إِنَّindeed عَضّيكَmy biting you ياO أَخيmy brother بِالمَلامِwith reproach
إِنَّ عَضّيكَ يا أَخي بِالمَلامِ
لاnot يُؤَدّيleads لِمِثلِto the like of هَذاthis الخِصامِthe quarrel
لا يُؤَدّي لِمِثلِ هَذا الخِصامِ
Indeed, my biting reproach of you, my brother,
Your rebuke, my brother, with blame
does not call for a quarrel such as this.
Does not lead to discord like this
أَنتَyou وَالشَمسِby the sun وَالضُحىand by the morning brightness وَاللَياليand by the nights الthe
أَنتَ وَالشَمسِ وَالضُحى وَاللَيالي ال
عَشرِten وَالفَجرِand by dawn غَيرُnot راعيa keeper of الذِمامِpledges
عَشرِ وَالفَجرِ غَيرُ راعي الذِمامِ
You—by the sun, the morning brightness, and the nights
You, the sun, the bright mornings, and the ten nights
numbering ten, and dawn—are no keeper of pledges.
And the dawn, other than the keeper of sorrows
ماnever عَهِدناكَwe have known you ياO كَريمَnoble of السَجاياcharacter
ما عَهِدناكَ يا كَريمَ السَجايا
تَصرِفُyou turn النَفسَthe soul عَنaway from هَناتِsmall faults of الكِرامِnoble people
تَصرِفُ النَفسَ عَن هَناتِ الكِرامِ
We never knew you, noble of character,
We never knew you, O noble of nature
to turn your soul away from noble people's small faults.
To turn the soul away from the zeal of the generous
لَيسَthere is not فيin كُتبِناour letters سُؤالُa request for نَوالٍbounty
لَيسَ في كُتبِنا سُؤالُ نَوالٍ
مِنكَfrom you حَتّىsuch that خَشيتَyou feared رَدَّreturning السَلامِthe greeting of peace
مِنكَ حَتّى خَشيتَ رَدَّ السَلامِ
In our letters there is no request for bounty
There is not in our books a question of obtaining
from you, that you should fear to return a greeting.
Anything from you, that you feared rejecting greetings
نَحنُwe نَرضىare content بِالقوتِwith sustenance مِنfrom هَذِهِthis الدُنthe world (first part)
نَحنُ نَرضى بِالقوتِ مِن هَذِهِ الدُن
ياcompletion of 'world' وَإِنand even if باتَit were دونَless than قوتِthe sustenance of النَعامِostriches
يا وَإِن باتَ دونَ قوتِ النَعامِ
We are content with sustenance from this world,
We are content with sustenance in this world
even if it were less than the fare of ostriches.
Even if it falls short of the sustenance of ostriches
وَإِذاand if خانَbetrays قِسمُناour allotted share ماnot شَكَوناwe complain
وَإِذا خانَ قِسمُنا ما شَكَونا
لِسِوىto anyone other than اللَهِGod أَعدَلِthe fairest of القُسّامِapportioners
لِسِوى اللَهِ أَعدَلِ القُسّامِ
And if our lot betrays us, we do not complain
And if our share is betrayed, we will not complain
to anyone but God, the fairest of apportioners.
Except to Allah, the most just of dividers
كَيفَhow تَنسىyou forget ياO بابِلِيُّBabylonian غَريباًa stranger
كَيفَ تَنسى يا بابِلِيُّ غَريباً
باتَspent the night بَينَamid الظُنونِdoubts وَالأَوهامِand illusions
باتَ بَينَ الظُنونِ وَالأَوهامِ
How can you forget, O Babylonian, a stranger
How can you forget, O Babylonian stranger
who spent the night amid doubts and illusions,
Who spent the night among suspicions and illusions
وَحَزيناًand a grieving man إِذاwhen تَنَفَّسَhe breathes عادَتbecame
وَحَزيناً إِذا تَنَفَّسَ عادَت
فَحمَةُcoal-blackness اللَيلِof night جَمرَةًan ember مِنof ضِرامِblazing fire
فَحمَةُ اللَيلِ جَمرَةً مِن ضِرامِ
and a grieving man whose breath turns
And saddened, when he sighed, the embers
the night's coal-blackness into an ember of blazing fire?
Of night returned as burning coals
وَإِذاand when أَنَّhe moans كادَalmost يَنصَدِعُsplits الأُفthe horizon (first part)
وَإِذا أَنَّ كادَ يَنصَدِعُ الأُف
قُcompletion of 'horizon' وَتَعتَلُّand falls ill دَورَةَthe revolution الأَجرامِof the celestial bodies
قُ وَتَعتَلُّ دَورَةَ الأَجرامِ
And when he moans, the horizon almost splits,
And if he despaired, about to crack from grief
and the heavenly bodies' course grows sick.
And the cycle of celestial spheres became disordered
باتَspent the night تَحتَbeneath البَلاءِaffliction حَتّىuntil تَمَنّىhe wished
باتَ تَحتَ البَلاءِ حَتّى تَمَنّى
لَوif only يَكونُit might be المَبيتُthe night's lodging تَحتَbeneath الرَغامِthe dust
لَو يَكونُ المَبيتُ تَحتَ الرَغامِ
He spent the night beneath affliction until he wished
He spent the night under affliction until he wished
that his lodging for the night were beneath the dust.
That dwelling would be under soft sand