سَكِّنcalm فُؤادكَyour heart لاlet not تَذهَبrun away بِهِwith it الفِكَرُthoughts
سَكِّن فُؤادكَ لا تَذهَب بِهِ الفِكَرُ
ماذاwhat يُعيدbrings back عَلَيكَto you البَثُّanguish وَالحذرُand apprehension
ماذا يُعيد عَلَيكَ البَثُّ وَالحذرُ
Calm your heart; let not thoughts run away with it.
Calm your heart, let not thoughts take it away
What do anguish and apprehension bring you in return?
What will lamenting and caution do to you?
وَازجُرand restrain جفونكyour eyelids لاdo not تَرضَconsent to البُكاءَweeping لَهاfor them
وَازجُر جفونك لا تَرضَ البُكاءَ لَها
وَاِصبرand be patient فَقَدfor indeed كُنتَyou used to الخطبcalamity تَصطَبِرُendure patiently
وَاِصبر فَقَد كُنتَ الخطب تَصطَبِرُ
And rein in your eyelids; do not let them weep.
And restrain your eyes, do not let them weep
And be patient, for you have borne calamity before.
Be patient, for you have endured calamities before
وَإِنand if يَكُنthere is قَدرٌa decree of fate قدalready عاقhas hindered عَنfrom وَطَرٍa desire
وَإِن يَكُن قَدرٌ قد عاق عَن وَطَرٍ
فَلاthen no مَرَدّaverting لماof what يأتيcomes بِهِwith it القدرُfate
فَلا مَرَدّ لما يأتي بِهِ القدرُ
And if a decree of fate has barred you from a desire,
If fate has turned against your desire
there is no averting what fate brings.
There is no reversing what destiny brings
وَإِنand if تَكُنthere is خيبَةٌa disappointment فيin الدَهرِtime واحِدَةٌone
وَإِن تَكُن خيبَةٌ في الدَهرِ واحِدَةٌ
فَكَمthen how often غَدَوتَyou have risen وَمنand among أشياعكyour followers الظَفرُvictory
فَكَم غَدَوتَ وَمن أشياعك الظَفرُ
And if there has been a single disappointment in life,
And if you have faced one disappointment in life
how often have you risen with victory among your followers!
How often have you been victorious, with your supporters around you
إِنif كُنتَyou are فيin حيرَةٍbewilderment مِنat جُرمِthe crime مُجتَرِمٍof an offender
إِن كُنتَ في حيرَةٍ مِن جُرمِ مُجتَرِمٍ
فَإِنَّthen indeed عُذركyour excuse فيin ظَلمائِهاits darkness قَمَرُa moon
فَإِنَّ عُذرك في ظَلمائِها قَمَرُ
If you are bewildered by an offender's crime,
If you are confused by the crime of a criminal
then your excuse is a moon in that bewilderment's darkness.
Your innocence amidst the darkness is like the moon
كَمhow many a زَفرَةٍsigh مِنfrom شِغافِthe innermost core القَلبِof the heart صاعِدَةrising
كَم زَفرَةٍ مِن شِغافِ القَلبِ صاعِدَة
وعَبرةand a tear مِنfrom شؤونthe tear ducts العينof the eye تَنحَدِرُflows down
وعَبرة مِن شؤون العين تَنحَدِرُ
How many a sigh rises from the heart's inmost core,
How many sighs rise from the chambers of the heart
and a tear flows down from the eye's tear ducts.
And tears of grief flow down from the eyes
فَوِّضentrust إِلىto اللَهGod فيماconcerning what أَنتَyou خائِفُهare fearful of it
فَوِّض إِلى اللَه فيما أَنتَ خائِفُه
وَتِقْand trust بِمُعتَضِدٍin al-Mu'tadid بِاللَهِby God يَغتَفِرُforgives
وَتِقْ بِمُعتَضِدٍ بِاللَهِ يَغتَفِرُ
Entrust to God whatever you fear,
Entrust to God what you fear
and trust in al-Mu'tadid bi-llah, who forgives.
And seek His support, He is forgiving
وَلاand let not تَرُعكَfrighten you خُطوبٌcalamities إِنif عَداturns hostile زَمَنٌtime
وَلا تَرُعكَ خُطوبٌ إِن عَدا زَمَنٌ
فاللَهfor God يَدفَعwards off وَالمَنصورand al-Mansur يَنتَصِرُwins victory
فاللَه يَدفَع وَالمَنصور يَنتَصِرُ
And let no calamities frighten you if time turns hostile;
Do not let misfortunes alarm you if times get difficult
for God wards off harm, and al-Mansur prevails.
God will defend, and the victorious will triumph
وَاِصبرand be patient فَإِنَّكَfor you are مِنfrom قومٍa people أَوليpossessing جلَدٍfortitude
وَاِصبر فَإِنَّكَ مِن قومٍ أَولي جلَدٍ
إِذاwhen أَصابَتهمbefalls them مَكروهَةٌa misfortune صَبَرواthey endure
إِذا أَصابَتهم مَكروهَةٌ صَبَروا
And be patient, for you belong to a people of fortitude:
Be patient, for you are from a people of resilience
when misfortune befalls them, they endure.
When adversity strikes them, they endure
مَنwho مِثلequals قَومكyour people وَالمَلكand the king الهُمامthe valiant أَبوAbu
مَن مِثل قَومك وَالمَلك الهُمام أَبو
عمروAmr أَبوكyour father لَهhis are مجدٌglory وَمُفتَخَرُand honor
عمرو أَبوك لَه مجدٌ وَمُفتَخَرُ
Who can match your people, with the valiant king Abu
Who is like your people, and the brave King Abu
Amr, your father, whose are glory and honor?
Amr, your father, his glory and pride are renowned
سَمَيدَعٌa noble lord يَهَبgives الآلافَthousands مُقتَدراًfully able
سَمَيدَعٌ يَهَب الآلافَ مُقتَدراً
وَيَستَقِلُّand deems small عَطاياهhis gifts وَيَحتَقِرُand scorns
وَيَستَقِلُّ عَطاياه وَيَحتَقِرُ
A noble lord who grants thousands, possessing ample power,
Sameda is mighty, bestowing thousands bountifully
yet deems his gifts small and scorns them.
Yet sees his gifts as trivial, taking pride in them
لَهُhe has يَدٌa hand كُلُّevery جَبّارٍmighty ruler يُقَبِّلهاkisses it
لَهُ يَدٌ كُلُّ جَبّارٍ يُقَبِّلها
لَولاwere it not for نَداهاits bounty لَقُلناwe would say إِنَّهاthat it is الحَجَرُstone
لَولا نَداها لَقُلنا إِنَّها الحَجَرُ
He has a hand that every mighty ruler kisses;
He has a hand, each tyrant kisses it
but for its bounty, we would say it was stone.
If not for his benevolence, we'd think it was stone
ياO ضَيغَماًlion يَقتُلُkills الأَبطالchampions مُفتَرِساًdevouring prey
يا ضَيغَماً يَقتُلُ الأَبطال مُفتَرِساً
لاdo not توهنَنّيweaken me فَإِنّيfor I am النابthe fang وَالظُفرُand the claw
لا توهنَنّي فَإِنّي الناب وَالظُفرُ
O lion who slays champions, devouring them,
O courageous warrior, killing champions voraciously
do not weaken me, for I am the fang and the claw.
Do not weaken me, for I am fierce and triumphant
وَفارِساًand O horseman تَحذَرdread الأقرانُthe rivals صَولَتَهُhis charge
وَفارِساً تَحذَر الأقرانُ صَولَتَهُ
صُنprotect عبدَكyour slave القِنّthe bondslave فَهوَfor he is الصارِمthe keen sword الذكرُof hard steel
صُن عبدَك القِنّ فَهوَ الصارِم الذكرُ
And O horseman whose rivals dread his charge,
A horseman feared by his peers for his charge
protect your bondslave, for he is the keen, hard-steeled sword.
Protect your obedient slave, his mention is sword
هُوَhe الَّذيthe one whom لَمnever تَشِمunsheathed يُمناكyour right hand صَفحَتَهُits blade-face
هُوَ الَّذي لَم تَشِم يُمناك صَفحَتَهُ
إِلّاexcept that تَأتّىcame to pass مُرادٌa wish وَاِنقَضىand was fulfilled وَطَرُa desire
إِلّا تَأتّى مُرادٌ وَاِنقَضى وَطَرُ
He is the one whose blade your right hand never drew
He whose right hand has never been polluted
without a wish coming true and a desire being fulfilled.
Except to fulfill a purpose and conclude a matter
قَدindeed أَخلَقتَنيhave worn me out صُروفvicissitudes أَنتَyou تعلمهاknow them
قَد أَخلَقتَني صُروف أَنتَ تعلمها
وَقالَand said موردهاtheir bringer ماno ليfor me بِهاfor them صدرُfortitude
وَقالَ موردها ما لي بِها صدرُ
The vicissitudes you know have worn me out;
You created me, turns of fate you know
and their bringer said, “I have no heart to bear them.”
And their course said, I cannot bear them
فالنَفسُso the soul جازِعَةٌanguished وَالعَينُand the eye دامِعَةٌweeping
فالنَفسُ جازِعَةٌ وَالعَينُ دامِعَةٌ
وَالصَوتُand the voice مُرتَفِعٌraised وَالسِرُّand the secret منتشِرُspread abroad
وَالصَوتُ مُرتَفِعٌ وَالسِرُّ منتشِرُ
So my soul is anguished, and my eye is weeping;
My soul quakes, my eyes weep
and my voice is raised, and my secret spread abroad.
My voice raised, my secret exposed
وَزادَand increased هَمّيَmy worry وماand what بالجسمin the body مِنof سَقَمٍillness
وَزادَ هَمّيَ وما بالجسم مِن سَقَمٍ
وشِبتُand I grew gray رأساin the head وَلَمand not يبلُغنيreached me الكِبَرُold age
وشِبتُ رأسا وَلَم يبلُغني الكِبَرُ
And my worry has grown, as has the sickness in my body;
My worries increased, sickness in my body
and my head has turned gray though old age has not reached me.
I grew old in hair, but not in age
وَذُبتُand I wasted away إِلّاexcept ذَماءًa remnant of life فيَّwithin me يُمسكنيsustains me
وَذُبتُ إِلّا ذَماءً فيَّ يُمسكني
أَنّيthat I عَهدتُكَhave known you تَعفوpardon حينَwhen تَقتَدِرُyou have power
أَنّي عَهدتُكَ تَعفو حينَ تَقتَدِرُ
And I have wasted away, save for a last spark of life within me; what sustains me
I wasted away to only skin and bones
is that I have known you to pardon when you have power.
You I knew would pardon when able
لَمnot يأتhas committed عبدُكyour slave دَنباan offense يَستَحِقُdeserves بهfor it
لَم يأت عبدُك دَنبا يَستَحِقُ به
عُتبىreproach وَهاand here هُوَhe ناداكَhas called to you يَعتَذِرُapologizing
عُتبى وَها هُوَ ناداكَ يَعتَذِرُ
Your slave has committed no offense for which he deserves
Your slave came with no sin deserving rebuke
reproach; and here he has called to you, apologizing.
No sin except upon hostile traitorous people
ماnot الذَنبُthe blame إِلّاexcept عَلىupon قَومٍpeople ذَويpossessing دَغلٍdeceit
ما الذَنبُ إِلّا عَلى قَومٍ ذَوي دَغلٍ
وَفىremained faithful لَهُمto them عهدُكyour pledge المعهودlong-established إِذwhen غدرواthey betrayed
وَفى لَهُم عهدُك المعهود إِذ غدروا
The blame lies only with people of deceit;
Your promised covenant with them was sufficient, when they betrayed
your established pledge held true for them when they acted treacherously.
A people whose loyalty is deceit, truth betrayal
قَومٌpeople نَصيحتُهُمtheir counsel غِشٌّdeceit وصدقهمُand their truthfulness
قَومٌ نَصيحتُهُم غِشٌّ وصدقهمُ
مَينٌfalsehood وَنَفعهمand their benefit إِنif صُرّفواthey are employed ضَرَرُharm
مَينٌ وَنَفعهم إِن صُرّفوا ضَرَرُ
People whose counsel is deceit, and whose truthfulness
Their benefit, if schemed, is harm
is falsehood; their usefulness, if they are employed, is harm.
Hatred discerned in their words, if they speak
يُمَيَّزُis discerned البُغضhatred فيin الأَلفاظِthe words إِنif نَطَقواthey speak
يُمَيَّزُ البُغض في الأَلفاظِ إِن نَطَقوا
وَيُعرَفُand is recognized الحِقدُrancor فيin الأَلحاظthe glances إِنif نَظَرواthey look
وَيُعرَفُ الحِقدُ في الأَلحاظ إِن نَظَروا
Hatred is discerned in their words if they speak,
Malice recognized, if their eyes look
and rancor is recognized in their glances if they look.
Their breath burns the heart like sparks of flame
إِنif يَحرِقِburns القَلبthe heart نَفثٌa puff of breath مِنfrom مَقالهمُtheir speech
إِن يَحرِقِ القَلب نَفثٌ مِن مَقالهمُ
فَإِنَّماthen it is only ذاكَthat مِنfrom نارِthe fire القِلىof hatred شَرَرُsparks
فَإِنَّما ذاكَ مِن نارِ القِلى شَرَرُ
If a breath of their speech scorches the heart,
My Master, a slave thirsty for your grace prays
it is nothing but sparks from the fire of hatred.
In your mercy are unfettered vines, evergreen
مَولايmy lord دعوةَthe plea مَملوكٍof a slave بِهِin him ظمأٌthirst
مَولاي دعوةَ مَملوكٍ بِهِ ظمأٌ
بَرحfierce وَفيand in راحَتَيكَyour two palms السَلسَلُsweet-flowing water الخضرُgreen
بَرح وَفي راحَتَيكَ السَلسَلُ الخضرُ
My lord, hear a slave's plea: his thirst
Answer the call of a brother, heart possessed by grief
is fierce, while sweet green water lies in your palms.
Sleepless nights have brought him ruin
أَجِبanswer نِداءَthe call أَخيof one possessing قَلبٍa heart تملَّكَهُhas possessed it
أَجِب نِداءَ أَخي قَلبٍ تملَّكَهُ
أَسىgrief وَذيand one possessing مُقلَةan eye أودىhas done away بِهاwith it السَهَرُsleeplessness
أَسى وَذي مُقلَة أودى بِها السَهَرُ
Answer the call of one whose heart is possessed
I was not given in my time, things to secretly delight in
by grief, whose eye sleeplessness has destroyed.
So I am unaccustomed to wine or lute
لَمnot أُوتَhave been given مِنfrom زَمَنيmy time شَيئاanything أُسِرُّI rejoice بِهِin it
لَم أُوتَ مِن زَمَني شَيئا أُسِرُّ بِهِ
فلستso I do not أَعهَدُknow ماwhat كأسa winecup وَلاnor وترُa musical string
فلست أَعهَدُ ما كأس وَلا وترُ
My days have given me nothing in which to rejoice;
I was mastered by neither cupbearer nor singer
so I do not know what a winecup or a musical string is.
No houri adorned my palace, nor maiden fair
وَلاand neither تَمَلَّكَنيhas mastered me دَلٌّcoquettish charm وَلاnor خَفَرٌshy reserve
وَلا تَمَلَّكَني دَلٌّ وَلا خَفَرٌ
وَلاand neither سَبىhas captivated خَلَديmy mind غُنجcoy allure وَلاnor حَوَرُdark eyes with bright whites
وَلا سَبى خَلَدي غُنج وَلا حَوَرُ
Neither coquettish charm nor shy reserve has mastered me,
Your approval is repose for my soul, without it
nor have coy allure or bright, dark-pupiled eyes captivated my mind.
I am distressed, so it is the custom I hoard for fate
رَضاكَyour approval راحَةُthe repose نَفسيof my soul لاmay not فُجِعتُI be bereft بِهِof it
رَضاكَ راحَةُ نَفسي لا فُجِعتُ بِهِ
فَهوَfor it is العَتادُthe provision الَّذيthat لِلدهرagainst time أَدّخِرُI store up
فَهوَ العَتادُ الَّذي لِلدهر أَدّخِرُ
Your approval is my soul's repose—may I never lose it;
It is the wine I sip to forget my sorrows, so when
for it is the provision I store up against time.
I lack it, thoughts wander lost inside me
وَهوَand it is المُدامُthe wine الَّتيthrough which أَسلوI find solace بِهاthrough it فَإِذاand when
وَهوَ المُدامُ الَّتي أَسلو بِها فَإِذا
عَدَمتُهاI lack it عَبَثَتplay havoc فيin قَلبيَmy heart الفِكَرُthoughts
عَدَمتُها عَبَثَت في قَلبيَ الفِكَرُ
And it is the wine in which I find solace; and when
Wine I did not leave for asceticism or piety
I lack it, thoughts play havoc in my heart.
For since my youth, it never left me
ماnot تركيَmy forsaking الخَمرَwine مِنfrom زُهدasceticism وَلاnor وَرَعٍpiety
ما تركيَ الخَمرَ مِن زُهد وَلا وَرَعٍ
فَلَمfor not يُفارِقhas left لَعَمريby my life سِنّيَmy age الصغَرُyouth
فَلَم يُفارِق لَعَمري سِنّيَ الصغَرُ
My forsaking wine is not from asceticism or piety,
Rather I strive for your approval, so if
for, by my life, youth has not yet left me.
I fail in it, life will not expand for me
وَإِنَّماbut rather أَناI ساعٍstriving فيfor رِضاكyour approval فَإِنand if
وَإِنَّما أَنا ساعٍ في رِضاك فَإِن
أَخفَقتُI fail فيهin it فَلاthen not يُفسَحbe prolonged ليَfor me العُمُرُthe lifespan
أَخفَقتُ فيه فَلا يُفسَح ليَ العُمُرُ
Rather, I strive for your approval; and if
I was not delighted, evading your bounty
I fail in that, may my life not be prolonged.
The day helmet and armor clanked and scattered
ماnot سَرّنيdelighted me وَأحاشيand I except عَصرthe time عَطفِكمُof your kindness
ما سَرّني وَأحاشي عَصر عَطفِكمُ
يَومَa day أَخَلّfailed فيamid القَناthe spears وَالهامُand the heads نَنتَثِرُwe scatter
يَومَ أَخَلّ في القَنا وَالهامُ نَنتَثِرُ
Nothing delighted me—excepting the time of your kindness—
Yes, I have another comfort I clung to
on a day of failure amid spears, with heads scattering [text unclear].
Poems flow when helmet and armor scatter
أَجَلyes وَليand I have راحَةٌa solace أُخرىanother عَلِقتُI became attached بِهاto it
أَجَل وَلي راحَةٌ أُخرى عَلِقتُ بِها
نَظمstringing الكُلىthe kidneys فيon القَناthe spears وَالهامُand the heads تَنتَثِرُscatter
نَظم الكُلى في القَنا وَالهامُ تَنتَثِرُ
Yes, I have another solace to which I am bound:
How many clear battle victories I had
stringing kidneys on spears while heads scatter.
Nights pass, but their tales do not fade
كَمhow many a وقعةbattle ليof mine فيagainst الأَعداءthe enemies واضِحَةrenowned
كَم وقعة لي في الأَعداء واضِحَة
تَفنىperish اللَياليthe nights وَماand not يَفنىperishes لَهاabout it الخبرُthe story
تَفنى اللَيالي وَما يَفنى لَها الخبرُ
How many a renowned battle against enemies has been mine;
The travellers carried them throughout the lands, so they
nights fade away, but its story never fades.
Spread, and in every neighborhood their gossip stirred
سارَتtraveled بِهاwith it العيسُthe pale camels فيacross الآفاقِthe horizons فاِنتَشَرَتso it spread
سارَت بِها العيسُ في الآفاقِ فاِنتَشَرَت
فَلَيسَso there is no فيin كُلِّevery حَيٍّtribe غَيرهاother than it سَمَرُevening talk
فَلَيسَ في كُلِّ حَيٍّ غَيرها سَمَرُ
Pale camels bore its tale across the horizons, and it spread,
You remain with imposing eternal glory
so in every tribe, it alone is the evening talk.
Neither thoughts can reach its depths, nor eyes make out
لازلتَmay you always remain ذاpossessed of عِزّةmight قَعساءunshakable شامِخَةtowering
لازلتَ ذا عِزّة قَعساء شامِخَة
لاnot يَبلُغreaches الوَهمُimagination أَدناهاits lowest point وَلاnor البَصَرُsight
لا يَبلُغ الوَهمُ أَدناها وَلا البَصَرُ
May you ever possess unshakable, towering might,
And your excellent counsel is a burden I still
whose lowest reach neither imagination nor sight can attain.
Take refuge in - what an excellent cave and burden!
وَلاand not يَزالُceases وَزَرٌa refuge مِنfrom حُسنِthe soundness رأيكof your judgment ليfor me
وَلا يَزالُ وَزَرٌ مِن حُسنِ رأيك لي
آويI take shelter إِلَيهِin it فَنِعمَhow excellent الكَهفُthe cave وَالوَزَرُand the refuge
آوي إِلَيهِ فَنِعمَ الكَهفُ وَالوَزَرُ
And may your sound judgment always afford me a refuge
To you my soul's garden flowed, sprouting
where I may shelter—what a fine cave and refuge!
With the blessing of your right hand, no rising or rain
إِلَيكَto you رَوضَةُthe garden فِكريof my thought جادَwatered generously مَنبتهاits soil
إِلَيكَ رَوضَةُ فِكري جادَ مَنبتها
نَدىthe bounty يَمينكof your right hand لاnot طَلّdew ولاnor مَطَرُrain
نَدى يَمينك لا طَلّ ولا مَطَرُ
To you I offer my thought's garden; its soil was drenched
I made your remembrance throughout it into trees
by your right hand's bounty, not dew or rain.
So in all its times, fruit is plentiful for the picker
جَعَلتُI made ذكركَyour remembrance فيin أَرجائِهاits reaches شَجَراًtrees
جَعَلتُ ذكركَ في أَرجائِها شَجَراً
فَكُلُّso all أَوقاتِهاits times لِلمُجتَنيfor the gatherer ثَمَرُfruit
فَكُلُّ أَوقاتِها لِلمُجتَني ثَمَرُ
I made your remembrance trees throughout its grounds,
so at all times it offers fruit to the gatherer.
Partial English translation: 78 of 80 Arabic lines translated.