ياO عَينِeye جوديgive generously بِالدُموعِwith tears
يا عَينِ جودي بِالدُموعِ
عَلىfor الفَتىthe young man القَرمِthe noble chief الأَغَرthe illustrious one
عَلى الفَتى القَرمِ الأَغَر
O eye, be generous with tears
O my eyes, shed tears
For the young man, the illustrious chieftain.
For the noble, virtuous young man
أَبيَضُfair أَبلَجُradiant وَجهُهُhis face
أَبيَضُ أَبلَجُ وَجهُهُ
كَالشَمسِlike the sun فيamong خَيرِthe best of البَشَرhumankind
كَالشَمسِ في خَيرِ البَشَر
Fair and radiant is his face,
His face is white as snow
Like the sun among the best of humankind.
Like the sun among the best of men
وَالشَمسُand the sun كاسِفَةٌeclipsed لِمَهلَكِهِbecause of his death
وَالشَمسُ كاسِفَةٌ لِمَهلَكِهِ
وَماand not اِتَّسَقَgrew full القَمَرthe moon
وَما اِتَّسَقَ القَمَر
And the sun is eclipsed by his death,
The sun is eclipsed by his death
And the moon has not grown full.
The moon did not align
وَالإِنسُand humankind تَبكيweeps وُلَّهاًdistraught with grief
وَالإِنسُ تَبكي وُلَّهاً
وَالجِنُّand the jinn تُسعِدُjoin in mourning with مَنwhoever سَمَرkept vigil by night
وَالجِنُّ تُسعِدُ مَن سَمَر
And humankind weeps, distraught with grief,
Mankind cries in grief
And the jinn join the mourning of those who keep night vigil.
And even jinn mourn his passing
وَالوَحشُand the wild beasts تَبكيweep شَجوَهاtheir sorrow
وَالوَحشُ تَبكي شَجوَها
لَمّاwhen أَتىcame عَنهُabout him الخَبَرthe news
لَمّا أَتى عَنهُ الخَبَر
And the wild beasts weep their sorrow,
Wild beasts cry their anguish
When the news of him arrived.
When the news of him came
المِدرَهُthe eloquent spokesman الفَيّاضُthe lavishly generous one يَحمِلُshoulders
المِدرَهُ الفَيّاضُ يَحمِلُ
عَنon behalf of عَشيرَتِهِhis clan الكِبَرthe heavy burdens
عَن عَشيرَتِهِ الكِبَر
The eloquent, open-handed spokesman shoulders
The generous, overflowing rain cloud
The heavy burdens on behalf of his clan.
Bears the burden for his people
يُعطيhe gives الجَزيلَabundant gifts وَلاand does not يَمُنَّremind others of his favors
يُعطي الجَزيلَ وَلا يَمُنَّ
وَلَيسَand is not شيمَتُهُhis disposition العَسَرstinginess
وَلَيسَ شيمَتُهُ العَسَر
He gives abundantly, never reminding others of his favors,
He gives abundantly, never stingy
And stinginess is not his nature.
Generosity is his way
وَيليwoe to me عَلَيهِfor him وَيلَةًa cry of woe
وَيلي عَلَيهِ وَيلَةً
أَصبَحتُI have become حِصنيmy fortress مُنكَسِرshattered
أَصبَحتُ حِصني مُنكَسِر
Woe is me for him—what woe!
Woe to me for his loss
I am left with my fortress shattered.
My fortress lies broken