أَبداًforever تُنَكِّبُyou turn aside عَنfrom ضَلالٍerror سادراًa heedless wanderer
أَبداً تُنَكِّبُ عَن ضَلالٍ سادراً
بِثُقوبِwith the kindling of زِنْدِكَyour fire-stick أَوor تَدُلّyou point the way علىto هُدَىright guidance
بِثُقوبِ زِنْدِكَ أَو تَدُلّ على هُدَى
Forever you turn a heedless wanderer away from error
Never have you strayed from the right path
with the kindling of your fire-stick, or point the way to guidance.
With the holes of your spear or pointed to guidance
سُدْتَyou ruled over الكُهُولَthe mature men مِنَamong الملوكِthe kings مُراهِقاًwhile still a youth
سُدْتَ الكُهُولَ مِنَ الملوكِ مُراهِقاً
وشَأَوْتَand you surpassed شِيبَهُمtheir gray-haired men البوازِلَthe seasoned stalwarts أَمرداwhile beardless
وشَأَوْتَ شِيبَهُم البوازِلَ أَمردا
You ruled over mature kings while still a youth,
You surpassed seasoned kings in your youth
and surpassed their grizzled stalwarts while still beardless.
And outshone their white hair while still a lad
إِنْif شيَّدواthey built high صَرْحاًa palace أَنافَrose high مَنارهits tower
إِنْ شيَّدوا صَرْحاً أَنافَ مَناره
أَوor أسجدواthey bowed لِلكَأسِbefore the winecup جَدَّدhe renewed مَسْجِداa mosque
أَو أسجدوا لِلكَأسِ جَدَّد مَسْجِدا
If they raised a palace whose tower soared,
If they built a palace scraping the sky
or bowed before the winecup, he renewed a mosque.
Or prostrated to the chalice renewing allegiance
وَإِذاand when اسْتَهَزَّتهمset them swaying قلائدُnecklaces of song مَعْبَدٍMa‘bad
وَإِذا اسْتَهَزَّتهم قلائدُ مَعْبَدٍ
هَزَّتْهُstirred him مَوعِظَةٌan admonition فعرفَand so he knew مَعبداa place of worship
هَزَّتْهُ مَوعِظَةٌ فعرفَ مَعبدا
And when Ma‘bad’s necklaces of song set them swaying,
And if their necklaces in the temple mocked them
an admonition stirred him, and he knew a house of worship.
A sermon admonished it and it knew the temple
قَسَماًI swear لِشامِfor the beauty-spots of الشامِSyria مِنكin you مهنَّدٌan Indian-forged sword
قَسَماً لِشامِ الشامِ مِنك مهنَّدٌ
أَرضاهُpleased it مَشهوراًdrawn وَراعَand inspired awe مُقلّداworn at the side
أَرضاهُ مَشهوراً وَراعَ مُقلّدا
I swear: Syria’s beauty-spots have in you an Indian-forged sword;
By the Crescent, a praiseworthy part of you from Damascus
it pleased Syria when drawn, and struck awe when worn.
Pleased it renowned and followed by the indebted
وَتَمَسَّكand clung الإِسلامIslam مِنكِin you بعُرْوَةٍto a handhold
وَتَمَسَّك الإِسلام مِنكِ بعُرْوَةٍ
اللَّهُGod أبْرَمَtwisted tight حَبْلَهاits cord فَاِستَصَحداand so it grew firm
اللَّهُ أبْرَمَ حَبْلَها فَاِستَصَحدا
And Islam clung to a handhold in you;
And Islam held fast to a handhold from you
God twisted its cord tight, and it grew firm.
That God tied its rope so it sought refuge
أَشفىwas near death فَكنتand so you were شِفاءَهits cure مِنfrom حادِثٍa calamity
أَشفى فَكنت شِفاءَه مِن حادِثٍ
غاداهُcame upon it at dawn عارِضُهُits cloud مُرَدَّىcloaked بِالرَّداin death
غاداهُ عارِضُهُ مُرَدَّى بِالرَّدا
It was near death; you were its remedy against a calamity
You were its healing from an affliction
whose cloud came upon it at dawn, cloaked in death.
That relapsed upon it collapsed in recidivism
كُنتَyou were الصَّباحَthe dawn لِلَيلِهِfor its night لَمّاwhen دَجاit grew dark
كُنتَ الصَّباحَ لِلَيلِهِ لَمّا دَجا
والغَوْثand the succor كَفَّchecked لظاهُits blaze حينَwhen توقَّداit flared
والغَوْث كَفَّ لظاهُ حينَ توقَّدا
You were the dawn for its night when it grew dark,
You were the dawn to its night when it darkened
and the succor that checked its blaze when it flared.
And salvation when the kindling flared up
اللَّهGod! يَومَthe day أَطلعتكbrought you forth بهِon it النَّوَىdistance
اللَّه يَومَ أَطلعتك بهِ النَّوَى
يَجتابُdons مِنfrom مُهَجِthe lifeblood of الأَصافِرthe Yellow Ones مجسّداa crimson tunic
يَجتابُ مِن مُهَجِ الأَصافِر مجسّدا
God! On the day when distance brought you forth,
God, the day He brought you forth with purpose
donning a crimson tunic of the Yellow Ones’ lifeblood,
He picks from the meadows of lions embodied
نَشوانَintoxicated غنَّتْكَsang to you الظُّبَىthe sword-edges مَفلولَةnotched
نَشوانَ غنَّتْكَ الظُّبَى مَفلولَة
وَأَمالَand bent عِطْفَيْكyour two flanks الوشيحthe spear-shafts مقصّداstriking home
وَأَمالَ عِطْفَيْك الوشيح مقصّدا
intoxicated, as notched sword-edges sang to you,
The antelope sang your praises headlong
and the spear-shafts made your flanks sway as they struck home,
And the oryx eyed your kindness intended
فيin مَعرَكٍa battle ماnever قامَstood بَأْسُكَyour might دونَهُbefore it
في مَعرَكٍ ما قامَ بَأْسُكَ دونَهُ
إِلّاexcept that أَقامَit made rise المُشركينَthe polytheists وَأَقْعَداand made sit
إِلّا أَقامَ المُشركينَ وَأَقْعَدا
in a battle where your might never took its stand
In a battle, your might never fell short
without making the idolaters rise and sit again.
But rather subjugated the polytheists and humbled
ولَكَمْand how many a مكرّbattlefield قمتَyou stood فيهِin it معلّماًwearing a battle-emblem
ولَكَمْ مكرّ قمتَ فيهِ معلّماً
أَرضىpleased إِلهَكَyour God وَالمَسيحَand the Messiah وَأَحمَداand Ahmad
أَرضى إِلهَكَ وَالمَسيحَ وَأَحمَدا
And how many a battlefield, where you stood wearing your battle-emblem,
And how many times you cunningly schemed
pleased your God, the Messiah, and Ahmad!
Pleasing your God, Jesus, and Ahmad
يَومَthe day of العُرَيمَةِal-‘Uraymah وَالحَطيمِand al-Hatim وَحارِمand Harim
يَومَ العُرَيمَةِ وَالحَطيمِ وَحارِم
وَشِعابِand the ravines of باسوطاBasuta وَهابand Hab وَصَرْخداand Sarkhad
وَشِعابِ باسوطا وَهاب وَصَرْخدا
On the day of al-‘Uraymah, al-Hatim, and Harim,
The day of al-‘Uraymah, al-Hatiim, and Hārim
and Basuta’s ravines, and Hab, and Sarkhad.
And the valleys of Bāsūṭā, Hāb, and Sarakhid
لاmay ... never يَعدمlack الإِشراكpolytheism حَدَّكyour blade’s edge إِنَّهُfor it
لا يَعدم الإِشراك حَدَّك إِنَّهُ
ماnever سَلّwas drawn فيهمamong them حاكِماًas a judge إِلّاexcept that اِعتَدىit transgressed
ما سَلّ فيهم حاكِماً إِلّا اِعتَدى
May idolatry never lack your blade’s edge, for it
Oppression never lacked your edge, indeed
was never drawn among them as a judge without overstepping the bounds.
No ruler among them asked but tyrannized
أَهمَدتهمyou extinguished them مِنfrom بَعدِafter ماthat مَلأواthey filled الملاthe open plain
أَهمَدتهم مِن بَعدِ ما مَلأوا الملا
رجلاًwith men فَهلso, were ...? كانَتwere سُيوفُكَyour swords مرقداa sleeping draught
رجلاً فَهل كانَت سُيوفُكَ مرقدا
You extinguished them after they had filled the open plain
You stifled them after they had filled the land
with men—were your swords, then, a sleeping draught?
With men, were your swords ever sheathed?
طَلَعتْrose نُجومُthe stars of الحَقِّtruth مِنfrom آفاقِهاtheir horizons
طَلَعتْ نُجومُ الحَقِّ مِن آفاقِها
وَأَعادهاand restored them كَرُّthe turning of العصورِthe ages كَماas بَداfirst appeared
وَأَعادها كَرُّ العصورِ كَما بَدا
The stars of truth rose from their horizons,
The stars of truth rose from their horizons
and the turning of the ages restored them as they first appeared.
And the cycle of time returned them as they began
وَهَوىand fell الصَّليبُthe cross وحِزْبُهُand its faction وَتَبخترَand strutted الْthe
وَهَوى الصَّليبُ وحِزْبُهُ وَتَبخترَ الْ
إسْلامُIslam مِنfrom بَعدِafter التساقفrule by bishops أَغيَداsupple and graceful
إسْلامُ مِن بَعدِ التساقف أَغيَدا
And the cross and its faction fell, and there strutted
And the Cross fell with its partisans, and Islam swaggered
Islam, lithe and graceful after the bishops’ rule.
After the bishopric, no longer feeble
سَبَقَit outstripped المُجَلّيthe leading racer للخُطَىin strides فرفعهso its elevation
سَبَقَ المُجَلّي للخُطَى فرفعه
نَسَقcoordination بِثمّwith ‘then’ وَقدthough already رُفعتْit was raised بِالاِبتِداas the grammatical subject
نَسَق بِثمّ وَقد رُفعتْ بِالاِبتِدا
It outpaced the leading racer in stride; that racer’s elevation was
Al-Mujalli preceded in footsteps, so he raised him
by coordination with ‘then,’ though once raised as the grammatical subject.
To the position, and he too was raised gradually