رَأَيتُI saw غُلاماًa boy مَليحَhandsome الرُواءappearance
رَأَيتُ غُلاماً مَليحَ الرُواء
تَلوحُshines النَباهَةُintelligence فيin مُقلَتِهhis eye
تَلوحُ النَباهَةُ في مُقلَتِه
I saw a boy, handsome in appearance,
I saw a handsome boy, radiance shining in his eyelashes
I saw a boy of comely appearance,
intelligence gleaming in his eye.
I said, “Winter is imposing itself on us,
With keen intelligence gleaming in his eyes,
فَقُلتُso I said تَجَنّىacted unjustly عَلَيناtoward us الشِتاءwinter
فَقُلتُ تَجَنّى عَلَينا الشِتاء
وَقَدand already نَفِدَhas run out الفَحمُthe coal مَعَdespite كَثرَتِهits abundance
وَقَد نَفِدَ الفَحمُ مَعَ كَثرَتِه
So I said, "Winter has wronged us,
and coal has run out even when plentiful.”
So I said, "Winter has tyrannized us,"
and coal has run out, despite its abundance.
Is there a cure for this affliction?
"And the coal has run out, despite its abundance."
فَهَلso is there مِنany دَواءٍremedy لِهَذاfor this البَلاءaffliction
فَهَل مِن دَواءٍ لِهَذا البَلاء
لَدَيكَat your disposal أَجابَhe answered اِقفُلواclose (you all) المَدرَسهthe school
لَدَيكَ أَجابَ اِقفُلوا المَدرَسه
Is there any remedy for this affliction
You said, “Close the school.”
"Is there any remedy for this affliction"
at your disposal?" He answered, "Close the school."
I said, “A small child who loves open spaces
"That you know of?" He answered: "Close the schools."
فَقُلتُso I said صَغيرٌa child يُحِبُّloves الفَضاءopen space
فَقُلتُ صَغيرٌ يُحِبُّ الفَضاء
وَيَكرَهُand hates ماwhat لَيسَis not مِنof فِطرَتِهhis innate nature
وَيَكرَهُ ما لَيسَ مِن فِطرَتِه
So I said, "A child who loves open space
and hates what isn’t natural for him.”
I thought, "A child who loves the open air,"
and hates what goes against his nature."
And I saw a thief in the corner,
"And detests that which is contrary to his nature."
وَأَبصَرتُand I saw لِصّاًa thief عَلىon الزاوِيَهthe corner
وَأَبصَرتُ لِصّاً عَلى الزاوِيَه
كَثيرَfrequent التَلَفُّتِglancing about نَحوَtoward القُصورthe palaces
كَثيرَ التَلَفُّتِ نَحوَ القُصور
And I saw a thief on the corner,
looking often toward the mansions,
Then I spotted a thief upon the corner,
repeatedly glancing toward the palaces.
I said “Our homes lack coal,
Glancing frequently towards the mansions.
فَقُلتُso I said مَنازِلُناour homes خالِيَهempty
فَقُلتُ مَنازِلُنا خالِيَه
مِنَof الفَحمcoal وَالفَحمُand coal نارfire وَنورand light
مِنَ الفَحم وَالفَحمُ نار وَنور
So I said, "Our homes are empty
and coal means fire and light.”
I said, "Our homes are devoid"
of coal—and coal is fire and light."
He said “Your icy nights
"Of coal, and coal is both fire and light."
فَقالَso he said لَياليكُمyour nights الداجِيَهpitch-dark
فَقالَ لَياليكُم الداجِيَه
تَزولwill pass وَلَكِنand yet بِهَدمِby demolishing السُجونthe prisons
تَزول وَلَكِن بِهَدمِ السُجون
He said, "Your pitch-dark nights
will pass but only by demolishing prisons.”
He replied, "Your pitch-black nights"
will end, but only by tearing down the prisons."
I said “A wretched sort, wretched indeed,
"Will pass, but only through the demolition of prisons."
فَقُلتُso I said شَقِيٌّa rogue مِنَamong الأَشقِياءthe rogues
فَقُلتُ شَقِيٌّ مِنَ الأَشقِياء
يُجاهِدُstrives مِنfor أَجلِthe sake of حُرِّيَتِهhis freedom
يُجاهِدُ مِن أَجلِ حُرِّيَتِه
So I said, "A rogue among rogues,
struggling for the sake of his freedom.”
I thought, "A wretch among the wretched,"
striving for his freedom."
And I returned to a wealthy man,
"Struggling for the sake of his liberty."
وَعُدتُand I returned إِلىto رَجُلٍa man موسَرٍwealthy
وَعُدتُ إِلى رَجُلٍ موسَرٍ
لَهُhe has شُهرَةrenown وَلَهُand he has مَنزِلَهstanding
لَهُ شُهرَة وَلَهُ مَنزِلَه
And I returned to a wealthy man,
renowned, owning his mansion,
Then I turned to a wealthy man,
who had renown and standing.
I said “A secret remains secret
Possessing fame and high standing.
فَقُلتُso I said سَرِيُّnoble كَلامُthe speech of السَرِيِّthe nobleman
فَقُلتُ سَرِيُّ كَلامُ السَرِيِّ
إِذاwhen وَقَعَfall الناسُpeople فيinto مُشكِلَهa difficulty
إِذا وَقَعَ الناسُ في مُشكِلَه
So I said, "Noble are a nobleman's words
when people face hardship,”
I said, "O Noble one—and the speech of the noble"
when people fall into trouble.
So what do you think?” He said “Make do
"Is vital when people fall into hardship,"
فَماso what هُوَit رَأيَكَyour opinion قالَhe said اِقصِرstop
فَما هُوَ رَأيَكَ قالَ اِقصِر
مَعَagainst البَردِthe cold لاnot تَنفَعُavails الوَلوَلَهwailing
مَعَ البَردِ لا تَنفَعُ الوَلوَلَه
What, then, is your opinion?" He said, "Say no more:
with the cold, complaining is no use.”
"What is your view?" He said, "Desist,"
wailing does no good against the cold."
I realized the rich man’s boy
"For amidst the cold, wailing is of no use."
فَأَدرَكتُso I realized أَنَّthat فَتىthe young man of الأَغنِياءthe rich
فَأَدرَكتُ أَنَّ فَتى الأَغنِياء
ضَنينٌmiserly يَخافُfears عَلىfor ثَروَتِهhis wealth
ضَنينٌ يَخافُ عَلى ثَروَتِه
So I realized that this rich young man
was miserly, fearing for his wealth.
I realized that this scion of the wealthy
was miserly, fearing for his wealth.
And I saw a very cautious man,
Is a miser who fears for his fortune.
وَأَبصَرتُand I saw شَخصاًa person كَثيرَfull of الحَذَرcaution
وَأَبصَرتُ شَخصاً كَثيرَ الحَذَر
فَرُحتُso I began أَبُثُّI pour out لَهُto him لَوعَتيmy anguish
فَرُحتُ أَبُثُّ لَهُ لَوعَتي
And I saw a very cautious person,
so I went to unburden my distress to him
Then I spotted a figure of great caution,
so I began pouring out my anguish to him.
He stared until I saw sparks
And I proceeded to pour out my anguish to him.
فَحَملَقَso he glared حَتّىuntil رَأَيتُI saw الشَرَرsparks
فَحَملَقَ حَتّى رَأَيتُ الشَرَر
يَتيرِflies سِراعاًswiftly إِلىtoward مُهجَتيmy heart
يَتيرِ سِراعاً إِلى مُهجَتي
He glared until I saw sparks
rushing angrily toward my brain,
He stared until I saw the sparks
flying swiftly toward my heart.
and he shouted “This is war! The root of danger!
Flying swiftly towards my very soul,
وَصاحَand he cried هِيَit is الحَربُwar أَصلُthe root of الخَطَرthe danger
وَصاحَ هِيَ الحَربُ أَصلُ الخَطَر
فَرُدّواso return (you all) الحُسامَthe sword إِلىto غِمدِهِits sheath
فَرُدّوا الحُسامَ إِلى غِمدِهِ
And he cried, "War is the root of the danger!
Return the swords to their sheaths!”
And he shouted, "It is War that is the root of peril!"
So return the sword to its sheath!"
I said “An enemy, lacking in shame,
"So return the sword to its scabbard."
فَقُلتُso I said عَدُوٌّan enemy قَليلُlittle in الحَياءshame
فَقُلتُ عَدُوٌّ قَليلُ الحَياء
يُحاذِرُis wary of شَرّاًharm عَلىto دَولَتِهhis country
يُحاذِرُ شَرّاً عَلى دَولَتِه
So I said, "An enemy with little shame,
fearing harm upon his country.”
I thought, "A shameless adversary,"
fearing harm to his country."
He was once a candidate;
"Guarding against evil befalling his state."
هُيوزHughes وَقَدand indeed كانَhad been قَبلاًpreviously مُرَشَّحa candidate
هُيوز وَقَد كانَ قَبلاً مُرَشَّح
شَكَوتُI complained إِلَيهِto him اِنقِلابَthe upheaval of الأُمورaffairs
شَكَوتُ إِلَيهِ اِنقِلابَ الأُمور
Hughes, who had once been a candidate—
I complained to him of the world’s upheaval.
"Hughes"—who had once been a candidate—
I complained to him of the upheaval in affairs.
When I asked for an answer, he cleared his throat
To him I complained of how affairs had overturned.
وَلَمّاand when طَلَبَتُI requested الجَوابَthe answer تَنحنَحhe cleared his throat
وَلَمّا طَلَبَتُ الجَوابَ تَنحنَح
وَقالَand he said الحِلاقَةُshaving أَصلُthe root of الشُرورevils
وَقالَ الحِلاقَةُ أَصلُ الشُرور
And when I asked for an answer, he cleared his throat
And said “Barbering is the root of evils.”
And when I sought an answer, he cleared his throat
and said, "Shaving is the root of evil."
I said “Surely the candidate jests.”
And declared, "Shaving is the root of all evils."
فَقُلتُso I said المُرَشَّحَthe candidate لاno شَكَّdoubt يَمزَحis joking
فَقُلتُ المُرَشَّحَ لا شَكَّ يَمزَح
وَماand not زِلتُI ceased فيin حَيرَةbewilderment وَاِضطِرابand agitation
وَما زِلتُ في حَيرَة وَاِضطِراب
So I said, "The candidate is surely joking."
And still I remain distressed and confused,
I said, "The candidate is surely jesting,"
And I remained bewildered and troubled,
like an airplane in a gust of wind,
And I remained in bewilderment and unease,
كَطَيّارَةٍlike an airplane فيin مَهَبِّthe path of الهَواءِthe wind
كَطَيّارَةٍ في مَهَبِّ الهَواءِ
إِلىuntil أَنthat نَظَرتُI looked إِلىat لِحيَتِهhis beard
إِلى أَن نَظَرتُ إِلى لِحيَتِه
like an airplane in the wind's path,
until I looked at his beard.
Like a kite caught in the gusting wind,
until I looked at his beard.
Until I cast my gaze upon his beard.
Partial English translation: 39 of 40 Arabic lines translated.