عَقيدَsworn companion العُلىgreatness لاnot زِلتَyou have ceased تَستَعبِدُyou enslave العُلىgreatness
عَقيدَ العُلى لا زِلتَ تَستَعبِدُ العُلى
وَتُعتِقُand you free مِنهاfrom it رِقَّthe bondage كُلِّevery أَسيرِcaptive
وَتُعتِقُ مِنها رِقَّ كُلِّ أَسيرِ
O sworn companion of greatness, may you ever hold greatness in thrall,
O master of the highlands, you still enslave the highlands
and free every captive from its bondage.
And free every captive from it.
لَئِنeven if خَفَّgrew light مِنfrom ضافيample رِدائِكَyour cloak عاتِقيmy shoulder
لَئِن خَفَّ مِن ضافي رِدائِكَ عاتِقي
فَوُدُّكَyet love for you يَخطوstrides فيin رِداءِthe mantle قَتيريmy gray hair
فَوُدُّكَ يَخطو في رِداءِ قَتيري
Even if your ample cloak grows lighter on my shoulder,
If my shoulders shrink from your cloak’s edges,
yet my love for you strides in the mantle of my gray hair.
Then your love strides in a poor man's cloak.
سَتَعلَمُyou will know أَنَّthat الثَوبَthe garment يَدثُرُwears away رَسمُهُits form
سَتَعلَمُ أَنَّ الثَوبَ يَدثُرُ رَسمُهُ
وَرَسمُand the imprint الهَوىlove فيin القَلبِthe heart غَيرُnot دَثورِfading
وَرَسمُ الهَوى في القَلبِ غَيرُ دَثورِ
You will know that the garment’s form wears away,
You will know that clothes can cover up their shapes,
while love’s imprint in the heart never fades.
While the shape of passion in the heart cannot fade.
فَلاso do not تُشمِتَنَّgive cause to gloat الحاسِدينَthe envious فَسِرُّهُمfor their secret
فَلا تُشمِتَنَّ الحاسِدينَ فَسِرُّهُم
يَشِفُّshows through لِظَنّيto my suspicions مِنfrom وَراءِbehind أُمورِevents
يَشِفُّ لِظَنّي مِن وَراءِ أُمورِ
So do not give the envious cause to gloat, for their secret
So do not let the envious gloat, for their secret
shows through to my suspicions from behind events.
Cures my suspicions from behind the scenes.