بعدafter خَمسٍfive years جِئْتِنيyou came to me، ياO ذكرياتيmy memories
بعد خَمسٍ جِئْتِني، يا ذكرياتي
والأمانيand hopes بَيْنَbetween موتٍdeath وحياةِand life
والأماني بَيْنَ موتٍ وحياةِ
After five years you came to me, O my memories,
After five long years you've come to me, oh memories
with hopes between death and life.
And dreams between life and death
بعدafter خَمْسٍfive years، ياoh لهَاfor them (exclamation) فيamong السنواتِthe years
بعد خَمْسٍ، يا لهَا في السنواتِ
حَمَلَتْthey bore كلَّall ذنوبsins الكائناتِof creation
حَمَلَتْ كلَّ ذنوب الكائناتِ
After five—what years among the years!
After five years, oh how much sin
They bore all the sins of creation.
Have those years carried of all creatures
صَاحcried out فيهاwithin them زُحَلٌSaturn بالظلماتِwith darkness
صَاح فيها زُحَلٌ بالظلماتِ
فَطَوَتْso they folded away نجميmy star وسدَّتْand they blocked طُرُقَاتِيmy paths
فَطَوَتْ نجمي وسدَّتْ طُرُقَاتِي
Within them Saturn cried out with darkness,
Saturn roared into the darkness
so they folded away my star and barred my paths,
Covering my star and blocking my paths
وَرَمَتْand they cast شمليmy gathered circle ببينٍwith separation وشتاتِand dispersal
وَرَمَتْ شملي ببينٍ وشتاتِ
والصِّبَاand youth نشوانُintoxicated والحبُّand love مؤاتيwilling
والصِّبَا نشوانُ والحبُّ مؤاتي
and cast my circle into parting and dispersal,
Scattering my aspirations into separation
while youth was intoxicated and love was willing.
While youth and love remain my companions
فاحفظيهاso preserve them فيamong المآسيthe tragedies الخَالداتِeverlasting
فاحفظيها في المآسي الخَالداتِ
أوor دعيهاleave them واذكريand recall ليfor me خطَراتيmy passing thoughts
أو دعيها واذكري لي خطَراتي
So preserve them among the everlasting tragedies,
So keep them amidst eternal tragedies
or leave them, and recall for me my passing thoughts.
Or leave them and remind me of my whims
أرجعيreturn ليto me بعضَsome أحلاميof my dreams، وهاتيand bring
أرجعي لي بعضَ أحلامي، وهاتي
صَفْوَthe purity أنغاميof my melodies، وردِّيand restore صدحَاتيmy ringing songs
صَفْوَ أنغامي، وردِّي صدحَاتي
Return some of my dreams to me, and bring
Bring back some of my dreams, fetch
the purity of my melodies, and restore my ringing songs.
The essence of my melodies, and make my poems echo again
حدِّثيtell of ليلةthe night خُضْنَاwe ventured into «الأبيضاthe White Nile»
حدِّثي ليلة خُضْنَا «الأبيضا»
فيin سكونٍstillness خِفْتُهُI feared it أنthat ينبضاit might pulse
في سكونٍ خِفْتُهُ أن ينبضا
Tell of the night we ventured onto the White Nile,
Tell me of the night we called out the "White One"
in a stillness I feared might pulse,
In stillness I feared would cease
ودُجًىand darkness كالسُّخْطِlike wrath منfrom بعدafter الرضاcontentment
ودُجًى كالسُّخْطِ من بعد الرضا
قدalready دعوناwe called upon نجمَهُits star أنto يُغمضاclose its eyes
قد دعونا نجمَهُ أن يُغمضا
and darkness like wrath after contentment.
And darkness like anger after pleasure
We had asked its star to close its eyes;
We begged its star to close
جثمcrouched الرعبُterror عليهupon it فنضاso it bared
جثم الرعبُ عليه فنضا
لججًاdeep waters سودَاblack وظلًّاand a shadow مُقْبِضَاoppressive
لججًا سودَا وظلًّا مُقْبِضَا
terror crouched upon it, and it bared
Terror crouched over it and it melted away
black depths and an oppressive shadow.
Into black waves and stifling shadows
كلماwhenever عودُa stick ثقابٍa match أوflashed (first fragment) مضاflashed (second fragment)
كلما عودُ ثقابٍ أو مضا
دفَعdrove «النيلَthe Nile» وأرغىand foamed، ومضىand swept on
دفَع «النيلَ» وأرغى، ومضى
Whenever a matchstick flashed,
Whenever the spark of flint flashed
it drove the Nile, foamed, and swept on,
It pushed back "the Nile" and overflowed, then passed
يُنْذِرُwarning الركبthe passengers فماجواso they surged رُكَّضَاrunning
يُنْذِرُ الركب فماجوا رُكَّضَا
وادَّعىand claimed منهمamong them خبيثٌa malicious one عرَّضاhe insinuated
وادَّعى منهم خبيثٌ عرَّضا
warning the passengers, who surged about, running.
Warning the caravan who scrambled frightened
And a malicious one among them claimed, insinuating,
When a wicked one falsely claimed
أنَّthat نجمًاa star «هتلريًّاHitlerite» مُغْرِضًاill-intentioned
أنَّ نجمًا «هتلريًّا» مُغْرِضًا
شَعَّblazed نارًاfire وتوارىand vanished فيin الفضاspace
شَعَّ نارًا وتوارى في الفضا
that an ill-intentioned Hitlerite star
A "Hitlerite" star flared up fire and hid in space
had blazed with fire and vanished into space.
My memories, how did you come to me?
ذكرياتيmy memories كيفhow أقبلتِyou came إليَّاto me؟
ذكرياتي كيف أقبلتِ إليَّا؟
كيفhow جُزْتِyou crossed البرَّthe land والبحرَand the sea القصيَّاfar-off؟
كيف جُزْتِ البرَّ والبحرَ القصيَّا؟
My memories, how did you come to me?
How did you cross land and sea to reach me?
How did you cross the land and the far-off sea?
How did you traverse a bloody universe
كيفhow خُضْتِyou plunged through الكونthe universe لجًّاa deep sea دمويَّاbloody
كيف خُضْتِ الكون لجًّا دمويَّا
وشُواظًاand a smokeless blaze طاغِيَraging النارin fire عتيَّاfierce؟
وشُواظًا طاغِيَ النار عتيَّا؟
How did you plunge through the universe, a bloody deep,
And raging fires, you indomitable ones?
and a fierce blaze of raging fire?
My memories, renew this legend
ذكرياتيmy memories جدِّديrenew هذاthis الرويَّاrhyme
ذكرياتي جدِّدي هذا الرويَّا
وابْعثيهِand revive it نغمًاas a melody عذبًاsweet شجيَّاpoignant
وابْعثيهِ نغمًا عذبًا شجيَّا
My memories, renew this rhyme,
And turn it into a sweet, passionate melody
and revive it as a sweet, poignant melody.
It's no wonder you return it to me
ماnot عجيبٌa wonder أنthat تردِّيهِyou return it عليَّاto me
ما عجيبٌ أن تردِّيهِ عليَّا
بلrather عجيبٌa wonder أننيthat I لاnot زلتُhave ceased to be حيَّاalive
بل عجيبٌ أنني لا زلتُ حيَّا
It is no wonder that you return it to me;
But it's amazing I'm still alive
rather, the wonder is that I am still alive,
To receive you, with my cup in hand
أتلقَّاكِI receive you، وكأسيand my cup فيin يديَّاmy hands
أتلقَّاكِ، وكأسي في يديَّا
ونشيديand my song ضارعٌpleading فيon شفتيَّاmy lips
ونشيدي ضارعٌ في شفتيَّا
receiving you, my cup in my hands,
And my poem competing on my lips
and my song pleading on my lips.
Your joyful spirits call me:
طافcircled بيaround me شاديكِyour singer يدعونيcalling me مَلِيَّاfor a long while:
طاف بي شاديكِ يدعوني مَلِيَّا:
أيهاO الملَّاحُsailor، حانhas come الوقتُthe time، هيَّاcome along؟
أيها الملَّاحُ، حان الوقتُ، هيَّا؟
Your singer circled me, calling me for a long while:
Oh sailor, the time has come - onwards!
O sailor, the time has come—come along!
It's time to unfurl the fluttering sail
حانhas come أنthat ننشرwe unfurl خفَّاقfluttering الشراعِthe sail
حان أن ننشر خفَّاق الشراعِ
ياO سفينيmy ship ويكِah, you!! هيَّاcome along! لاdo not تُراعِيbe afraid
يا سفيني ويكِ! هيَّا! لا تُراعِي
The time has come to unfurl the fluttering sail.
My ship, onwards! Do not hesitate
O my ship, ah! Come, do not be afraid!
The sea approaches after abstaining
قدalready تدانىhas drawn near البحرُthe sea منfrom بعدafter امتناعِinaccessibility
قد تدانى البحرُ من بعد امتناعِ
وغَدَتْand has become «فينيسياVenice» قيدَthe span of ذراعِan arm
وغَدَتْ «فينيسيا» قيدَ ذراعِ
The sea has drawn near after being beyond reach,
And Venice is within reach
and Venice is now an arm's length away.
This paradise, alas, what snakes!
هذهthis الجنَّةُparadise، ياO ويحwoe to الأفاعيthe serpents!
هذه الجنَّةُ، يا ويح الأفاعي!
نفثتْthey breathed فيinto زهرهاits flowers سُمَّthe poison الخداعِof deceit!!
نفثتْ في زهرها سُمَّ الخداعِ!!
This paradise—woe to the serpents!
They've breathed deception into its flowers!!
They breathed the poison of deceit into its flowers!
Oh, spare me talk of conflict
آهah، دعنيleave me منfrom أحاديثtales الصراعِof strife
آه، دعني من أحاديث الصراعِ
ضاعwas lost عمريmy life! ويحَalas للعمرfor life المضاعِwasted
ضاع عمري! ويحَ للعمر المضاعِ
Ah, spare me tales of strife.
My life is wasted! Woe to wasted life!
My life is lost! Alas for a wasted life!
So seek out a moment of love and delight
فالتمسso seek نَهْزَةَan opportunity حُبٍّfor love ومتاعِand pleasure
فالتمس نَهْزَةَ حُبٍّ ومتاعِ
تحتbeneath أُفْقٍa horizon صادحٍsinging صافيclear الشعاعِin radiance
تحت أُفْقٍ صادحٍ صافي الشعاعِ
So seek a chance for love and pleasure
Under a clear, resounding horizon
beneath a singing horizon, clear in its radiance.
My sail, roam those lands
ياO شراعيmy sail، طُفْroam بهاتيكَthrough those البقاعِregions
يا شراعي، طُفْ بهاتيكَ البقاعِ
وتهيَّأْand prepare للقاءٍfor a meeting ووداعِand farewell!
وتهيَّأْ للقاءٍ ووداعِ!
O my sail, roam through those regions,
And prepare for meeting and farewell!
and prepare for meeting and farewell!
O sea! What has my ship seen?
أيُّهاO البحرsea! سفينيmy ship ماwhat عَرَاهَاbefell her؟
أيُّها البحر! سفيني ما عَرَاهَا؟
رنَّحتهاrocked her نبأةٌa faint sound رقَّgrew gentle صداهاits echo
رنَّحتها نبأةٌ رقَّ صداها
O sea! What has befallen my ship?
Did it moan from soft tidings?
A faint sound has rocked her, its echo tender.
Or is it truly nearing its end
أوَحقًّاand is it true قَرُبَتْdrew near منto منتهاهاits end
أوَحقًّا قَرُبَتْ من منتهاها
هذهthis المحنةُordeal وانجابand has lifted دُجاهاits darkness؟
هذه المحنةُ وانجاب دُجاها؟
And has it truly drawn near its end—
Will this ordeal eclipse its darkness?
this ordeal—and has its darkness lifted?
Tomorrow will the world meet its end
أغدًاtomorrow? تستقبلwill welcome الدنياthe world مُنَاهاits wishes
أغدًا تستقبل الدنيا مُنَاها
حرَّةًfree تشدوsinging بمكنونwith the hidden depths of هواهاits love؟
حرَّةً تشدو بمكنون هواها؟
Will the world tomorrow welcome its wishes,
Freely singing its hidden passions?
free, singing the hidden depths of its love?
And will I see freedom too dear to defend
وأرىand I see حُرِّيَّةًfreedom عَزَّhas grown mighty حِماهاits sanctuary
وأرى حُرِّيَّةً عَزَّ حِماها
لمnot يُضِعْhas forfeited عُقباهُhis final reward منwho ماتdied فداهاto redeem it؟
لم يُضِعْ عُقباهُ من مات فداها؟
And shall I see a freedom whose sanctuary is inviolable,
Not placed by those who died for it?
for which those who died in sacrifice have not lost their final reward?
O East! Look! Do you see?
أيُّهاO الشرقEast! تأملْlook closely!! أتَراهاdo you see it؟
أيُّها الشرق! تأملْ!! أتَراها؟
أنتyou مِنْamong داراتِهَاits circles أينwhere سَنَاهاits radiance؟
أنت مِنْ داراتِهَا أين سَنَاها؟
O East, look closely! Do you see it?
You are of its homes - where did you lead it?
You are among its circles—where is its radiance?
You defended it and preceded its steps
ذُدْتَyou defended عنهاon its behalf وتقدمتَand you went ahead of خُطاهَاits steps
ذُدْتَ عنها وتقدمتَ خُطاهَا
يومthe day قالواthey said: خَسِرَhas lost الحربَthe war فتاهاits young champion!
يوم قالوا: خَسِرَ الحربَ فتاها!
You defended it and went ahead of its steps
When they said: Its youth has lost the war!
on the day they said, 'Its young champion has lost the war!'
What good news does the crooked tune sing?
أيَّwhat بشرىglad tidings زفَّهاheralded it أرخمُthe most melodious لحنِmelody؟
أيَّ بشرى زفَّها أرخمُ لحنِ؟
منwho تُراهdo you suppose he is ذلكthat الطيفapparition المغنِّيsinging؟
من تُراه ذلك الطيف المغنِّي؟
What glad tidings did the most melodious tune herald?
Who is that shadowy singer?
Who do you think that singing apparition is?
His voice touched my heart when it touched my ear
مسَّtouched قلبيmy heart صوتُهُhis voice إذْwhen مسَّtouched أُذنيmy ear
مسَّ قلبي صوتُهُ إذْ مسَّ أُذني
ألِحُبٍّfor love?، أمor لسلْمٍfor peace، أمor تمنِّيa wish؟
ألِحُبٍّ، أم لسلْمٍ، أم تمنِّي؟
His voice touched my heart as it touched my ear.
Of love, or peace, or wishing?
Is it for love, or for peace, or a wish?
O herald of peace, my judgment does not doubt you
ياO بشيرherald السِّلمof peace، لاmay not يكذِبْكَbelie you ظنِّيmy expectation
يا بشير السِّلم، لا يكذِبْكَ ظنِّي
أناI ظمآنُthirsty إلىfor الشدوsong، فزِدنيso give me more
أنا ظمآنُ إلى الشدو، فزِدني
O herald of peace, may my hope not belie you.
I thirst for song, so give me more
I thirst for song, so give me more.
Five passed me in silence and sadness
عبرتْpassed بيover me الخمسُthe five years فيin صمتٍsilence وحُزْنِand sorrow
عبرتْ بي الخمسُ في صمتٍ وحُزْنِ
أيُّwhat خمسٍfive years بعدهاafter them تمتدُّwill extend سِنِّيmy life؟
أيُّ خمسٍ بعدها تمتدُّ سِنِّي؟
The five years passed over me in silence and sorrow.
After them what years lengthen my days?
Through what five years will my life stretch after these?
My heart cries: If you leave me you are not mine
صاحcried قلبيmy heart: إنْif تَدعْنيyou abandon me لستَyou are not منِّيof me
صاح قلبي: إنْ تَدعْني لستَ منِّي
افتحopen البابthe door ونَحِّand remove القيْدَthe shackle عَنِّيfrom me
افتح الباب ونَحِّ القيْدَ عَنِّي
My heart cried: 'If you abandon me, you are not of me.
Open the door and loosen the shackles from me
Open the door and remove the shackle from me.
Ah, let me see the world, let me
آهِah، دعنيlet me أُبصرsee العالَمthe world دعنيlet me
آهِ، دعني أُبصر العالَم دعني
قدalready سئمتُI have grown weary اليومtoday فيin أرضِيَmy land سجنيmy prison!
قد سئمتُ اليوم في أرضِيَ سجني!
Ah, let me see the world—let me!
I'm tired today of the prison that is my land!
Today I have tired of my prison in my own land!'
I have no desire for any place, none!
ماwhy ثوائيmy staying فيin مكانٍone place، ماwhy ثوائيmy staying!
ما ثوائي في مكانٍ، ما ثوائي!
هوit ذاthis الفجرُthe dawn فهبُّواso rise أصدقائيmy friends!
هو ذا الفجرُ فهبُّوا أصدقائي!
Why should I remain in one place—why should I remain!
Open my window across space
Here is the dawn—rise, my friends!
Open it so I can see the sky's color
اِفتحواopen نافذتيmy window عَبْرَacross الفضاءِspace
اِفتحوا نافذتي عَبْرَ الفضاءِ
اِفتحوهاopen it لأرىso I may see لونَthe color السماءِof the sky
اِفتحوها لأرى لونَ السماءِ
Open my window onto the open sky;
In shadows of peace or light of serenity
open it so I may see the sky's color
My lyre will sing for my poetry and anthems
فيin ظلالِthe shade السِّلمof peace أوor نورِthe light الصفاءِof serenity
في ظلالِ السِّلم أو نورِ الصفاءِ
حنَّyearned قيثاريmy lyre لشعريfor my poetry وغنائيand my song
حنَّ قيثاري لشعري وغنائي
in the shade of peace or the light of serenity.
So let me sing amid waves of light
My lyre has yearned for my poetry and song.
And let me meet above the lakes, my friends
فانشُدونيso seek me بينamong أمواجwaves الضياءِof light
فانشُدوني بين أمواج الضياءِ
وانشُدواand seek فوقabove «البحيراتِthe lakes» لقائيa meeting with me
وانشُدوا فوق «البحيراتِ» لقائي
So seek me among the waves of light,
Do not say: How can he complain of enduring
and seek a meeting with me above the lakes.
A poet in a land of plenty?
لاdo not تقولواsay: كيفhow يشكوdoes he complain منof بقاءِstaying
لا تقولوا: كيف يشكو من بقاءِ
شاعرٌa poet فيin موطنٍa homeland حاليsweet الرواءِin appearance؟
شاعرٌ في موطنٍ حالي الرواءِ؟
Do not say: 'How can he complain of staying,
You've wronged my call, O friends
a poet in a homeland so fair to behold?'
And do not know a poet's life!
قدindeed ظلمتمyou wronged دعوتيmy plea، ياO أصدقائيmy friends
قد ظلمتم دعوتي، يا أصدقائي
وجهلتمand you failed to understand ماwhat حياةُthe life الشعراءِof poets!!
وجهلتم ما حياةُ الشعراءِ!!
You have wronged my plea, my friends,
O daughter of the "girdle", greetings
and failed to understand what the life of poets is!
And passion, not blame or find fault
ياO ابنةdaughter «الإيزارof the Isar» حُيِّيتِyou are greeted، سلامَاwith peace
يا ابنة «الإيزار» حُيِّيتِ، سلامَا
وغرامًاand love، لاnot عتابًاreproach، لاnot ملامَاblame
وغرامًا، لا عتابًا، لا ملامَا
O daughter of the Isar, greetings of peace to you,
This war a tyrant roused to fury
and love—no reproach, no blame.
He made like your valley, establishing his rule
هذهthis الحربُwar التيwhich راعتterrified ضرامَاwith blazing fire
هذه الحربُ التي راعت ضرامَا
شَبَّهاhe kindled it طاغٍa tyrant بواديكِin your valley أقامَاsettled
شَبَّها طاغٍ بواديكِ أقامَا
This war that terrified with its blaze
You tasted estrangement, sorrow, and illness
was kindled by a tyrant who settled in your valley.
Does it not please you to stay in Egypt?
ذُقْتِyou tasted فيin الغربةexile وجدًاlonging وسَقامَاand sickness
ذُقْتِ في الغربة وجدًا وسَقامَا
أتُراهاdo you suppose it لمnot تَطِبْwas pleasant مصرُEgypt مُقامَاas a dwelling؟
أتُراها لم تَطِبْ مصرُ مُقامَا؟
In exile you tasted longing and sickness.
Egypt was always home to those who loved her
Do you think Egypt was not a pleasant dwelling?
She never broke a pact or slackened a bond
مصرُEgypt كانتwas لمحبِّيهاfor those who love her دوامَاalways
مصرُ كانت لمحبِّيها دوامَا
لمdid not تُضِعْlet go to waste عهدًاa pledge ولمand did not تَخْفُرْviolate ذمامَاa bond of protection
لم تُضِعْ عهدًا ولم تَخْفُرْ ذمامَا
Egypt has always, for those who love her,
So remember tomorrow the noble lovers
kept her pledges and never violated a bond.
If memories of them bring you discomfort
فاذكريso remember فيin الغدtomorrow أحبابًاloved ones كرامَاnoble
فاذكري في الغد أحبابًا كرامَا
إنْif ألمَّتْvisited بكupon you ذكراهاmemory of her لِمامَاfleetingly
إنْ ألمَّتْ بك ذكراها لِمامَا
So remember tomorrow some noble loved ones,
And remember some of her ancient nights
if memory of her visits you fleetingly,
On banks that carried your worries away
واذكريand remember بعضsome لياليهاof her nights القُدَامَىof old
واذكري بعض لياليها القُدَامَى
فيon ضفافٍbanks حَمَلَتْcarried عنكِaway from you الهُيامَاlovesick longing
في ضفافٍ حَمَلَتْ عنكِ الهُيامَا
and remember some of her nights of old
On banks where all that is there is beautiful
on banks that bore away your lovesick longing.
Growing plants, irrigation, and towering palms
فيon ضفافٍbanks كلُّall ماthat which فيهاis in them جميلْbeautiful
في ضفافٍ كلُّ ما فيها جميلْ
تُنْبِتُmake sprout الحُبذَlove (apparent typo)، وتُنْميand nurture وتُنِيلْand bestow
تُنْبِتُ الحُبذَ، وتُنْمي وتُنِيلْ
On banks where everything is beautiful,
Dawn coming upon them, genuine
they make love sprout, nurture it, and bestow it.
Among willows, nymphs, and palms
يخطرُglides الفجرdawn عليهاover them والأصيلْand late afternoon
يخطرُ الفجر عليها والأصيلْ
بينamong صفصافٍwillows، وحورٍand poplars، ونخيلْand palms
بين صفصافٍ، وحورٍ، ونخيلْ
Dawn and late afternoon glide over them
Hathor's hand is upon all that is beautiful
among willows, poplars, and palms.
Spreading light on every path
يَدُthe hand «هاتورof Hathor» علىupon كلevery جميلْbeautiful thing
يَدُ «هاتور» على كل جميلْ
تنشرُscatters النُّوَّارَblossoms فيalong كلِّevery سبيلْpath
تنشرُ النُّوَّارَ في كلِّ سبيلْ
Hathor's hand is upon every beautiful thing,
And Osiris on the shaded banks
scattering blossoms along every path.
Pressing wine and watering the creek
وand«أزوريسُOsiris» علىon الشطِّthe shore الظليلْshaded
و«أزوريسُ» على الشطِّ الظليلْ
يَعْصِرُpresses الخمرَwine، ويَسْقِيand serves السلسبيلْSalsabil (sweet flowing water)
يَعْصِرُ الخمرَ، ويَسْقِي السلسبيلْ
And Osiris, on the shaded shore,
This is Egypt, home and tribe!
presses wine and pours Salsabil.
Does it have a parallel in this world?
هذهthis مصرُEgypt ديارًاin dwellings وقبيلْand people!
هذه مصرُ ديارًا وقبيلْ!
ألهاdoes she have فيin هذهthis الدُّنْيَاworld مثيلْan equal؟
ألها في هذه الدُّنْيَا مثيلْ؟
This is Egypt, her dwellings and her people!
Wondrous am I, and wondrous my words!
Does she have an equal in this world?
How can they call me away from it tomorrow?
عجبًاhow strange ليof me، وعجيبٌand strange ماwhat أقولI say!
عجبًا لي، وعجيبٌ ما أقول!
كيفhow يدعونيcalls me غدًاtomorrow عنهاaway from her الرحيلْdeparture؟!
كيف يدعوني غدًا عنها الرحيلْ؟!
How strange I am, and strange is what I say!
How can departure call me away from her tomorrow?
Partial English translation: 106 of 108 Arabic lines translated.