عَلىon ذَروَةٍa summit بَينَamong أَطلالِthe ruins of صُورTyre
عَلى ذَروَةٍ بَينَ أَطلالِ صُور
يُحيطُsurround بِهاaround it شَجَرٌtrees وَصُخورand rocks
يُحيطُ بِها شَجَرٌ وَصُخور
On a summit among the ruins of Tyre,
Ringed by trees and rocks,
يَقومُstands بِناءٌa building كَعُشِّlike a nest of النُسورeagles
يَقومُ بِناءٌ كَعُشِّ النُسور
بِناءٌa building يَرىsee العابِرونَpassersby عَلَيهupon it
بِناءٌ يَرى العابِرونَ عَلَيه
Stands a building like a nest of eagles.
A building on which passersby see
نَباتاًvegetation تَرامىspread عَلىalong جانِبَيهits two sides
نَباتاً تَرامى عَلى جانِبَيه
فَغَطّىand so covered بِعَوَسجِهِwith its thornbushes سُدفَتَيهits two doorways
فَغَطّى بِعَوَسجِهِ سُدفَتَيه
Vegetation that has spread along its two sides
And covered its two doorways with its thornbushes.
كَرَمسٍlike a tomb قَديمٍancient لَمينٍof lies وَزورand falsehood
كَرَمسٍ قَديمٍ لَمينٍ وَزور
تَكَلَّلَwas crowned بِالشَوكِwith thorns لاnot بِالزُهورwith flowers
تَكَلَّلَ بِالشَوكِ لا بِالزُهور
Like an ancient tomb of lies and falsehood,
Crowned with thorns, not flowers.
طَلاهُpainted it الظَلامُdarkness بِلَونwith the hue of دُجاهits deep darkness
طَلاهُ الظَلامُ بِلَون دُجاه
لِكَثرَةbecause of the many times ماthat لامَستهُbrushed against it خُطاهits footsteps
لِكَثرَة ما لامَستهُ خُطاه
Darkness painted it in the hue of its gloom,
For its footsteps had brushed against it so often.
وَمَرَّand passed عَلَيهover it الضِياlight فَطَلاهand so painted it
وَمَرَّ عَلَيه الضِيا فَطَلاه
كَأَنّيas though I بِهِlooking upon it بُرجُa tower of جِنٍّjinn وَحورand houris
كَأَنّي بِهِ بُرجُ جِنٍّ وَحور
And light passed over it and painted it too.
I fancy it a tower of jinn and houris,
تَرَدَّدَwavered بَينbetween ظِلامٍdarkness وَنورand light
تَرَدَّدَ بَين ظِلامٍ وَنور
إِذاwhen النورُlight لَوَّنَهُcolors it فيin السَحَرthe predawn hours
إِذا النورُ لَوَّنَهُ في السَحَر
Wavering between darkness and light.
When light colors it before dawn,
وَمَدَّand casts عَلَيهِover it ظِلالَthe shadows of الحَوَرthe poplars
وَمَدَّ عَلَيهِ ظِلالَ الحَوَر
تَراءىappears كَطَيفٍlike a phantom خِلالَamong الشَجَرthe trees
تَراءى كَطَيفٍ خِلالَ الشَجَر
And casts the shadows of poplars over it,
It appears like a phantom among the trees,
أَتىcame منfrom دَياميسِهits catacombs لِيَزورto visit
أَتى من دَياميسِه لِيَزور
بَقاياthe remnants of ذَراريِّthe descendants of تِلكَthose البُدورfull moons
بَقايا ذَراريِّ تِلكَ البُدور
Come from its catacombs to visit
The remnants of those full moons' offspring.
وَحينَand when يَسيلُstreams اصفِرارُthe yellow glow of المَغيبsunset
وَحينَ يَسيلُ اصفِرارُ المَغيب
عَلىover جانِبَيهits two sides بِشَكلٍin a manner كَئيبmournful
عَلى جانِبَيه بِشَكلٍ كَئيب
And when the yellow glow of sunset streams
Over its two sides in mournful fashion,
يَبينُappears كَهَيكَلlike a framework of عَظمٍbone مُريبeerie
يَبينُ كَهَيكَل عَظمٍ مُريب
أَبىrefused أَنto تُوَسِّدَهُlay it to rest فيin القُبورِthe graves
أَبى أَن تُوَسِّدَهُ في القُبورِ
It looms like an eerie skeleton
That refused to be laid to rest in the graves
غَداةَon the day when تَمرَّدَit rebelled أَيديthe hands of الدُهورthe ages
غَداةَ تَمرَّدَ أَيدي الدُهور
بِناءٌa building تُزَنِّرُgirdle أَسوارَهُits walls
بِناءٌ تُزَنِّرُ أَسوارَهُ
By the hands of the ages, on the day it rebelled.
A building whose walls are girdled
خَرائبُruins تَعرِفُknow أَسرارَهُits secrets
خَرائبُ تَعرِفُ أَسرارَهُ
فَقَدfor indeed عاشَتthey lived الدَهرَthrough the ages سُمّارَهُits evening companions
فَقَد عاشَت الدَهرَ سُمّارَهُ
By ruins that know its secrets;
For through the ages they have been its evening companions.
فَأَصغِso listen لِنَسأَلَlet us ask عَنهُabout it الصُخورthe rocks
فَأَصغِ لِنَسأَلَ عَنهُ الصُخور
أَلِلحُبِّfor love? شُيِّدَwas built أَمor لِلشُرورfor evil
أَلِلحُبِّ شُيِّدَ أَم لِلشُرور
So listen: let us ask the rocks about it—
Was it built for love, or for evil?
أَياO سائِلَyou who ask الصَخرِthe rock عَنabout جارِهِits neighbor
أَيا سائِلَ الصَخرِ عَن جارِهِ
دَعِlet الصَخرَthe rock يَنطِقspeak بِأَخبارِهِof its tales
دَعِ الصَخرَ يَنطِق بِأَخبارِهِ
O you who ask the rock about its neighbor,
Let the rock tell its tales;
فَلَيسَfor it is not ضَنيناًsparing بِاِسرارِهِwith its secrets
فَلَيسَ ضَنيناً بِاِسرارِهِ
بَناهُbuilt it الجَلالُmajesty وَشَيَّدَand raised مَجدَهits glory
بَناهُ الجَلالُ وَشَيَّدَ مَجدَه
For it is not sparing with its secrets.
Majesty built it and raised its glory;
وَقدand indeed كانَwas عَهدُthe age of الجَبابِرmighty rulers عَهدَهits age
وَقد كانَ عَهدُ الجَبابِر عَهدَه
وَكانand was الزَمانُTime المسوَّدُthe lordly عَبدَهits slave
وَكان الزَمانُ المسوَّدُ عَبدَه
And the age of mighty rulers was its age,
And lordly Time was its slave.
تُنارُare illuminated اللَياليthe nights بِأَنوارِهِby its lights
تُنارُ اللَيالي بِأَنوارِهِ
وَتُزهىand are adorned بِأَعيادِwith the feasts of سُمّارِهits evening companions
وَتُزهى بِأَعيادِ سُمّارِه
The nights were lit by its lights,
And adorned with the feasts of its evening companions.
بَنَتهُbuilt it يَدُthe hand of الفاتِحينَthe conquerors الأُلىwho
بَنَتهُ يَدُ الفاتِحينَ الأُلى
أَهابواthey called بِفينيقياto Phoenicia لِلعُلىto the heights
أَهابوا بِفينيقيا لِلعُلى
It was built by the hand of the conquerors who
Summoned Phoenicia to the heights;
فَأَمسىand so became بِهِمthrough them شَعبُهاher people الأَوَّلاforemost
فَأَمسى بِهِم شَعبُها الأَوَّلا
يَقودُleads الزَمانَTime بِأَبصارِهِwith its eyes
يَقودُ الزَمانَ بِأَبصارِهِ
So through them her people became foremost,
Leading Time with its gaze,
وَيُسجِدُهُand makes it prostrate itself تَحتَbeneath أَسوارِهِits walls
وَيُسجِدُهُ تَحتَ أَسوارِهِ
وَكانَتand was أَميرَتُهُits princess يَومَon the day كانit was
وَكانَت أَميرَتُهُ يَومَ كان
And making it prostrate itself beneath its walls.
And its princess was—when it was
أَميرَthe prince of القُصورِpalaces بِذاكَin that الزَمانage
أَميرَ القُصورِ بِذاكَ الزَمان
كَحورِيَّةٍlike a houri مِنamong عَذارىthe virgins of الجِنانparadise
كَحورِيَّةٍ مِن عَذارى الجِنان
The prince of palaces in that age—
Like a houri among the virgins of paradise,
مُعَطَّرَةٍperfumed مِثلَlike أِشجارِهِits trees
مُعَطَّرَةٍ مِثلَ أِشجارِهِ
بِدُهنِwith the oil of اللبانfrankincense وَأَسحارِهِand its enchantments
بِدُهنِ اللبان وَأَسحارِهِ
Perfumed like its trees,
With frankincense oil and its enchantments.
وَهَبَّتand blew عَلىover القَصرthe palace ريحٌa wind سَمومscorching
وَهَبَّت عَلى القَصر ريحٌ سَموم
ذَرَتscattered مِنهُfrom it أَنوارَthe lights of تِلكَthose النُجومstars
ذَرَت مِنهُ أَنوارَ تِلكَ النُجوم
And a scorching wind blew over the palace,
Scattering from it the lights of those stars,
كَماjust as ذَرَتِscattered النارُfire شَعبَthe people of سَدومSodom
كَما ذَرَتِ النارُ شَعبَ سَدوم
وَلمand did not يَبقَremain منof مَجدthe glory of آثارِهِits monuments
وَلم يَبقَ من مَجد آثارِهِ
As fire scattered the people of Sodom;
And nothing remained of its monuments' glory
سِوىexcept غُرفاتٍchambers لتِذكارِهِto remember it by
سِوى غُرفاتٍ لتِذكارِهِ
تَرىyou see البومَthe owls يَخلفُsucceed أَربابَهاtheir lords
تَرى البومَ يَخلفُ أَربابَها
Except chambers to remember it by.
You see owls taking the place of their lords,
وَيَقتَحِمُand storms through النَتنُstench أَبوابَهاtheir doors
وَيَقتَحِمُ النَتنُ أَبوابَها
وَيَفتَرِشُand makes a bed of السوسُwoodworm أَخشابَهاtheir timbers
وَيَفتَرِشُ السوسُ أَخشابَها
And stench storms through their doors,
And woodworm makes a bed of their timbers.
كَشَعيبٍlike Shu'ayb تَخَلّىwithdrew لأَشرارِهِfor his evildoers
كَشَعيبٍ تَخَلّى لأَشرارِهِ
فَقامَso arose الدَمارُdestruction لإِنذارِهِfor his warning
فَقامَ الدَمارُ لإِنذارِهِ
Like Shu'ayb, who left his wicked folk to themselves,
So destruction arose to sound his warning.
لَقَدindeed سَلَّطتunleashed فُوَّهاتُthe mouths of الجَحيمhell
لَقَد سَلَّطت فُوَّهاتُ الجَحيم
عَلىupon صورَTyre ناراًfire وَسَخطاًand wrath عَظيمmighty
عَلى صورَ ناراً وَسَخطاً عَظيم
Indeed, the mouths of hell unleashed
Upon Tyre fire and mighty wrath,
كَنارِlike the fire of يَهوذاJudah وَأُورشَليمand Jerusalem
كَنارِ يَهوذا وَأُورشَليم
وَأَبقىand preserved الزَمانُTime بِأَسفارِهِin its chronicles
وَأَبقى الزَمانُ بِأَسفارِهِ
Like the fire of Judah and Jerusalem.
And Time preserved within its chronicles
منof المَجدِglory ذِكرىa memory لِزُوّارِهِfor its visitors
من المَجدِ ذِكرى لِزُوّارِهِ
تَأَمَّلcontemplate تَأَمَّلcontemplate بِروحكَwith your soul زُهدَهits renunciation
تَأَمَّل تَأَمَّل بِروحكَ زُهدَه
A memory of glory for its visitors.
Ponder, ponder with your soul its renunciation,
وَكَيفَand how تُبيدُdestroy صُروفُthe vicissitudes of اللَياليthe nights
وَكَيفَ تُبيدُ صُروفُ اللَيالي
أَميرَthe prince of القُصورِpalaces وَنَتركand we leave بَعدَهafter it
أَميرَ القُصورِ وَنَترك بَعدَه
And how the vicissitudes of night destroy
The prince of palaces, and we leave behind it
بَقاياremnants منof الغُرَفاتِthe chambers خَواليempty
بَقايا من الغُرَفاتِ خَوالي
خَواليَempty لَولاwere it not for الحَبيبَةُthe beloved وَردهWarda
خَواليَ لَولا الحَبيبَةُ وَرده
Remnants of chambers, empty—
Empty, were it not for beloved Warda.