جُرحٌa wound عَلىupon جُرحٍa wound حَنانَكِyour mercy جِلَّقُJilliq
جُرحٌ عَلى جُرحٍ حَنانَكِ جِلَّقُ
حُمِّلتِyou were burdened with ماwhat يوهيweakens الجِبالَthe mountains وَيُزهِقُand destroys
حُمِّلتِ ما يوهي الجِبالَ وَيُزهِقُ
Wound upon wound—have mercy, Jilliq!
You have been burdened with what weakens mountains and destroys them.
صَبراًpatience! لُباةَlioness الشَرقِof the East كُلُّevery مَصيبَةٍcalamity
صَبراً لُباةَ الشَرقِ كُلُّ مَصيبَةٍ
تَبلىwears away عَلىbefore الصَبرِpatience الجَميلِnoble وَتَخلُقُand grows threadbare
تَبلى عَلى الصَبرِ الجَميلِ وَتَخلُقُ
Patience, lioness of the East! Every calamity
wears away before noble patience and grows threadbare.
أَنَسيتِhave you forgotten? نارَthe fire الباطِشينَof the oppressors وَهَزَّةًand a convulsion
أَنَسيتِ نارَ الباطِشينَ وَهَزَّةً
عَرَتِovertook الزَمانَthe age كَأَنَّas though روماRome تُحرَقُis being burned
عَرَتِ الزَمانَ كَأَنَّ روما تُحرَقُ
Have you forgotten the oppressors' fire, and a convulsion
that shook the age, as though Rome were burning?
رَعناءَreckless أَرسَلَهاhe unleashed it وَدَسَّand planted شُواظَهاits blaze
رَعناءَ أَرسَلَها وَدَسَّ شُواظَها
فيin حُجرَةِthe chamber التاريخِof history أَرعَنُa reckless man أَحمَقُfoolish
في حُجرَةِ التاريخِ أَرعَنُ أَحمَقُ
Reckless, it was unleashed, its blaze planted
in history's chamber by a reckless fool.
فَمَشَتthen it strode تُحَطِّمُsmashing بِاليَمينِwith the right hand ذَخيرَةًa treasure
فَمَشَت تُحَطِّمُ بِاليَمينِ ذَخيرَةً
وَتَلُصُّand pilfers أُخرىanother بِالشَمالِwith the left hand وَتَسرِقُand steals
وَتَلُصُّ أُخرى بِالشَمالِ وَتَسرِقُ
Then it strode, smashing a treasure with its right hand,
and pilfering another with its left, stealing it away.
جُنَّتit went mad فَضَعضَعَهاthen shattered it وَراضَand tamed جِماحَهاits wildness
جُنَّت فَضَعضَعَها وَراضَ جِماحَها
مِنfrom نَشئِكِyour young generation الحُمسِthe ardent الجُنونُmadness المُطبِقُutter
مِن نَشئِكِ الحُمسِ الجُنونُ المُطبِقُ
It went mad; its strength was shattered, its wildness tamed
by the utter madness of your ardent youth.
لَقِيَencountered الحَديدُiron حَمِيَّةًardor أَمَوِيَّةًUmayyad
لَقِيَ الحَديدُ حَمِيَّةً أَمَوِيَّةً
لاnot تَكتَسيclothes itself in صَدَأًrust وَلاnor هِيَit تُطرَقُis hammered
لا تَكتَسي صَدَأً وَلا هِيَ تُطرَقُ
Iron met an Umayyad ardor
that neither dons rust nor yields to the hammer.
ياO واضِعَframer الدُستورِof the constitution أَمسِyesterday كَخُلقِهِlike his character
يا واضِعَ الدُستورِ أَمسِ كَخُلقِهِ
ماno فيهِin it مِنany عِوَجٍcrookedness وَلاnor هُوَit ضَيِّقُnarrow
ما فيهِ مِن عِوَجٍ وَلا هُوَ ضَيِّقُ
O framer of yesterday's constitution, patterned on your character—
it holds no crookedness, nor is it narrow.
نَظمٌa system مِنَof الشورىconsultation وَحُكمٌand governance راشِدٌrightly guided
نَظمٌ مِنَ الشورى وَحُكمٌ راشِدٌ
أَدَبُrefinement الحَضارَةِof civilization فيهِماin both of them وَالمَنطِقُand reason
أَدَبُ الحَضارَةِ فيهِما وَالمَنطِقُ
A system of consultation and a rightly guided rule:
both hold civilization's refinement and reason.
لاdo not تَخشَfear مِمّاwhat أَلحَقواthey appended بِكِتابِهِto its text
لا تَخشَ مِمّا أَلحَقوا بِكِتابِهِ
يَبقىendures الكِتابُthe book وَلَيسَand does not يَبقىendure المُلحَقُthe appendix
يَبقى الكِتابُ وَلَيسَ يَبقى المُلحَقُ
Do not fear what they have appended to its text;
the text endures; the appendix does not.
مَيتَO dead one الجَلالِof majesty مِنَfrom القَوافيthe rhymes زَفرَةٌa sigh
مَيتَ الجَلالِ مِنَ القَوافي زَفرَةٌ
تَجريflows وَمِنهاand from them عَبرَةٌa tear تَتَرَقرَقُwells up
تَجري وَمِنها عَبرَةٌ تَتَرَقرَقُ
O glorious dead one, from these rhymes a sigh
flows, and from them a tear wells up.
وَلَقَدand indeed بَعَثتُهُماI sent them both إِلَيكَto you قَصيدَةًas a poem
وَلَقَد بَعَثتُهُما إِلَيكَ قَصيدَةً
أَفَأَنتَare you then? مُنتَظِرٌwaiting كَعَهدِكَas you always were شَيِّقُfull of longing
أَفَأَنتَ مُنتَظِرٌ كَعَهدِكَ شَيِّقُ
And I have indeed sent them both to you as a poem;
are you waiting, as ever, full of longing?
أَبكيI mourn لَياليناour nights القِصارَthe brief وَصُحبَةًand companionship
أَبكي لَيالينا القِصارَ وَصُحبَةً
أَخَذَتbegan مُخيلَتُهاits rain-cloud تَجيشُto surge وَتَبرُقُand flash
أَخَذَت مُخيلَتُها تَجيشُ وَتَبرُقُ
I mourn our brief nights and a companionship
whose rain-cloud has begun to surge and flash.
لاnot أَذكُرُI mention الدُنياthe world إِلَيكَto you فَرُبَّماfor perhaps
لا أَذكُرُ الدُنيا إِلَيكَ فَرُبَّما
كَرِهَloathed الحَديثَtalk عَنِof الأَجاجِbitter brine المُغرَقُthe drowned one
كَرِهَ الحَديثَ عَنِ الأَجاجِ المُغرَقُ
I will not speak to you of the world, for perhaps
a drowned man loathes talk of bitter brine.
طُبِعَتwas fashioned مِنَfrom السُمِّpoison الحَياةُlife طَعامُهاits food
طُبِعَت مِنَ السُمِّ الحَياةُ طَعامُها
وَشَرابُهاand its drink وَهَوائُهاand its air المُتَنَشَّقُthat is inhaled
وَشَرابُها وَهَوائُها المُتَنَشَّقُ
Life is fashioned from poison: its food,
its drink, and the air breathed within it.
وَالناسُand people بَينَbetween بَطيئِهاits slow-acting kind وَذُعافِهاand its swiftly fatal kind
وَالناسُ بَينَ بَطيئِها وَذُعافِها
لاnot يَعلَمونَthey know بِأَيِّwith which سُمَّيهاof its two poisons سُقواthey were made to drink
لا يَعلَمونَ بِأَيِّ سُمَّيها سُقوا
People live between its slow poison and its swiftly fatal kind,
not knowing which of its two poisons they were made to drink.
أَماas for الوَلِيُّthe friend فَقَدthen indeed سَقاكَgave you to drink بِسُمِهِwith his poison
أَما الوَلِيُّ فَقَد سَقاكَ بِسُمِهِ
ماwhat لَيسَdoes not يَسقيكَgive you to drink العَدُوُّthe enemy الأَزرَقُblue-eyed
ما لَيسَ يَسقيكَ العَدُوُّ الأَزرَقُ
As for the friend, with his poison he gave you
what the blue-eyed foe would never give you.
طَلَبوكَthey sought you وَالأَجَلُwhile death الوَشيكُimminent يَحُثُّهُمurged them on
طَلَبوكَ وَالأَجَلُ الوَشيكُ يَحُثُّهُم
وَلِكُلِّand for every نَفسٍsoul مُدَّةٌa term لاnot تُسبَقُis forestalled
وَلِكُلِّ نَفسٍ مُدَّةٌ لا تُسبَقُ
They sought you, with imminent death urging them on;
yet every soul has a term that cannot be forestalled.
لَمّاwhen أَعانَaided المَوتُdeath كَيدَthe cunning حِبالِهِمof their snares
لَمّا أَعانَ المَوتُ كَيدَ حِبالِهِم
عَلِقَتthey caught fast وَأَسبابُand the cords المَنِيَّةِof death تَعلَقُcatch fast
عَلِقَت وَأَسبابُ المَنِيَّةِ تَعلَقُ
When death aided the cunning of their snares,
they caught fast—as the cords of death catch fast.
طَرَقَتcame by night to مِهادَكَyour bed حَيَّةٌa serpent بَشَرِيَّةٌhuman
طَرَقَت مِهادَكَ حَيَّةٌ بَشَرِيَّةٌ
كَفَرَتshe proved faithless مِمّاfrom what تَنتابُshe visits repeatedly مِنهُfrom it وَتَطرُقُand calls by night
كَفَرَت مِمّا تَنتابُ مِنهُ وَتَطرُقُ
A human serpent came by night to your bed;
she proved faithless to the very place from which she came and called.
ياO فَوزُFawz تِلكَthere is دِمَشقُDamascus خَلفَbehind سَوادِهاher black mourning-garb
يا فَوزُ تِلكَ دِمَشقُ خَلفَ سَوادِها
تَرميcasts مَكانَكَtoward your place بِالعُيونِwith eyes وَتَرمُقُand gazes
تَرمي مَكانَكَ بِالعُيونِ وَتَرمُقُ
O Fawz, there is Damascus, behind her black mourning-garb,
casting her eyes toward your place and gazing.
ذَكَرَتshe remembered لَيالِيَthe nights بَدرِهاof her full moon فَتَلَفَّتَتand turned around
ذَكَرَت لَيالِيَ بَدرِها فَتَلَفَّتَت
فَعَساكَso perhaps you تَطلُعُwill rise أَوor لَعَلَّكَperhaps you تُشرِقُwill shine
فَعَساكَ تَطلُعُ أَو لَعَلَّكَ تُشرِقُ
She remembered the nights of her full moon and turned,
hoping you might rise, that you might shine.
بَرَدىBarada وَراءَbeyond ضِفافِهِits banks مُستَعبِرٌweeping
بَرَدى وَراءَ ضِفافِهِ مُستَعبِرٌ
وَالحورُand the poplars مَحلولُloosened الضَفائِرِthe tresses مُطرِقُdowncast
وَالحورُ مَحلولُ الضَفائِرِ مُطرِقُ
Barada weeps beyond its banks,
and the poplars, their tresses loosened, bow their heads.
وَالطَيرُand the birds فيin جَنَباتِthe reaches دُمَّرَof Dummar نُوَّحٌwailing mourners
وَالطَيرُ في جَنَباتِ دُمَّرَ نُوَّحٌ
يَجِدُfeels الهُمومَsorrows خَلِيُّهُنَّone free of them وَيَأرَقُand lies awake
يَجِدُ الهُمومَ خَلِيُّهُنَّ وَيَأرَقُ
The birds throughout Dummar are wailing mourners;
even those once free of sorrow feel it now and lie awake.
وَيَقولُand says كُلُّevery مُحَدِّثٍspeaker لِسَميرِهِto his evening companion
وَيَقولُ كُلُّ مُحَدِّثٍ لِسَميرِهِ
أَبِذاتِin a wearer of...? طَوقٍa necklace بَعدَafter ذَلِكَthat يوثَقُcan trust be placed
أَبِذاتِ طَوقٍ بَعدَ ذَلِكَ يوثَقُ
And every speaker says to his evening companion:
Can a wearer of a necklace be trusted after this?
عَشِقَتshe adored تَهاويلَthe dazzling displays الجَمالِof beauty وَلَمand did not تَجِدfind
عَشِقَت تَهاويلَ الجَمالِ وَلَم تَجِد
فيin العَبقَرِيَّةِgenius ماwhat يُحَبُّis loved وَيُعشَقُand adored
في العَبقَرِيَّةِ ما يُحَبُّ وَيُعشَقُ
She loved beauty's dazzling displays, yet found
nothing in genius to be loved and adored.
فَمَشَتso she went كَأَنَّas though بَنانَهاher fingers يَدُthe hand مُدمِنٍof an addict
فَمَشَت كَأَنَّ بَنانَها يَدُ مُدمِنٍ
وَكَأَنَّand as though السُمَّthe poison فيهاin them زِئبَقُquicksilver
وَكَأَنَّ السُمَّ فيها زِئبَقُ
So she went, her fingers like an addict's hand,
as though the poison in them were quicksilver.
وَلَوand if اَنَّthat مَقدوراًa thing decreed يُرَدُّcould be repelled لَرَدَّهاwould have repelled her
وَلَو اَنَّ مَقدوراً يُرَدُّ لَرَدَّها
بِحَياتِهِwith its own life الوَطَنُthe homeland المَروعُterror-stricken المُشفِقُanxious
بِحَياتِهِ الوَطَنُ المَروعُ المُشفِقُ
If a decree of fate could be averted, she would have been repelled
by the stricken, anxious homeland, at the cost of its own life.
أَشقىmade wretched القَضاءُjudgment الأَرضَthe earth بَعدَكَafter you أُسرَةًa family
أَشقى القَضاءُ الأَرضَ بَعدَكَ أُسرَةً
لَولاbut for القَضاءُthe decree مِنَfrom السَماءِheaven لَماthen not شَقَواthey would have suffered
لَولا القَضاءُ مِنَ السَماءِ لَما شَقَوا
After you, judgment on earth made a family wretched;
but for heaven's decree, they would not have suffered.
قَسَتِhardened القُلوبُhearts عَلَيهِمُagainst them وَتَحَجَّرَتand turned to stone
قَسَتِ القُلوبُ عَلَيهِمُ وَتَحَجَّرَت
فَاِنظُرso look into فُؤادَكَyour heart هَلwhether يَلينُit softens وَيَرفُقُand shows compassion
فَاِنظُر فُؤادَكَ هَل يَلينُ وَيَرفُقُ
Hearts hardened against them and turned to stone;
look into your heart: will it soften and show compassion?
إِنَّindeed الَّذينَthose who نَزَلتَyou lodged فيin أَكنافِهِمtheir midst
إِنَّ الَّذينَ نَزَلتَ في أَكنافِهِم
صَفَحواthey pardoned فَماand not مِنهُمamong them مَغيظٌangered مُحنَقُenraged
صَفَحوا فَما مِنهُم مَغيظٌ مُحنَقُ
Those among whom you have taken lodging
have pardoned; none of them is angry or enraged.
سَخِرواthey mocked مِنَat الدُنياthe world كَماas سَخِرَتit mocked بِهِمat them
سَخِروا مِنَ الدُنيا كَما سَخِرَت بِهِم
وَاِنبَتَّand was severed مِنfrom أَسبابِهاits cords المُتَعَلَّقُthe attachment
وَاِنبَتَّ مِن أَسبابِها المُتَعَلَّقُ
They mocked the world, as it had mocked them,
and all attachment to its cords was severed.
ياO مَأتَماًmourning rite مِنfor one of عَبدِAbd شَمسٍShams مِثلُهُthe like of it
يا مَأتَماً مِن عَبدِ شَمسٍ مِثلُهُ
لِلشَمسِfor the sun يُصنَعُis made فيin المَماتِdeath وَيُنسَقُand arranged
لِلشَمسِ يُصنَعُ في المَماتِ وَيُنسَقُ
O funeral for one of Abd Shams, whose like
is made and arrayed for the sun when it dies.
إِنif ضاقَwas too narrow ظَهرُthe surface الأَرضِof the earth عَنكَfor you فَبَطنُهاthen its belly
إِن ضاقَ ظَهرُ الأَرضِ عَنكَ فَبَطنُها
عَمّاfor what وَراءَكَlies behind you مِنof رُفاتٍmortal remains أَضيَقُnarrower still
عَمّا وَراءَكَ مِن رُفاتٍ أَضيَقُ
If earth's surface was too narrow for you, its belly
is narrower still for the mortal remains you leave behind.
لَمّاwhen جَمَعتَyou gathered الشامَSyria مِنfrom أَطرافِهِits farthest reaches
لَمّا جَمَعتَ الشامَ مِن أَطرافِهِ
وافىcame يُعَزّيto console الشامَSyria فيكَfor your loss المَشرِقُthe East
وافى يُعَزّي الشامَ فيكَ المَشرِقُ
When you gathered Syria from its farthest reaches,
the East came to console Syria for your loss,
يَبكيweeping for لِواءًa banner مِنَfrom شَبابِthe youth أُمَيَّةٍof Umayya
يَبكي لِواءً مِنَ شَبابِ أُمَيَّةٍ
يَحميdefends حِمىthe sanctuary الحَقِّof truth المُبينِmanifest وَيَخفُقُand flutters
يَحمي حِمى الحَقِّ المُبينِ وَيَخفُقُ
weeping for a banner of Umayya's youth,
that guards the sanctuary of manifest truth and flutters.
لَمَسَتfelt نَواصيهاtheir forelocks الحُصونُthe fortresses تَرومُهُseeking it
لَمَسَت نَواصيها الحُصونُ تَرومُهُ
وَتَلَمَّستُهُand I sought it فَلَمbut did not تَجِدهُfind it الفَيلَقُthe legion
وَتَلَمَّستُهُ فَلَم تَجِدهُ الفَيلَقُ
The fortresses felt their own forelocks, seeking it;
and I sought it, but the legion did not find it.
رُكنُa pillar الزَعامَةِof leadership حينَwhen تَطلُبُyou seek رَأيَهُhis opinion
رُكنُ الزَعامَةِ حينَ تَطلُبُ رَأيَهُ
فَيَرىthen he gives his view وَتَسأَلُهُand you ask him الخِطابَfor a speech فَيَنطِقُand he speaks
فَيَرى وَتَسأَلُهُ الخِطابَ فَيَنطِقُ
A pillar of leadership: when you seek his counsel,
he gives his view; ask him to speak, and he speaks.
وَيَكادُand almost مِنthrough سِحرِthe magic البَلاغَةِof eloquence تَحتَهُbeneath him
وَيَكادُ مِن سِحرِ البَلاغَةِ تَحتَهُ
عودُthe wood المَنابِرِof pulpits يُستَخَفُّis stirred to rapture فَيورِقُand puts forth leaves
عودُ المَنابِرِ يُستَخَفُّ فَيورِقُ
Beneath him, the magic of eloquence nearly makes
the pulpits' wood thrill and burst into leaf.
فَيحاءُFayha أَينَwhere عَلىamid جِنانِكِyour gardens وَردَةٌa rose
فَيحاءُ أَينَ عَلى جِنانِكِ وَردَةٌ
كانَتwas بِهاwith it الدُنياthe world تَرِفُّfluttering وَتَعبَقُand fragrant
كانَت بِها الدُنيا تَرِفُّ وَتَعبَقُ
O Fayha, where among your gardens is the rose
with which the world once fluttered and grew fragrant?
عُلوِيَّةًheavenly تَجِدُfind المَسامِعُthe ears طَيِّهاits folds
عُلوِيَّةً تَجِدُ المَسامِعُ طَيِّها
وَتُحِسُّand sense رَيّاهاits fragrance العُقولُminds وَتَنشَقُand inhale
وَتُحِسُّ رَيّاها العُقولُ وَتَنشَقُ
A heavenly rose, whose folds the ears discern,
and whose fragrance minds can sense and breathe.
وَأَرائِكُand the couches الزَهرِof flowers الغُصونُthe branches وَعَرشُهاand its throne
وَأَرائِكُ الزَهرِ الغُصونُ وَعَرشُها
يَدُthe hand أُمَّةٍof a nation وَجَبينُهاand its brow وَالمِفرَقُand the hair-parting
يَدُ أُمَّةٍ وَجَبينُها وَالمِفرَقُ
Flowers' couches are branches; her throne
is a nation's hand, its brow, and the parting of its hair.
مَنwho مُبلِغٌwill convey عَنّيfrom me شُبولَةُthe lion cubs جِلَّقٍof Jilliq
مَن مُبلِغٌ عَنّي شُبولَةُ جِلَّقٍ
قَولاًa saying يَبُرُّprevails عَلىover الزَمانِtime وَيَصدُقُand proves true
قَولاً يَبُرُّ عَلى الزَمانِ وَيَصدُقُ
Who will convey from me to Jilliq's lion cubs
a saying that prevails over time and proves true?
بِاللَهِby God جَلَّexalted is جَلالُهُHis majesty بِمُحَمَّدٍby Muhammad
بِاللَهِ جَلَّ جَلالُهُ بِمُحَمَّدٍ
بِيَسوعَby Jesus بِالغَزِّيِّby al-Ghazzi لاdo not تَتَفَرَّقواdivide among yourselves
بِيَسوعَ بِالغَزِّيِّ لا تَتَفَرَّقوا
By God—exalted be His majesty—by Muhammad,
by Jesus, by al-Ghazzi: do not divide!
قَدmay تُفسِدُspoil المَرعىthe pasture عَلىfor أَخَواتِهاher sisters
قَد تُفسِدُ المَرعى عَلى أَخَواتِها
شاةٌa sheep تَنِدُّstrays مِنَfrom القَطيعِthe flock وَتَمرُقُand breaks away
شاةٌ تَنِدُّ مِنَ القَطيعِ وَتَمرُقُ
The pasture may be spoiled for her sisters
by a sheep that strays from the flock and breaks away.
Translation model: Sol 6.1