Sol 6.1

  1. إِذا كانَ لَم يَقتُر عَلَيكَ عَطاءَهُ

    إِلَهُكَ فَليَهجُر أَنامِلَكَ القَترُ

    If His bounty to you has not been stinted

    by your God, then let stinginess forsake your fingertips.

  2. وَنَحنُ بَنو الدَهرِ الَّذي هُوَ خاتِرٌ

    فَلَيسَ بِناءٍ مِن خَلائِقِنا الخَترُ

    And we are sons of Time, which is treacherous;

    so treachery is not far removed from our nature.

  3. أُمورٌ شَجَت إِن لَم تَتِمَّ فَإِنَّها

    أَراقِمُ تُزجي الحَتفَ أَذنابُها البُترُ

    Affairs that have brought grief, if they remain unfinished, are

    speckled vipers whose truncated tails drive death onward.

  4. وَلَم يَحمِ ظَبياً نافِراً كَونُ مَسكِهِ

    عَتيرَةَ مِسكٍ أَن يُلِمَّ بِهِ العَترُ

    Nor was a fleeing gazelle protected by its hide—

    a lump of musk—from slaughter overtaking it.

  5. وَحُبُّكَ هَذي الدارَ أُسُّ إِمامَةٍ

    لِجَهلِكَ وَالبادي عَلى باطِنٍ سِترُ

    And your love for this abode is the foundation of rule

    for your ignorance; the outward is a veil over the inward.

  6. عَجِبتُ لِرَكبِ المَوجِ يَرجونَ كَوكَباً

    وَجَيشُ المَنايا مِن نُفوسِهِمُ فِترُ

    I marvel at the riders of the waves, hoping for a star,

    while the army of deaths is but a span from their souls.

  7. مُدامَةُ سِنٍّ وافَقَتها مُدامَةٌ

    إِذا هِيَ دَبَّت فَالعِظامُ بِها فَترُ

    The wine of age is joined by wine;

    when it creeps through, the bones grow slack from it.

  8. تَغولانِ لُبَّ المَرءِ مِن كُلِّ وِجهَةٍ

    فَكِلتاهُما يَغشاكَ أَن يَغلِبَ الهُترُ

    Both ravage a person's reason from every side,

    so both bring you under the sway of senseless babble.