علىon الصخرةِthe rock البيضاءِwhite ظللنيshaded me الدُّجىdarkness
على الصخرةِ البيضاءِ ظللني الدُّجى
أسِرُّI whisper إلىto الواديthe valley نجيَّةَa whispered confidence شاعرِof a poet
أسِرُّ إلى الوادي نجيَّةَ شاعرِ
On the white rock, darkness cast its shade over me;
On the white rock the shadows shaded me,
I whisper a poet's secret to the valley.
I confide to the valley the rescue of a poet,
سمعتُI heard هديرَthe roar البحرof the sea حوليaround me فهاجَand so stirred بيwithin me
سمعتُ هديرَ البحر حولي فهاجَ بي
خوالجَthe stirrings قلبٍof a heart مزبدfoaming اللجِّthe depths هادرِroaring
خوالجَ قلبٍ مزبد اللجِّ هادرِ
I heard the sea roar around me, and it stirred within me
I heard the roar of the sea around me, so it raged in me
the stirrings of a heart whose depths foam and roar.
The turmoil of a foaming, raging heart,
وقفتُI stood أشيعُI spread الفكرَthought فيهاthrough them، كأنماas though
وقفتُ أشيعُ الفكرَ فيها، كأنما
إلىtoward الشاطئِthe shore المجهولِunknown يسبحُswims خاطريmy thought
إلى الشاطئِ المجهولِ يسبحُ خاطري
I stood, letting thought spread through them, as though
I stood broadcasting the thought in it, as if
my thought were swimming toward the unknown shore.
My mind was swimming to the unknown shore,
وقدand already نشرَspread الغربُthe west الحزينُsorrowful ظلالَهُits shadows
وقد نشرَ الغربُ الحزينُ ظلالَهُ
علىover ثَبَجِthe crests الأمواجِof the waves، شُعْثَdisheveled الغدائرِthe tresses
على ثَبَجِ الأمواجِ، شُعْثَ الغدائرِ
And the sorrowful west had spread its shadows
And the sad West has spread its shadows
over the crests of the waves, with their disheveled tresses.
On the folds of the waves, disheveled from traveling,
ومنand from خَلْفهاbehind them تبدوappear النخيلُthe palms كأنهاas though they were
ومن خَلْفها تبدو النخيلُ كأنها
خيالاتُphantoms جِنٍّof jinn أوor ظلالُshadows مساحرِof sorcerers
خيالاتُ جِنٍّ أو ظلالُ مساحرِ
And behind them the palms appear as though they were
Behind it, the palms appear as if they are
phantoms of jinn or shadows of sorcerers.
Jinns' illusions or shadows of sorcerers,
ألاah ماwhat لهذاwith this البحرsea غضبانَenraged مثلماjust as
ألا ما لهذا البحر غضبانَ مثلما
تَنَفَّسُbreathes فيهthrough it الريحُthe wind عنfrom صدرِthe breast ثائرِof a rebel
تَنَفَّسُ فيه الريحُ عن صدرِ ثائرِ
Ah, what ails this sea, so enraged, as though
Oh why does this sea rage like
the wind breathed through it from a rebel's breast?
The wind breathes in its rebellious chest,
لقدindeed غمرengulfed الأكواخَthe huts فوقupon صخورهits rocks
لقد غمر الأكواخَ فوق صخوره
ولجَّand plunged بهاwith them فيinto موجهِits waves المتزائرِroaring at one another
ولجَّ بها في موجهِ المتزائرِ
It has engulfed the huts upon its rocks
It flooded the huts over its rocks
and plunged them into its waves, roaring at one another.
And hit them with its visiting wave,
وأنحىand attacked علىupon قطَّانهاtheir inhabitants غيرَnot مُشْفقٍfeeling pity
وأنحى على قطَّانها غيرَ مُشْفقٍ
بهمfor them أوor مجيلٍturning فيهمُupon them عينَan eye باصرِof one who sees
بهم أو مجيلٍ فيهمُ عينَ باصرِ
And it fell upon their inhabitants, neither feeling pity
And it tilted their huts without pity
for them nor turning a seeing eye upon them.
With them or a beholder among them,
وماand what ليwith me كأنِّيas though I أبصرُsee الليلَthe night فوقهabove it
وما لي كأنِّي أبصرُ الليلَ فوقه
يرفُّflutters كطيفٍlike a phantom فيin السماواتِthe heavens حائرِbewildered
يرفُّ كطيفٍ في السماواتِ حائرِ
And what ails me, that I seem to see the night above it,
And it is as if I see the night above it
fluttering like a bewildered phantom in the heavens?
Wandering like a specter in the confused heavens,
ألاah أينَwhere صيادوهُits fishermen فوقupon ضفافِهits shores
ألا أينَ صيادوهُ فوق ضفافِه
يهيمونthey roam فيthrough خُلجانهits bays والجزائرِand the islands
يهيمون في خُلجانه والجزائرِ
Ah, where are its fishermen upon its shores,
Oh where are its fishermen over its banks
roaming through its bays and islands,
Wandering in its bays and islands?
«وبحَّارةُand the sailors» الواديof the valley تلفَّعُwrap themselves بالدُّجىin darkness
«وبحَّارةُ» الوادي تلفَّعُ بالدُّجى
وَتُنْشِدُand sing ألحانَthe melodies الربيعof spring المباكرِearly-arriving
وَتُنْشِدُ ألحانَ الربيع المباكرِ
and the valley's sailors, cloaking themselves in darkness
The valley’s “sailors” are clad with shadows
and singing the melodies of early spring?
And they chant the melodies of early spring,
لقدindeed غرقواthey drowned فيin إثرthe wake of أكواخهمtheir huts، بهin it
لقد غرقوا في إثر أكواخهم، به
وماand did not لمسواthey felt منfrom حكمِهِits judgment عفوَclemency قادرِof one with power
وما لمسوا من حكمِهِ عفوَ قادرِ
They drowned in it, in the wake of their huts,
They drowned in the wake of their huts, with it
and found in its judgment no clemency from one with power.
And they did not touch any of its mercy from the Able,
وسجَّاهُمُand shrouded them باليمِّwith the sea زاخرُsurging موجهِits waves
وسجَّاهُمُ باليمِّ زاخرُ موجهِ
وأنزلَهمand lodged them منهof it فسيحَspacious المقابرِgraves
وأنزلَهم منه فسيحَ المقابرِ
And its surging waves shrouded them with the sea
And it imprisoned them in its turbulent wave
and lodged them in its spacious graves.
And brought them down from it to the spacious graves,
أصِخْlisten closely أيهاO الوادِيvalley أماis there not منكfrom you صرخةٌa cry
أصِخْ أيها الوادِي أما منك صرخةٌ
يُدوِّيresounds صداهاits echo فيin عميقthe depths السرائرِinnermost thoughts؟!
يُدوِّي صداها في عميق السرائرِ؟!
Listen, O valley—is there no cry from you
Cry out, oh valley, is there no cry from you
whose echo resounds in the deepest recesses of the heart?
That echoes deeply in the minds?!
أتعلمُdo you know سِرَّthe secret الليلof the night؟ أمor أنتyou جاهلٌunaware؟
أتعلمُ سِرَّ الليل؟ أم أنت جاهلٌ؟
بَلَىyes إنَّهindeed it is، ياO بحرُsea، ليلُthe night المقادرِof destinies!!
بَلَى إنَّه، يا بحرُ، ليلُ المقادرِ!!
Do you know the night's secret, or are you unaware?
Do you know the secret of the night? Or are you ignorant?
Yes, it is, O sea, the night of destinies!
Yes, it is, oh sea, the night of destinies!!