نأىwent far away بيwith me عنfrom الأصحابfriends فيin سيرهits course العمرlife
نأى بي عن الأصحاب في سيره العمر
ويرجعand returns أحياناًsometimes إليهمto them بيwith me الذكرmemory
ويرجع أحياناً إليهم بي الذكر
Life, in its course, has carried me far from friends,
My life has drifted far from friends of old
and memory sometimes brings me back to them.
Though sometimes I'm reminded as memories unfold
يسرdelights الفتىthe young man محياهhis life ماas long as كانwas راجياًhopeful
يسر الفتى محياه ما كان راجياً
وتبقىand remain لهfor him الاشياءthings ماas long as بقيremains الفكرthought
وتبقى له الاشياء ما بقي الفكر
A young man's life delights him as long as he hopes,
A young man's life seems easy when hopes are high
and things endure for him as long as thought endures.
But things remain as thoughts within the mind reside
اذاif عاشhe lives عاشتlive ارضهhis earth وسماؤهand his sky
اذا عاش عاشت ارضه وسماؤه
وانand if ماتhe dies ماتتdie فيهwithin him دنياهhis world والدهرand time
وان مات ماتت فيه دنياه والدهر
If he lives, his earth and sky live,
If he lives his land and sky live too
and if he dies, his world and time die within him.
If he dies his world and fate also through
وليسand is not بحرa free man منwhoever تكلمspeaks هامساًin a whisper
وليس بحر من تكلم هامساً
ولكنbut منwhoever نادىcalls out جهاراًopenly هوhe الحرthe free man
ولكن من نادى جهاراً هو الحر
And he who speaks in whispers is not free,
And one who speaks in whispers is no free soul
but he who calls out openly is the free man.
But only one who shouts his thoughts is whole
الاbehold انماonly الارضthe earth التيwhich نحنwe فوقهاupon it
الا انما الارض التي نحن فوقها
هيit المهدthe cradle للابناءfor children ثمthen هيit القبرthe grave
هي المهد للابناء ثم هي القبر
Behold, the earth upon which we stand
Truly the very earth we walk upon
is but a cradle for children, and then a grave.
Is cradle for mankind, eventually our tomb
وانand if شئتyou wish فاحمدهاthen praise it وانand if شئتyou wish فاهجهاthen revile it
وان شئت فاحمدها وان شئت فاهجها
فليسfor it is not بذيof بالimportance عقوقكyour filial disobedience والبرand filial devotion
فليس بذي بال عقوقك والبر
Praise it if you wish, and revile it if you wish,
You may praise it or speak ill if you choose
for neither your ingratitude nor your devotion matters.
It cares not for your curses or your loving words
وماذاand what تحسfeels النفسthe soul مناof us لبقعةfor a patch of earth
وماذا تحس النفس منا لبقعة
تغورsink بهاin it فيin الآخرthe end الاوجهfaces الغرradiant
تغور بها في الآخر الاوجه الغر
And what does the soul within us feel for a patch of earth
Why should a speck of dirt where we will lie
where radiant faces sink at last?
Stir any feeling as we pass it by
وماand not زلتI have ceased منfrom بعدafter الاحبةloved ones صامتاsilent
وما زلت من بعد الاحبة صامتا
كماas يفعلdoes الصداحthe songbird انif صوحwithered الزهرthe blossoms
كما يفعل الصداح ان صوح الزهر
And since my loved ones departed, I have remained silent,
I've kept silent since those I loved are gone
as the songbird does when the blossoms wither.
As flowers close when bees no longer roam
لقدindeed كانwas شكىmy doubt فيabout السلامةsafety وافراًabundant
لقد كان شكى في السلامة وافراً
فانيfor I ركبتI embarked upon البحرthe sea يومon the day طغىoverflowed its bounds البحرthe sea
فاني ركبت البحر يوم طغى البحر
Indeed, I had grave doubts about my safety,
I had doubts enough about my fate
for I took to sea the day the sea ran wild.
When boarded a ship on a storm-tossed strait
يقولونthey say فيin الايمانfaith كلall نجاتناour salvation
يقولون في الايمان كل نجاتنا
وياand oh ربmany a ايمانfaith قويّstrong هوit is الكفرunbelief
ويا رب ايمان قويّ هو الكفر
They say all our salvation lies in faith,
They say faith alone is our salvation
yet many a firm faith is unbelief!
Yet Lord, strong faith looks like blasphemy
وينتظرونand they await الفجرthe dawn فيin ليلthe night قبرهمof their grave
وينتظرون الفجر في ليل قبرهم
ولكنbut لياليthe nights القبرof the grave ليسthere is no لهاfor them فجرdawn
ولكن ليالي القبر ليس لها فجر
And they await the dawn in the night of their grave,
And in their graves they wait for dawn
but the nights of the grave have no dawn.
But dawn never comes in that world forlorn
ولماand not yet يزلhas ceased نسرthe eagle المجرةof the Milky Way طائراًflying
ولما يزل نسر المجرة طائراً
اماis there not فيin فضاءthe expanse اللاnon- تناهيfinitude لهfor it وكرa nest
اما في فضاء اللا تناهي له وكر
And the eagle of the Milky Way is still flying—
An eagle forever soars through skies
has it no nest in the expanse of infinity?
Its boundless realm of stars a paradise