كَمhow often خَفَضناwe lowered الجَناحَthe wing لِلجاهِليناto the ignorant
كَم خَفَضنا الجَناحَ لِلجاهِلينا
وَعَذَرناهُمُand we excused them فَماyet not عَذَروناthey excused us
وَعَذَرناهُمُ فَما عَذَرونا
How often we have lowered our wing to the ignorant,
How we have lowered our wings for the ignorant
How often we lowered the wing of humility for the ignorant,
And we excused them, yet they did not excuse us.
And excused them, yet they did not excuse us
And we excused them, yet they excused us not.
خَبِّروهُمtell them ياO أَيُّهاyou العاقِلوناthe wise
خَبِّروهُم يا أَيُّها العاقِلونا
إِنَّماonly نَحنُwe مَعشَرُthe company of الشُعَراءِpoets
إِنَّما نَحنُ مَعشَرُ الشُعَراءِ
Tell them, O you who are wise:
Tell them, O wise ones
Tell them, O you of wisdom and mind,
It is we alone, the company of poets,
We are the community of poets
That we are the fellowship of poets,
يَتَجَلّىreveals itself سِرُّthe secret of النُبُوَّةِprophecy فيناin us
يَتَجَلّى سِرُّ النُبُوَّةِ فينا
ذَكِروهُمremind them فَرُبَّfor many a خَيرٍgood كَبيرِgreat
ذَكِروهُم فَرُبَّ خَيرٍ كَبيرِ
In whom the secret of prophecy is revealed.
The secret of prophecy manifests within us
In whom the secret of prophecy is revealed.
Remind them, for many a great good
Remind them, for great goodness
Remind them, for often great good
فَعَلتهُwrought it الهُداةُthe guides بِالتَذكيرِthrough reminding
فَعَلتهُ الهُداةُ بِالتَذكيرِ
إِنَماonly الناسُpeople مِنof تُرابٍdust وَنورِand light
إِنَما الناسُ مِن تُرابٍ وَنورِ
Has been wrought by guides through reminders.
Was done by the guides through reminding
Is wrought by guides through reminding:
People are made of nothing but dust and light;
Humans are but of dust and light
That mankind is fashioned of dust and light,
فَبَنوso the sons of النورِlight يَعبَدونَworship النوراlight
فَبَنو النورِ يَعبَدونَ النورا
وَبَنوand the sons of الطينِclay يَعبُدونَworship الطيناclay
وَبَنو الطينِ يَعبُدونَ الطينا
So the sons of light worship light,
Thus the people of light worship the light
So the sons of light worship the light,
And the sons of clay worship clay.
And the people of clay worship the clay
And the sons of clay worship the clay.
قيلَit was said عَنّاof us قُصورُناour palaces مِنof هَباءِmotes of dust
قيلَ عَنّا قُصورُنا مِن هَباءِ
تَتَلاشىvanish فيin ضَحوَةٍmidmorning وَمَساءِand evening
تَتَلاشى في ضَحوَةٍ وَمَساءِ
It was said of us: our palaces are made of motes of dust,
It was said our mansions are of illusion
It was said of us that our palaces are mere vanity,
Vanishing at midmorning and at evening,
Vanishing in the morning and evening glow
Vanishing in the morning light or at eventide,
أَوor سُطورٌlines بِالماءِwith water فَوقَupon الماءِwater
أَو سُطورٌ بِالماءِ فَوقَ الماءِ
لَوif سَكَنتُمyou dwelt قُصورَناour palaces بَعضَpart of ساعَهan hour
لَو سَكَنتُم قُصورَنا بَعضَ ساعَه
Or are lines written with water upon water.
Or lines in water upon the water
Or lines written with water upon water.
If you dwelt in our palaces for part of an hour,
Had you resided in our mansions but an hour
Yet if you dwelt in our palaces for but a brief hour,
لَنَسَيتُمyou would forget شُهورَكُمyour months وَالسِنيناand the years
لَنَسَيتُم شُهورَكُم وَالسِنينا
لَوif دَخَلتُمyou entered هَياكِلَthe temples of الإِلهامِinspiration
لَو دَخَلتُم هَياكِلَ الإِلهامِ
You would forget your months and years.
You'd forget your months and years
You would have forgotten your months and your years.
If you entered the temples of inspiration,
Had you entered the sanctuaries of inspiration
If you entered the temples of inspiration,
وَسَرَحتُمand you wandered فيin عالَِworld of (apparent typo) الأَحلامِdreams
وَسَرَحتُم في عالَِ الأَحلامِ
وَاِجتَلَيتُمand you beheld سِرَّthe secret of الخَيالِimagination الساميlofty
وَاِجتَلَيتُم سِرَّ الخَيالِ السامي
And wandered in the world of dreams,
And roamed the world of dreams
And roamed freely in the world of dreams,
And beheld the secret of lofty imagination,
And grasped the noble secret of imagination
And beheld the secret of sublime imagination,
وَعَرَفتُمand you knew كَماas عَرَفناwe knew اللَهَGod
وَعَرَفتُم كَما عَرَفنا اللَهَ
لَخَرَرتُمyou would fall down أَمامَناbefore us ساجِديناprostrate
لَخَرَرتُم أَمامَنا ساجِدينا
And knew God as we have known Him,
And known God as we have known God
And knew God just as we have known Him,
You would fall prostrate before us.
You would have fallen before us, prostrate
You would have fallen before us in prostration.
قَدindeed سَقَتناgave us to drink الحَياةُlife كاساًa cup دُهاقاًbrimming
قَد سَقَتنا الحَياةُ كاساً دُهاقاً
حَسُنَتwas lovely نَكهَةًin aroma وَطابَتand was delightful مَذاقاin taste
حَسُنَت نَكهَةً وَطابَت مَذاقا
Life has indeed given us a brimming cup to drink,
Life has given us a bitter cup to drink
Life has given us a brimming cup to drink,
Lovely in aroma and delightful in taste.
Of pleasant taste and flavor
Fine in aroma and pleasant to the taste,
وَسَقَيناand we gave to drink مِمّاfrom what شَرِبناwe drank الرِفاقاthe companions
وَسَقَينا مِمّا شَرِبنا الرِفاقا
فَتَرَناهُمُso we left them (likely intended) حَيارىbewildered سُكارىdrunk
فَتَرَناهُمُ حَيارى سُكارى
And we gave our companions a drink of what we had drunk,
And we have given our companions to drink
And we gave our companions to drink from what we drank,
So we left them bewildered and drunk,
We have found them confused and drunk
So you see them bewildered and intoxicated,
يَتَمَنّونَthey wish أَنَّهُمthat they لاnot يَعوناare aware
يَتَمَنّونَ أَنَّهُم لا يَعونا
هَمُّكُمyour concern فيin الكُؤوسِthe goblets وَالأَكوابِand the cups
هَمُّكُم في الكُؤوسِ وَالأَكوابِ
Wishing they would not come to their senses.
Wishing they did not comprehend us
Wishing they were bereft of consciousness.
Your concern is with goblets and cups;
Your concern is with cups and goblets
Your concern lies only in the cups and the goblets;
آهِAh لَوif only كانَwere هَمُّكُمyour concern فيin الشَرابِthe drink
آهِ لَو كانَ هَمُّكُم في الشَرابِ
لَطَرَحتُمyou would cast off عَنكُمُfrom yourselves قُيودَthe chains of التُرابِdust
لَطَرَحتُم عَنكُمُ قُيودَ التُرابِ
Ah, if only your concern were with the drink,
Oh, if only your concern were with the drink
Ah, if only your concern were for the wine itself!
You would cast off the chains of dust
You'd shed the shackles of dust from yourselves
You would have cast off the chains of clay,
وَشَعَرتُمand you would feel بِلَذَّةٍwith pleasure أَوor عَذابِtorment
وَشَعَرتُم بِلَذَّةٍ أَو عَذابِ
هَذِهِthis الخَمرُwine لَيتَكُمif only you تَشرَبوناyou drink
هَذِهِ الخَمرُ لَيتَكُم تَشرَبونا
And feel pleasure or torment.
And feel the pleasure or torment
And truly felt the pleasure or the torment—
This is the wine—if only you would drink it!
This wine, if only you would drink it
This is the wine—would that you might drink it!
أَتَقولونَdo you say إِنَّهُthat he مَجنونُmad
أَتَقولونَ إِنَّهُ مَجنونُ
أَتَقولونَdo you say إِنَّهُthat he مَفتونُbewitched
أَتَقولونَ إِنَّهُ مَفتونُ
Do you say he is mad?
You say he is mad
Do you say that he is mad?
Do you say he is bewitched?
You say he is possessed
Do you say that he is bewitched?
أَتَقولونَdo you say شاعِرٌa poet مِسكينُpoor
أَتَقولونَ شاعِرٌ مِسكينُ
كَمhow many a مَليكٍking كَمhow many a قائِدٍcommander كَمhow many a وَزيرِminister
كَم مَليكٍ كَم قائِدٍ كَم وَزيرِ
Do you say: 'A poor poet'?
You say he is a wretched poet
Do you say, "He is but a wretched poet"?
How many a king, how many a commander, how many a minister
How many kings, leaders and ministers
How many a king, a commander, a minister,
وَدَّلوwished that كانَhe were شاعِراًa poet مِسكيناpoor
وَدَّلو كانَ شاعِراً مِسكينا
عاشَlived مِلتِنMilton فَلَyet not (apparent typo) يَكُنhe was مَذكوراremembered
عاشَ مِلتِن فَلَ يَكُن مَذكورا
Has wished he were a poor poet!
Would have wished to be that wretched poet
Has wished he were that wretched poet!
Milton lived, yet was not remembered;
Who lived forgotten so let him not be mentioned
Milton lived, yet he was scarcely known,
وَهوميروسُand Homer كَالشَيخِlike the old man كانَwas ضَريراblind
وَهوميروسُ كَالشَيخِ كانَ ضَريرا
وَلَقَدand indeed ماتَdied اِبنُson of بُردٍBurd فَقيراpoor
وَلَقَد ماتَ اِبنُ بُردٍ فَقيرا
And Homer, like the old man, was blind.
And Homer like an old blind man
And Homer was blind, like the aged sheikh;
And indeed Ibn Burd died poor.
And ibn Burd indeed died poor
And Ibn Burd died in poverty.
أَرَأَيتُمhave you seen كَماas رَأىsaw العُميانُthe blind
أَرَأَيتُم كَما رَأى العُميانُ
أَفَلَستُمare you not, then بِنورِهِمby their light تَهتَدوناyou find guidance
أَفَلَستُم بِنورِهِم تَهتَدونا
Have you seen as the blind have seen?
Have you seen what the blind have seen
Yet have you seen as those blind men saw?
Are you not, then, guided by their light?
Are you not by their light guided
Are you not guided by their light?