صَكَكتَyou struck عَلىagainst سُلَيمانَSulayman بنِson of وَهبٍWahb
صَكَكتَ عَلى سُلَيمانَ بنِ وَهبٍ
أَباO Abu (father of) حَسَنٍHasan بِديوانِat the bureau of البَريدِthe post
أَبا حَسَنٍ بِديوانِ البَريدِ
You dealt a blow to Sulayman ibn Wahb,
You blamed Sulaiman ibn Wahb
O Abu Hasan, at the postal bureau.
Abu Hasan in the post office
وَآلُand the family of أَبيAbu (father of) الوَزيرِal-Wazir (the vizier) رَغَوتَyou bellowed فيهِمamong them
وَآلُ أَبي الوَزيرِ رَغَوتَ فيهِم
رُغاءَthe bellowing of البُكرِthe young camel فيin واديthe valley of ثَمودِThamud
رُغاءَ البُكرِ في وادي ثَمودِ
And among the family of Abu al-Wazir you bellowed
And the family of Abul Wazir you barked at them
Like the young camel's bellow in the valley of Thamud.
The barking of a young camel in the valley of Thamud
وَأَمّاand as for أَحمَدُAhmad بنُson of أَبيAbi (father of) دُؤادٍDu'ad
وَأَمّا أَحمَدُ بنُ أَبي دُؤادٍ
فَقَدso indeed أَيتَمتَyou orphaned مِنهُof him أَباAbu (father of) الوَليدِal-Walid
فَقَد أَيتَمتَ مِنهُ أَبا الوَليدِ
And as for Ahmad ibn Abi Du'ad,
As for Ahmad ibn Abi Du'ad
You have indeed left Abu al-Walid orphaned by his loss.
Indeed, from him you have orphaned Abul Walid
فَشَدَّso may He strengthen اللَهُGod مِنof بَغدادَBaghdad رُكناًa pillar
فَشَدَّ اللَهُ مِن بَغدادَ رُكناً
وَسَلَّمَand may He keep safe مِنكَfrom you أَولادَthe children of الرَشيدِal-Rashid
وَسَلَّمَ مِنكَ أَولادَ الرَشيدِ
So may God strengthen a pillar of Baghdad,
So God has strengthened a pillar from Baghdad
And keep al-Rashid's children safe from you.
And saved from you the children of al-Rashid
وَكُلُّand every مَديحَةٍpraise-poem لَكَof yours فيabout أُناسٍpeople
وَكُلُّ مَديحَةٍ لَكَ في أُناسٍ
فَإِنَّthen indeed مَصيرَهاits end ياO عَينُeye جوديpour forth tears
فَإِنَّ مَصيرَها يا عَينُ جودي
And every praise-poem of yours about people—
And any praise poem for you among people
Its end is surely: 'O eye, pour forth tears!'
Its destination, O most generous one, is
وَأَيَّةُand what نِعمَةٍblessing لَمhave not تَرمِyou cast فيهاinto it
وَأَيَّةُ نِعمَةٍ لَم تَرمِ فيها
بِشُؤمٍwith ill luck مِنكَfrom you يَثلِمُcuts notches فيin الحَديدِiron
بِشُؤمٍ مِنكَ يَثلِمُ في الحَديدِ
And into what blessing have you not cast
And which blessing have you not thrown
Ill luck from you that cuts notches in iron?
At it an omen of ill from you that pierces like iron
حَنانَيكَI beg your mercy اِرحَمِhave pity on الشُعَراءَthe poets وَاِمنُنand bestow a favor
حَنانَيكَ اِرحَمِ الشُعَراءَ وَاِمنُن
عَلَيهِمon them بِاِجتِنابِby avoiding أَبيAbu (father of) سَعيدِSa'id
عَلَيهِم بِاِجتِنابِ أَبي سَعيدِ
I beg your mercy! Pity the poets, and bestow a favor
Your compassion - have mercy on the poets and be generous
On them by avoiding Abu Sa'id.
To them by avoiding Abi Sa'id