
نُدمانُboon companions of إِسماعيلَIsmail فيin آثارِهِhis footsteps
نُدمانُ إِسماعيلَ في آثارِهِ
ذَهَبواthey departed وَتِلكَand that صُبابَةُthe last remnant of النُدَماءِthe boon companions
ذَهَبوا وَتِلكَ صُبابَةُ النُدَماءِ
Ismail's boon companions, in his footsteps,
Regretters of Ismail in his ruins
have passed away; this was their last remnant.
They went and those are the regrets of the regretters
وُلِدواthey were born عَلىupon راحِthe palms of العُلاeminence وَتَرَعرَعواand grew up
وُلِدوا عَلى راحِ العُلا وَتَرَعرَعوا
فيin نِعمَةِthe bounty of الأَملاكِkings وَالأُمَراءِand princes
في نِعمَةِ الأَملاكِ وَالأُمَراءِ
Born upon the palms of eminence, they grew up
They were born on the carpets of glory and grew up
amid the bounty of kings and princes.
In the blessings of kings and princes
أَودىcarried off الرَدىdeath بِمُهذَّبٍa refined man لاnot تَنتَهيculminate
أَودى الرَدى بِمُهذَّبٍ لا تَنتَهي
إِلّاexcept إِلَيهِin him شَمائِلُthe virtues of الرُؤَساءِleaders
إِلّا إِلَيهِ شَمائِلُ الرُؤَساءِ
Death has carried off a refined man; nowhere
Destiny took away a refined one that only
but in him do the virtues of leaders culminate.
The traits of heads would end up to
صافيclear of الأَديمِcomplexion أَغَرَّradiant أَبلَجَbright-browed لَمnot يَزِدincrease
صافي الأَديمِ أَغَرَّ أَبلَجَ لَم يَزِد
فيin الشَيبِgray-haired age غَيرَanything but جَلالَةٍdignity وَرُواءِand comeliness
في الشَيبِ غَيرَ جَلالَةٍ وَرُواءِ
Clear of complexion, radiant, bright-browed, he gained
Pure complexioned, stunningly white, old age did not increase
in gray-haired age only dignity and comeliness.
Except majesty and satisfaction
مُتَجَنِّبِavoiding الخُيَلاءِarrogance إِلّاexcept عِزَّةًself-respect
مُتَجَنِّبِ الخُيَلاءِ إِلّا عِزَّةً
فيin العِزِّdignity حُسنٌbeauty لَيسَis not فيin الخُيَلاءِarrogance
في العِزِّ حُسنٌ لَيسَ في الخُيَلاءِ
Shunning arrogance, save for noble pride—
Avoider of arrogance except honor
dignity has a beauty that arrogance does not.
In honor is beauty not in arrogance
عَفِّchaste in السَرائِرِinner thoughts وَالمَلاحِظِand glances وَالخُطاand steps
عَفِّ السَرائِرِ وَالمَلاحِظِ وَالخُطا
نَزِهِunsullied in الخَلائِقِcharacter طاهِرِpure in الأَهواءِdesires
نَزِهِ الخَلائِقِ طاهِرِ الأَهواءِ
Chaste in his secret thoughts, his glances, and his steps,
Chaste of privacy, observation and mistakes
unsullied in character, pure in his desires;
Immaculate creation, pure of passions
مُتَدَرِّعٍarmored with صبرَthe patience of الكِرامِthe noble عَلىunder الأَذىinjury
مُتَدَرِّعٍ صبرَ الكِرامِ عَلى الأَذى
إِنَّindeed الكِرامَthe noble مَشاغِلُthe preoccupation of السُفَهاءِfools
إِنَّ الكِرامَ مَشاغِلُ السُفَهاءِ
armored with the patience of the noble under injury—
Armored with the patience of honorable men to harm
for the noble are the preoccupation of fools.
Indeed, honorable men are the concerns of fools
نَقَمواthey resented عَلَيهِin him رَأيَهُhis opinion وَصَنيعَهُand his conduct
نَقَموا عَلَيهِ رَأيَهُ وَصَنيعَهُ
وَالحُكمُand judgment لِلتاريخِbelongs to history فيon الآراءِopinions
وَالحُكمُ لِلتاريخِ في الآراءِ
They resented his opinion and his conduct,
They resented his opinion and his work
but history is the judge of opinions.
And judgment is for history in opinions
وَالرَأيُand an opinion إِنif أَخلَصتَyou are sincere فيهِin it سَريرَةًinwardly
وَالرَأيُ إِن أَخلَصتَ فيهِ سَريرَةً
مِثلُlike العَقيدَةِa creed فَوقَabove كُلِّall مِراءِdispute
مِثلُ العَقيدَةِ فَوقَ كُلِّ مِراءِ
And an opinion, if you are inwardly sincere in it,
And the opinion, if you are sincere in it inwardly
is like a creed, above all dispute.
Is like creed above all contention
وَإِذاand when الرِجالُmen عَلىover الأُمورِaffairs تَعاقَبواsucceed one another
وَإِذا الرِجالُ عَلى الأُمورِ تَعاقَبوا
كَشَفَrevealed الزَمانُtime مَواقِفَthe stances of النُظَراءِpeers
كَشَفَ الزَمانُ مَواقِفَ النُظَراءِ
When men succeed one another in affairs,
And when men take turns in affairs
time reveals the stances of those peers.
Time reveals the perspectives of peers
ياO أَيُّهاyou الشَيخُelder الكَريمُnoble تَحِيَّةًa greeting
يا أَيُّها الشَيخُ الكَريمُ تَحِيَّةً
أَندىmore refreshing لِقَبرِكَto your grave مِنthan زُلالِthe clearest of الماءِwater
أَندى لِقَبرِكَ مِن زُلالِ الماءِ
O noble elder, a greeting
O noble Sheikh, greetings
more refreshing to your grave than limpid water.
Dewier to your grave than the water's moisture
هَذاthis المَصيرُthe end أَكانَwhether there was طولَa long duration of سَلامَةٍwell-being
هَذا المَصيرُ أَكانَ طولَ سَلامَةٍ
أَمor لَمnot يَكُنthere was إِلّاexcept قَليلَa little بَقاءِsurvival
أَم لَم يَكُن إِلّا قَليلَ بَقاءِ
This is the end, whether there was long well-being
Is this fate, was it after long safety
or nothing but a short span of life.
Or was it nothing but little remaining
ماذاwhat اِنتِفاعُكِyour benefit بِاللَياليfrom the nights بَعدَafter ماthat
ماذا اِنتِفاعُكِ بِاللَيالي بَعدَ ما
مَرَّتpassed بِكَover you السَبعونَthe seventy years مَرَّthe passing of عِشاءِan evening
مَرَّت بِكَ السَبعونَ مَرَّ عِشاءِ
What benefit have you from nights, after
What is your benefit from nights after
seventy years have passed you like a single evening?
The seventy has passed the time of supper
أَوor بِالحَياةِfrom life وَقَدwhen already مَشىwalked فيthrough صَفوِهاits serenity
أَو بِالحَياةِ وَقَد مَشى في صَفوِها
عاديthe ravager of السِنينَthe years وَعاثَand laid waste عاديthe ravager of الداءِillness
عادي السِنينَ وَعاثَ عادي الداءِ
Or from life, when its serenity has felt the tread
Or from life, and the ravisher of years has walked in its prime
of ravaging years and the havoc of marauding illness?
Regular of years sending regular of illnesses
مَنwhoever لَمnot يُطَبِّبهُheal him الشَبابُyouth فِداؤُهُthen his illness
مَن لَم يُطَبِّبهُ الشَبابُ فِداؤُهُ
حَتّىuntil يُغَيِّبَهُit buries him بِغَيرِwithout دَواءِa cure
حَتّى يُغَيِّبَهُ بِغَيرِ دَواءِ
He whom youth has not healed—his illness lingers
Who is not cured by youth, his ransom
until it buries him, without a cure.
Until he makes him disappear without medicine
قَسَماتُthe features of وَجهِكَyour face فيin التُرابِthe dust ذَخائِرٌtreasures
قَسَماتُ وَجهِكَ في التُرابِ ذَخائِرٌ
مِنof عِفَّةٍchastity وَتَكَرُّمٍand generosity وَحَياءِand modesty
مِن عِفَّةٍ وَتَكَرُّمٍ وَحَياءِ
The features of your face are treasures in the dust,
The features of your face in the soil are treasures
of chastity, generosity, and modesty.
Of chastity, magnanimity, and shyness
وَلَكَمand how often أَغارُraided عَلىupon مُحَيّاthe face of ماجِدٍa noble man
وَلَكَم أَغارُ عَلى مُحَيّا ماجِدٍ
وَطَوىand concealed مَحاسِنَthe beauties of مَسمَحٍa generous man مِعطاءِa lavish giver
وَطَوى مَحاسِنَ مَسمَحٍ مِعطاءِ
How often has dust raided a noble face,
And how I envy the deceased glorious
and folded away the beauties of a generous, lavish giver!
Who folded the beauties of a generous giver
كَمhow many مَوقِفٍa situation صَعبٍdifficult عَلىfor مَنwhoever قامَهُundertook it
كَم مَوقِفٍ صَعبٍ عَلى مَن قامَهُ
ذَلَّلتَهُyou made it easy وَنَهَضتَand you rose بِالأَعباءِwith the burdens
ذَلَّلتَهُ وَنَهَضتَ بِالأَعباءِ
How many a situation, hard for the man who faced it,
How many difficult positions you stood up
you mastered, shouldering its burdens.
Eased them, and carried the burdens
كِبرُthe pride of الغَضَنفَرِthe lion يَومَon the day of ذَلِكَthat زادَهُincreased him
كِبرُ الغَضَنفَرِ يَومَ ذَلِكَ زادَهُ
مِنof نَخوَةٍnoble spirit وَحَمِيَّةٍand ardor وَإِباءِand defiance
مِن نَخوَةٍ وَحَمِيَّةٍ وَإِباءِ
On such a day the lion's pride lent him more
The pride of Ghodhnofar that day increased him
of noble spirit, ardor, and proud defiance.
From gallantry, zeal, and unwillingness
مَنwhoever يَكذِبِfalsifies التاريخَhistory يَكذِبُlies to رَبَّهُhis Lord
مَن يَكذِبِ التاريخَ يَكذِبُ رَبَّهُ
وَيُسيءُand does wrong لِلأَمواتِto the dead وَالأَحياءِand the living
وَيُسيءُ لِلأَمواتِ وَالأَحياءِ
Whoever falsifies history lies to his Lord
Who lies about history lies about his God
and wrongs the dead and the living.
And wrongs the dead and alive
السِلمُpeace لَوif لَمnot تودِperish أَمسِyesterday بِجُرحِهاfrom her wound
السِلمُ لَو لَم تودِ أَمسِ بِجُرحِها
أَودَتshe would have perished بِهَذيfrom this الطَعنَةِthrust النَجلاءِgaping
أَودَت بِهَذي الطَعنَةِ النَجلاءِ
Had Peace not perished yesterday from her wound,
The thorn, if it did not want to wound it yesterday
she would have perished from this gaping thrust.
It would have wounded with this smooth stab
لَوif أُخِّرَتshe were kept alive فيin العَيشِlife بَعدَكَafter you ساعَةًan hour
لَو أُخِّرَت في العَيشِ بَعدَكَ ساعَةً
لَبَكَتshe would surely weep عَلَيكَfor you بِمَدمَعِwith the tears of الخَنساءِal-Khansa
لَبَكَت عَلَيكَ بِمَدمَعِ الخَنساءِ
Had she been granted an hour of life beyond you,
If I had been delayed alive after you an hour
she would have wept for you with al-Khansa's tears.
I would have cried over you with Mayy's tears
اِنفُضshake off غُبارَكَyour dust عَنكَfrom yourself وَاِنظُرand look هَلdo تَرىyou see
اِنفُض غُبارَكَ عَنكَ وَاِنظُر هَل تَرى
إِلّاanything but غُبارَthe dust of كَتيبَةٍa battalion وَلِواءِand a banner
إِلّا غُبارَ كَتيبَةٍ وَلِواءِ
Shake your dust off yourself, and look: do you see
Shake off your dust from yourself and look, do you see
anything but the dust of battalion and banner?
Except the dust of a brigade and a banner
ياO وَيحَalas for وَجهِthe face of الأَرضِthe earth أَصبَحَhas become مَأتَماًa mourning-place
يا وَيحَ وَجهِ الأَرضِ أَصبَحَ مَأتَماً
بَعدَafter الفَوارِسِthe knights مِنamong بَنيthe sons of حَوّاءِEve
بَعدَ الفَوارِسِ مِن بَني حَوّاءِ
Alas for the face of the earth, now a house of mourning
Oh woe to the face of earth, it has become a funeral
after the passing of the knights among the sons of Eve!
After the knights from the people of Eve
مِنamong them ذائِدٍa defender عَنof حَوضِهِhis watering-place أَوor زائِدٍone increasing
مِن ذائِدٍ عَن حَوضِهِ أَو زائِدٍ
فيin مُلكِهِhis dominion مِنin صَولَةٍmight وَثَراءِand wealth
في مُلكِهِ مِن صَولَةٍ وَثَراءِ
Some guarded their watering-place; others added
Of preventer from his basin or exceeding
might and wealth to their dominion;
In his kingdom out of audacity and wealth
أَوor مانِعٍone protecting جاراًa neighbor يُناضِلُfighting دونَهُin his defense
أَو مانِعٍ جاراً يُناضِلُ دونَهُ
أَوor حافِظٍone keeping لِعُهودِهِto his covenants ميفاءِever faithful
أَو حافِظٍ لِعُهودِهِ ميفاءِ
or shielded a neighbor, fighting in his defense,
Or preventer of a neighbor who contends to protect him
or kept their covenants, faithful to their word.
Or preserver of his covenants, faithful
يَتَقاذَفونَthey hurl at one another بِذاتِa thing of هَولٍterror لَمnot تَهَبrevere
يَتَقاذَفونَ بِذاتِ هَولٍ لَم تَهَب
حَرَمَthe sanctuary of المَسيحِChrist وَلاnor حِمىthe refuge of العَذراءِthe Virgin
حَرَمَ المَسيحِ وَلا حِمى العَذراءِ
They hurl at one another a terror that has not revered
They toss a being which neither
Christ's sanctuary, nor the Virgin's refuge.
The sanctity of Christ nor the protection of Mary prohibited
مِنamong مُحدَثاتِthe new inventions of العِلمِscience إِلّاexcept أَنَّهاthat it is
مِن مُحدَثاتِ العِلمِ إِلّا أَنَّها
إِثمٌa sin عَواقِبُهاits consequences عَلىfall upon العُلَماءِthe scientists
إِثمٌ عَواقِبُها عَلى العُلَماءِ
One of science's new inventions—yet
From innovations of science except that they
a sin whose consequences weigh upon the scientists.
Are sins which their consequences are on scholars
لَهَفيmy grief عَلىfor رُكنِthe pillar of الشُيوخِthe elders مُهَدَّماdemolished
لَهَفي عَلى رُكنِ الشُيوخِ مُهَدَّما
وَالحامِلاتِand the women bearing الثُكلَchild-loss وَاليُتَماءِand the orphans
وَالحامِلاتِ الثُكلَ وَاليُتَماءِ
My grief for the elders' pillar, brought to ruin,
My craving for the pillar of sheikhs destroyed
and for bereaved mothers and orphans;
And the widowed, orphaned women
وَعَلىand for الشَبابِthe young بِكُلِّin every أَرضٍland مَصرَعٌa place to fall
وَعَلى الشَبابِ بِكُلِّ أَرضٍ مَصرَعٌ
لَهُمُfor them وَهُلكٌand destruction تَحتَbeneath كُلِّevery سَماءِsky
لَهُمُ وَهُلكٌ تَحتَ كُلِّ سَماءِ
and for the young: in every land a place to fall
And for the youth in every land there is death
is theirs, and destruction beneath every sky.
For them and destruction under every sky
خَرَجواthey departed إِلىto الأَوطانِthe homelands مِنfrom أَرواحِهِمtheir souls
خَرَجوا إِلى الأَوطانِ مِن أَرواحِهِم
كَرَمٌgenerosity يَليقُis fitting بِهِمfor them وَمَحضُand pure سَخاءِmunificence
كَرَمٌ يَليقُ بِهِم وَمَحضُ سَخاءِ
They yielded their souls to their homelands—
They went out to the homelands from their souls
a generosity worthy of them, and pure munificence.
Generosity befitting them and pure generosity
مِنamong كُلِّevery بانٍone wed بِالمَنِيَّةِto death فيin الصِباyouth
مِن كُلِّ بانٍ بِالمَنِيَّةِ في الصِبا
لَمnot يَتَّخِذhe took عِرساًa bride سِوىother than الهَيجاءِbattle
لَم يَتَّخِذ عِرساً سِوى الهَيجاءِ
Each a bridegroom to death in his youth,
Of every one with youth perished with madness
who took no bride but battle.
He has taken no spouse but madness
المُرضِعاتُthe nursing women سَكَبنَthey poured فيinto وِجدانِهِhis heart
المُرضِعاتُ سَكَبنَ في وِجدانِهِ
حُبَّlove of الدِيارِthe homeland وَبِغضَةَand hatred of الأَعداءِenemies
حُبَّ الدِيارِ وَبِغضَةَ الأَعداءِ
The women who nursed him poured into his heart
The wet nurses poured in his conscience
love of the homeland and hatred of enemies,
Love of home and hatred of enemies
وَقَرَّرنَand they impressed فيin أُذُنَيهِhis ears يَومَon the day of فِطامِهِhis weaning
وَقَرَّرنَ في أُذُنَيهِ يَومَ فِطامِهِ
أَنَّthat الدِماءَblood مُهورَةُthe bride-price of العَلياءِlofty glory
أَنَّ الدِماءَ مُهورَةُ العَلياءِ
and impressed upon his ears, the day he was weaned,
And they settled in his two ears the day they weaned him
that blood is the bride-price of lofty glory.
That blood is the marriage requirements of the sublime
أَأَباO father of البَناتِdaughters رُزِقتَهُنَّyou were blessed with them كَرائِماًnoble
أَأَبا البَناتِ رُزِقتَهُنَّ كَرائِماً
وَرُزِقتُand I was blessed فيamong أَصهارِكَyour sons-in-law الكُرَماءِthe noble
وَرُزِقتُ في أَصهارِكَ الكُرَماءِ
O father of daughters, you were blessed with noble ones,
My father of daughters, were you given them noble women
and I was blessed to be among your noble sons-in-law.
And was I given in your in-laws the generous
لاdo not تَذهَبَنَّever depart عَلىover الذُكورِsons بِحَسرَةٍin sorrow
لا تَذهَبَنَّ عَلى الذُكورِ بِحَسرَةٍ
الذِكرُremembrance نِعمَhow excellent سُلالَةُthe offspring of العُظَماءِthe great
الذِكرُ نِعمَ سُلالَةُ العُظَماءِ
Do not depart in sorrow over sons:
Let them not go for the males in longing
remembrance is the finest offspring of the great.
Males are good lineage of the great
وَأَرىand I see بُناةَbuilders of المَجدِglory يَثلِمُdiminishes مَجدَهُمtheir glory
وَأَرى بُناةَ المَجدِ يَثلِمُ مَجدَهُم
ماwhat خَلَّفواthey left behind مِنof طالِحٍthe wicked وَغُثاءِand worthless dross
ما خَلَّفوا مِن طالِحٍ وَغُثاءِ
And I see builders of glory whose glory is marred
And I see the builders of glory, their glory wears out
by the wicked and worthless they leave behind.
What they left of devious and wicked
إِنَّindeed البَناتَdaughters ذَخائِرٌtreasures مِنof رَحمَةٍmercy
إِنَّ البَناتَ ذَخائِرٌ مِن رَحمَةٍ
وَكُنوزُand hoards of حُبٍّlove صادِقٍtrue وَوَفاءِand fidelity
وَكُنوزُ حُبٍّ صادِقٍ وَوَفاءِ
Daughters are treasures of mercy,
The daughters are treasures of mercy
and hoards of true love and fidelity;
And treasures of sincere love and loyalty
وَالساهِراتُand those keeping vigil لِعِلَّةٍthrough illness أَوor كَبرَةٍold age
وَالساهِراتُ لِعِلَّةٍ أَو كَبرَةٍ
وَالصابِراتُand those patient لِشِدَّةٍthrough hardship وَبَلاءِand affliction
وَالصابِراتُ لِشِدَّةٍ وَبَلاءِ
the ones who keep vigil through illness or old age,
The sleepless for illness or old age
and bear patiently hardship and affliction;
And the patient in hardship and affliction
وَالباكِياتُكَand those weeping for you حينَwhen يَنقَطِعُceases البُكاweeping
وَالباكِياتُكَ حينَ يَنقَطِعُ البُكا
وَالزائِراتُكَand those visiting you فيin العَراءِthe wilderness الناءِdistant
وَالزائِراتُكَ في العَراءِ الناءِ
who weep for you when other weeping ceases,
The ones crying when crying stops
and visit you in the distant wilderness;
And the visitors in plains showing distress
وَالذاكِراتُكَand those remembering you ماas long as حَيِينَthey live تَحَدُّثاًrecounting
وَالذاكِراتُكَ ما حَيِينَ تَحَدُّثاً
بِسَوالِفِof past الحُرُماتِhonors وَاللَآلاءِand splendors
بِسَوالِفِ الحُرُماتِ وَاللَآلاءِ
who remember you as long as they live, recounting
And those remembering you, whenever they converse
the honors and splendors of the past.
In the tales of the lady friends and nice ones
بِالأَمسِyesterday عَزّاهُنَّconsoled them فيكَfor your loss عَقائِلٌnoble ladies
بِالأَمسِ عَزّاهُنَّ فيكَ عَقائِلٌ
وَاليَومَand today جامَلَهُنَّshowed them sympathy فيكَfor your loss رِثائيmy elegy
وَاليَومَ جامَلَهُنَّ فيكَ رِثائي
Yesterday, noble ladies consoled them for your loss;
Yesterday, relatives consoled them in you
today, my elegy offers them sympathy for you.
And today, my elegy flattered them in you
أَبيكَby your father ماnot الدُنياthe world سِوىexcept مَعروفِهاits kindness
أَبيكَ ما الدُنيا سِوى مَعروفِها
وَالبِرَّand goodness كُلُّevery صَنيعَةٍgood deed بِجَزاءِwith recompense
وَالبِرَّ كُلُّ صَنيعَةٍ بِجَزاءِ
By your father, the world is nothing but its kindness
My father, what is the world but its kindness
and goodness; every good deed has its recompense.
And righteousness is every deed's reward
أَجَزِعنَdo they grieve أَنthat يَجريshould befall عَلَيهِنَّthem الَّذيwhat
أَجَزِعنَ أَن يَجري عَلَيهِنَّ الَّذي
مِنfrom قَبلِهِنَّbefore them جَرىbefell عَلىupon الزَهراءِal-Zahra
مِن قَبلِهِنَّ جَرى عَلى الزَهراءِ
Do they grieve that there should befall them what
Do they resent what flowed unto them
befell al-Zahra before them?
From before onto Az-Zahra
عُذراًpardon لَهُنَّfor them إِذاif ذَهَبنَthey went مَعَwith الأَسىsorrow
عُذراً لَهُنَّ إِذا ذَهَبنَ مَعَ الأَسى
وَطَلَبنَand they sought عِندَin الدَمعِtears بَعضَsome عَزاءِconsolation
وَطَلَبنَ عِندَ الدَمعِ بَعضَ عَزاءِ
Forgive them if they give themselves to sorrow
Excuze them if they went with grief
and seek some consolation in tears.
And sought at tears some comfort
ماnot كُلُّevery ذيone with وَلَدٍa child يُسَمّىis called والِداًa father
ما كُلُّ ذي وَلَدٍ يُسَمّى والِداً
كَمhow many مِنof أَبٍa father كَالصَخرَةِlike a rock الصَمّاءِunyielding
كَم مِن أَبٍ كَالصَخرَةِ الصَمّاءِ
Not everyone with a child deserves to be called a father;
Not every fathered one is called father
how many a father is like a deaf, unyielding rock.
How many father like the deaf rock
هَبهُنَّsuppose them فيin عَقلِthe reason of الرِجالِmen وَحِلمِهِمand their forbearance
هَبهُنَّ في عَقلِ الرِجالِ وَحِلمِهِم
أَقُلوبُهُنَّare their hearts سِوىother than قُلوبُthe hearts of نِساءِwomen
أَقُلوبُهُنَّ سِوى قُلوبُ نِساءِ
Grant that they have men's reason and forbearance:
Give them in the mind and patience of men
are their hearts anything but women's hearts?
Their hearts except the hearts of women