نَحاbore down فارِسُthe rider الشَهباءِthe grey mare وَالخَيلُand the horses جُنَّحٌleaning forward
نَحا فارِسُ الشَهباءِ وَالخَيلُ جُنَّحٌ
عَلىupon فارِسٍa rider بَينَamid الأَسِنَّةِthe spearheads مُقصَدِstruck down
عَلى فارِسٍ بَينَ الأَسِنَّةِ مُقصَدِ
The rider of the grey mare bore down, the horses leaning forward,
The knight of shooting stars rode on, his horse a winged creature,
on a rider struck down amid the spearheads.
Towards a rider mid the glittering swords, his goal.
وَلَولاand were it not for يَدٌa helping hand نالَتهُreached him مِنّاfrom us لَأَصبَحَتwould have been
وَلَولا يَدٌ نالَتهُ مِنّا لَأَصبَحَت
سِباعٌwild beasts تَهادىpass among themselves شِلوَهُhis remains غَيرَnot مُسنَدِprotected
سِباعٌ تَهادى شِلوَهُ غَيرَ مُسنَدِ
And but for a helping hand from us that reached him, there would have been
Had not a hand reached him from us, he would have been
wild beasts passing his unprotected remains among themselves.
Wolves quarrying over his body, no longer supported.
فَلاso do not تَكفُرِbe ungrateful for النُعمىthe favor وَأَثنِand praise بِفَضلِهاfor its merit
فَلا تَكفُرِ النُعمى وَأَثنِ بِفَضلِها
وَلاand do not تَأمَنَنever feel safe from ماwhat يُحدِثُbrings about اللَهُGod فيin غَدِtomorrow
وَلا تَأمَنَن ما يُحدِثُ اللَهُ في غَدِ
So do not be ungrateful for the favor, and praise its merit;
So do not deny blessings, but give thanks for their grace,
and never feel safe from what God brings about tomorrow.
And feel no security from what Allah unfolds tomorrow.
فَإِنfor if يَكُshould have عَبدُʿAbd (servant) اللَهِAllāh (of God) لاقىmet فَوارِساًhorsemen
فَإِن يَكُ عَبدُ اللَهِ لاقى فَوارِساً
يَرُدّونَthey turn back خالَthe lightning العارِضِof the storm-cloud المُتَوَقِّدِblazing
يَرُدّونَ خالَ العارِضِ المُتَوَقِّدِ
For if ʿAbd Allāh has met horsemen
For if Abdullah’s servant meets knights
who turn back the lightning of the blazing storm-cloud,
Driving back the shameful attacker aflame,
فَقَدyet indeed أَمكَنَتgained mastery مِنكَover you الأَسِنَّةُthe spearheads عانِياًas a captive
فَقَد أَمكَنَت مِنكَ الأَسِنَّةُ عانِياً
فَلَمso did not تَجزِyou give in requital إِذwhen تَسعىyou strive قَتيلاًa slain man بِمَعبَدِfor Maʿbad
فَلَم تَجزِ إِذ تَسعى قَتيلاً بِمَعبَدِ
yet the spearheads had you at their mercy, a captive,
The swords have enabled you, though suffering,
so when you strove, you gave no slain man in requital for Maʿbad.
You did not succeed, though striving, a victim at Maʿbad.