أَلا هَلْ يُفيقُ الدَّهْرُ مِنْ سَكراتِهِ

أَلا هَلْ يُفيقُ الدَّهْرُ مِنْ سَكراتِهِ

وَيَرْفَضُّ عَن أَجْفانِهِ طارِقُ الحُلْمِ

وَيَرْفَضُّ عَن أَجْفانِهِ طارِقُ الحُلْمِ

Ah, will Time awaken from its drunken stupors,

Will time not awaken from its intoxications

and the night-visitor of dreams disperse from its eyelids,

And cast off the veils of sleep from its eyes?

وَيَلْمَعُ طاغِي الشَّفْرَتَيْنِ بِراحَتِي

وَيَلْمَعُ طاغِي الشَّفْرَتَيْنِ بِراحَتِي

وَراءَ عَجاجٍ راشِحٍ بِدَمٍ سَجْمِ

وَراءَ عَجاجٍ راشِحٍ بِدَمٍ سَجْمِ

and a blade fierce on both edges gleam in my palm,

Will the tyrant of the two lips not shine with my palm

behind a dust-cloud dripping with streaming blood?

Behind a clattering, blood-dripping bow?

وَلي صاحِبٌ مِنْ عَبْدِ شَمْسٍ إِذا انْتَمى

وَلي صاحِبٌ مِنْ عَبْدِ شَمْسٍ إِذا انْتَمى

تَسَنَّمَ أَعْلَى ذِرْوَةِ الشَّرَفِ الضَّخْمِ

تَسَنَّمَ أَعْلَى ذِرْوَةِ الشَّرَفِ الضَّخْمِ

And I have a companion of ʿAbd Shams; when he names his lineage,

I have a companion from the slaves of the sun - when he aspires

he ascends the highest summit of great nobility.

He climbs to the peak of mighty glory.

نَأَى فَأَثارَ الحَرْبَ يَصْرِفُ نابَها

نَأَى فَأَثارَ الحَرْبَ يَصْرِفُ نابَها

عَلَيَّ زَمانٌ كانَ يَجْنَحُ لِلسِّلمِ

عَلَيَّ زَمانٌ كانَ يَجْنَحُ لِلسِّلمِ

He went far away; then war was roused, its fang turned

He turned away and stirred up war, directing its fury at me -

against me by Time, which once inclined toward peace.

An era that once inclined toward peace.

فَلا زالَ يَرْويهِ الغَمامُ إِذا هَمى

فَلا زالَ يَرْويهِ الغَمامُ إِذا هَمى

بِما في ثُغورِ البارِقاتِ مِنَ الظَّلْمِ

بِما في ثُغورِ البارِقاتِ مِنَ الظَّلْمِ

So may the clouds never cease to water him whenever they pour down,

So it does not cease to be watered by clouds whenever it intends

with the moisture in the mouths of the gleaming ones.

What darkness lies in the breaches of lightnings.