أربّO master of القوافيthe rhymes قدindeed غداhas become لكَto you مذعناًsubmissive
أربّ القوافي قد غدا لكَ مذعناً
بهاthrough them محرزُone who attains الفضلdistinction اكتساباًby earning it ووارثُهْand its inheritor
بها محرزُ الفضل اكتساباً ووارثُهْ
O master of rhymes, now yielding to you
The rhymes' master has become submissive to you
through them are both he who earns distinction and he who inherits it.
Through it, excellence's merit is gained and inherited
لوif المتنبّيal-Mutanabbi شاهدwitnessed الحِكَمthe wise sayings التيthat
لو المتنبّي شاهد الحِكَم التي
نطقتَyou spoke بهاwith them ماnot شكَّhe doubted أنَّكthat you باعثُهْhis resurrector
نطقتَ بها ما شكَّ أنَّك باعثُهْ
Had al-Mutanabbi seen the wise sayings that
If Al-Mutanabbi witnessed the wisdom
you uttered, he would not have doubted that you had resurrected him.
You spoke, he wouldn't doubt you revived it
هيthey الباقياتthe enduring ones الصالحاتthe righteous ones أطايبthe choicest الthe
هي الباقيات الصالحات أطايب ال
قريضverse ولكنand yet ماwhatever سواهاis other than them خبائثُهْits vile parts
قريض ولكن ما سواها خبائثُهْ
They are the enduring good deeds, the choicest of
They are the remaining good things, the finest
verse; but all the rest of it is vile.
Poetry, but anything else is worthless
فحسبُكso enough for you منهاfrom among them معجزاًas a miracle بمديحِin praise of مَنone who
فحسبُك منها معجزاً بمديحِ مَن
معاجزُmiracles كلّall الأنبياءthe prophets موارثُهْhis inherited legacies
معاجزُ كلّ الأنبياء موارثُهْ
So their praise of him is miracle enough for you:
It suffices you from it as a miracle, praising one
the miracles of all the prophets are his inheritance.
Whose miracles all prophets inherited
غدتthey became كعصاlike the staff of موسىMoses ولكنَّماand yet بهاthrough them
غدت كعصا موسى ولكنَّما بها
قدindeed التقفاwere both swallowed سحرthe magic of القريضverse ونافثُهْand the one who breathes it
قد التقفا سحر القريض ونافثُهْ
They have become like Moses’ staff, yet through them
It became like Moses' staff, but with which
the magic of verse and its spell-breather have both been swallowed.
The sorcery of poetry came together and blew
كفىit suffices أنَّهاthat they فيin أمَّةthe nation of الشعرpoetry قبلةٌa direction of prayer
كفى أنَّها في أمَّة الشعر قبلةٌ
إليهاtoward them قديمُancient النظمverse صلَّىhas prayed وحادثُهْand its new verse
إليها قديمُ النظم صلَّى وحادثُهْ
It suffices that, in the nation of poetry, they are a focus of prayer,
Enough that among the nation of poetry it is a direction
toward which verse, ancient and new alike, has prayed.
To which old and new poems prayed