أَيهَاO الفُرْسَانُthe knights رُوَّادَpioneers of السَّمَاءْthe sky
أَيهَا الفُرْسَانُ رُوَّادَ السَّمَاءْ
إِنَّناindeed we قَوْمa people إلىfor المَجْدِglory ظِمَاءْthirsty
إِنَّنا قَوْم إلى المَجْدِ ظِمَاءْ
O knights, pioneers of the sky,
O knights, pioneers of the sky,
We are a people thirsting for glory.
We are a people thirsty for glory,
خَبِّرُونَاtell us وَانْقَعُواand quench غُلَّتَنَاour burning thirst
خَبِّرُونَا وَانْقَعُوا غُلَّتَنَا
كَيْفَhow جَوُّthe air of السَّائِدِينَthe masters العُظَمَاءْthe great
كَيْفَ جَوُّ السَّائِدِينَ العُظَمَاءْ
Tell us, and quench our burning thirst:
Tell us and quench our thirst,
What is the air of the great masters like?
How is it with the mighty victors,
كَيْفَhow جُوُّthe air of الفَتْحِconquest فِيمَاin what سَخَّرَتْhave subdued
كَيْفَ جُوُّ الفَتْحِ فِيمَا سَخَّرَتْ
مِنْof قُرَىthe towns of الدُّنْيَاthe world عُقُولُthe minds of العُلَمَاءْthe scientists
مِنْ قُرَى الدُّنْيَا عُقُولُ العُلَمَاءْ
What is conquest's air like over what was subdued
How is the atmosphere of conquest when
Of the world's towns by the minds of scientists?
The minds of scholars have subjugated the cities of the world,
كَيْفَhow جَوُّthe air of العَبْقَرِيَّاتِforms of genius وَقَدْand indeed
كَيْفَ جَوُّ العَبْقَرِيَّاتِ وَقَدْ
شَالَتِhave risen الأَطْوَادُthe mountains فِيهِin it كَالْهَبَاءْlike dust
شَالَتِ الأَطْوَادُ فِيهِ كَالْهَبَاءْ
What is the air of genius like, now that
How is the atmosphere of genius when
The mountains have risen in it like dust?
Pillars sway in it like motes of dust,
خَفَقَتْfluttered أَلْوِيَةُthe banners of الغَرْبِthe West وَلَمْand did not
خَفَقَتْ أَلْوِيَةُ الغَرْبِ وَلَمْ
يَكُbe بِالأَمْسِyesterday لَنَاfor us فِيهِin it لِوَاءْa banner
يَكُ بِالأَمْسِ لَنَا فِيهِ لِوَاءْ
The banners of the West fluttered, yet
The banners of the West have fluttered but
Yesterday we had no banner there.
Until yesterday we had no banner among them,
فَلَنَاso we have اليَوْمَtoday بِهِin it أَجْنِحَةٌwings
فَلَنَا اليَوْمَ بِهِ أَجْنِحَةٌ
وَلَنَاand we have أَبْطَالُنَاour heroes وَالشُّهدَاءْand the martyrs
وَلَنَا أَبْطَالُنَا وَالشُّهدَاءْ
So today we have wings there,
So today we have wings among them
And we have our heroes and the martyrs.
And we have our heroes and our martyrs,
هَبَطَdescended النَّسرُthe eagle بِفَرْخَيْهِwith its two eaglets وَمَاand not
هَبَطَ النَّسرُ بِفَرْخَيْهِ وَمَا
كَانَwas صَيَّادُهُمَاtheir hunter غَيْرَother than القَضَاءْfate
كَانَ صَيَّادُهُمَا غَيْرَ القَضَاءْ
The eagle descended with its two eaglets, and
The eagle descended with its fledglings and
Their hunter was none other than fate.
None but fate was their hunter,
أَيَّwhat a سَطْرٍline فِيin المَعَالِيglory كَتَبَاthey both wrote
أَيَّ سَطْرٍ فِي المَعَالِي كَتَبَا
بِالزَّكِيِّwith the pure الحُرِّnoble مِنْof تِلكَthat الدِّمَاءْblood
بِالزَّكِيِّ الحُرِّ مِنْ تِلكَ الدِّمَاءْ
What a line of glory they both wrote
What line in the heights did they inscribe
With that pure, noble blood!
With that pure blood of the virtuous,
قُتِلاَthey were both slain فِيfor حُبlove of مِصْرٍEgypt وَلَهَاand for her
قُتِلاَ فِي حُب مِصْرٍ وَلَهَا
كُلُّنَاall of us بِالمَالِwith wealth وَالرُّوحِand with soul فِدَاءْa ransom
كُلُّنَا بِالمَالِ وَالرُّوحِ فِدَاءْ
They were slain for love of Egypt; for her
They were killed in love of Egypt and
We are all her ransom, in wealth and soul.
We are all ransom for it with wealth and soul,
نَحْنُwe فِيin دَارِthe house of الأَسَىsorrow نَبْكِيهِمَاwe mourn them both
نَحْنُ فِي دَارِ الأَسَى نَبْكِيهِمَا
وَهُمَاand they both فِيamong الخَالِدِينَthe immortals السُّعَدَاءْthe blissful
وَهُمَا فِي الخَالِدِينَ السُّعَدَاءْ
In the house of sorrow, we mourn them both,
We in the abode of sorrow mourn them
While they are among the blissful immortals.
While they are among the eternal happy ones,
شَرَفٌan honor لَوْif بَذَلَgave المَرْءُa man بِهِfor it
شَرَفٌ لَوْ بَذَلَ المَرْءُ بِهِ
عُمْرَهُhis life لَمْnot يَكْنِbe العُمْرُthe life كِفَاءْsufficient recompense
عُمْرَهُ لَمْ يَكْنِ العُمْرُ كِفَاءْ
An honor for which, if a man gave
It is an honor that if one sacrificed
His life, that life would not be recompense enough.
His life for it, life would not equal it,
بيْنَbetween مَنْwhoever يَرْثِيmourns وَمَنْand whoever يُرْثَىis mourned لهُfor him
بيْنَ مَنْ يَرْثِي وَمَنْ يُرْثَى لهُ
أَكْثَرُmost of الأَحْيَاءِthe living أَوْلَىmore deserving بِالرِّثَاءْof lament
أَكْثَرُ الأَحْيَاءِ أَوْلَى بِالرِّثَاءْ
Between those who mourn and those who are mourned,
Between one who eulogizes and one eulogized
Most of the living are more deserving of lament.
Most of the living are more deserving of elegy,
أيُّهاO السِّرْبُthe flock المُوَافِيarriving وَبِهِand in it
أيُّها السِّرْبُ المُوَافِي وَبِهِ
عَنfor فَقِيدَيْهِits two departed العَزِيزَيْنِbeloved عَزَاءْconsolation
عَن فَقِيدَيْهِ العَزِيزَيْنِ عَزَاءْ
O arriving flock, bearing
O accompanying formation, may it bring
Solace for its two beloved dead,
Solace for its two dear departed,
هَاتِbring نَسِّمنَاrefresh us نَسِيماًa breeze طَاهِراًpure
هَاتِ نَسِّمنَا نَسِيماً طَاهِراً
لَمْnot يُكّدَّرْbe clouded بِقَذىًby a mote مِنْهُof it الصَّفاءْthe clarity
لَمْ يُكّدَّرْ بِقَذىً مِنْهُ الصَّفاءْ
Come, refresh us with a pure breeze,
Give us a waft of pure breeze
Whose clarity no speck of dust has clouded,
Unblemished by any speck to mar its clarity,
خَالصِاًfree مِنْfrom أَثَرِthe trace of السُّمpoison الَّذِيwhich
خَالصِاً مِنْ أَثَرِ السُّم الَّذِي
يُفْسِدُcorrupts الذُّلُّhumiliation بِهِwith it طَلْقَthe open الْهَوَاءْair
يُفْسِدُ الذُّلُّ بِهِ طَلْقَ الْهَوَاءْ
Free of traces of the poison with which
Pure from the taint of poison which
Humiliation fouls the open air.
Corrupts the open air with disgrace,
مَاwhat شَعُورُthe feeling of المَرْءِa man فِيin تِلْكَthose العُلَىheights
مَا شَعُورُ المَرْءِ فِي تِلْكَ العُلَى
حِينَwhen يَرْقَىhe ascends وَلَهُand he has مُلْكُdominion over الفَضَاءْthe sky
حِينَ يَرْقَى وَلَهُ مُلْكُ الفَضَاءْ
What does a man feel in those heights,
What are a person’s feelings at that summit
When he ascends and the sky is his domain?
When he ascends and holds sway over space,
أَيَرَىَdoes he see? فِيin الشَّامِخَthe towering المُنْدَاحِspread out مِنْfrom
أَيَرَىَ فِي الشَّامِخَ المُنْدَاحِ مِنْ
دُونِهِbeneath him كَيْفَhow مَآلُthe outcome of الكِبْرِيَاءْpride
دُونِهِ كَيْفَ مَآلُ الكِبْرِيَاءْ
Does he see, in the towering heights spread out
Does he see in the towering, spreading
Beneath him, what becomes of pride?
Beneath him the fate of arrogance,
أَيَرَىdoes he see? وَالبَحْرُand the sea مَرْدُودٌreduced إِلىto
أَيَرَى وَالبَحْرُ مَرْدُودٌ إِلى
مُلْتَقَىthe meeting point of حَدَّيْهِits two edges مَاwhat حَدُّthe limit of البَقَاءْpermanence
مُلْتَقَى حَدَّيْهِ مَا حَدُّ البَقَاءْ
Does he see, as the sea is reduced to
Does he see the sea thrust back to the
Its two edges' meeting point, the limit of permanence?
Juncture of its two edges—what is the limit of permanence,
أَيَرَىdoes he see? الضِّدَّيْنِthe two opposites مِنْof خَفْضٍlowliness وَمِنْand of
أَيَرَى الضِّدَّيْنِ مِنْ خَفْضٍ وَمِنْ
رِفْعَةٍloftiness صَارَاthey both became إِلىinto شَيْءٍa thing سَوَاءْequal
رِفْعَةٍ صَارَا إِلى شَيْءٍ سَوَاءْ
Does he see the two opposites—lowliness and
Does he see opposites of lowness and
Loftiness—become one and the same?
Loftiness made equal in the end,
جَوْلَةٌa flight لِلْمَرْءِfor a man إِنْif يَسْمُhe rises بِهَاthrough it
جَوْلَةٌ لِلْمَرْءِ إِنْ يَسْمُ بِهَا
فَبِهَاso in it كُلُّall الرِّضَىcontentment قَبْلَbefore الفَنَاءْdeath
فَبِهَا كُلُّ الرِّضَى قَبْلَ الفَنَاءْ
A flight, if through it a man ascends,
A flight for a person, if he takes it,
Holds all contentment before death.
Therein is all contentment before oblivion,
نَزَلَalighted الأُسْطُولُthe fleet فِيin أَعْيُنِناour eyes
نَزَلَ الأُسْطُولُ فِي أَعْيُنِنا
مَنزِلَthe place of القُوَّةِstrength مِنْهَاwithin them وَالضِّياءْand radiance
مَنزِلَ القُوَّةِ مِنْهَا وَالضِّياءْ
The fleet alighted in our eyes,
The fleet descended before our eyes
At the seat of their strength and radiance;
In the position of power and radiance from it,
وَتَلَقَّتهُand received it الحَنَايَاthe bosoms هَابِطاًdescending
وَتَلَقَّتهُ الحَنَايَا هَابِطاً
مَهْبِطَthe landing place of اليَقْظَةِawakening مِنْهَاwithin them وَالرَّجَاءْand hope
مَهْبِطَ اليَقْظَةِ مِنْهَا وَالرَّجَاءْ
And our bosoms received it as it descended,
And the songs of praise received it descending,
To the seat of their awakening and hope.
The place of awakening and hope from it,
فَرِحَrejoiced الأَحْيَاءُthe living فِيin مِصْرَEgypt بِهِat it
فَرِحَ الأَحْيَاءُ فِي مِصْرَ بِهِ
فَرَحاًwith joy لَمْnot يَنْتَقِصْdiminish مِنْهُfrom it مِرِاءْdispute
فَرَحاً لَمْ يَنْتَقِصْ مِنْهُ مِرِاءْ
The living in Egypt rejoiced at it
The living rejoiced in Egypt for it
With a joy no dispute diminished.
An unalloyed joy admitting no doubt,
وَاسْتَقَرَّتْand settled مِنْfrom مُنىًhopes مَقْلِقَةٍtroubling
وَاسْتَقَرَّتْ مِنْ مُنىً مَقْلِقَةٍ
لَمَثَاوِيَهَاto their resting places بَقَايَاthe remains of القُدَماءْthe ancients
لَمَثَاوِيَهَا بَقَايَا القُدَماءْ
And, freed from troubling hopes, there settled
And there settled, leaving behind disquiet,
Into their resting places the remains of the ancients.
In their haunts the relics of the ancients,
شَرَفاًhonor to you! يَاO سِرْبُflock لاَdo not يَكْرُثْكَtrouble you فِيin
شَرَفاً يَا سِرْبُ لاَ يَكْرُثْكَ فِي
عَزَّةِthe glory of الفَوْزِvictory نَكِيرُthe censure of السُّفهَاءْthe fools
عَزَّةِ الفَوْزِ نَكِيرُ السُّفهَاءْ
Honor to you, O flock! Do not be troubled, amid
What an honor, O formation, let not
Victory's glory, by the censure of fools.
The disavowal of fools trouble your pride of victory,
هَلْdo ...? تَنَالُreach الصَّائِلَthe assailant الجَائِلَthe roaming one فِيin
هَلْ تَنَالُ الصَّائِلَ الجَائِلَ فِي
فَلَكِthe orbit of النَّسرِthe eagle سِهَامٌarrows مِنْof هَوَاءْair
فَلَكِ النَّسرِ سِهَامٌ مِنْ هَوَاءْ
Can the assailant roaming in
Can the erratic arrows reaching
The eagle's orbit be struck by arrows of air?
The eagle’s orbit be anything but air,
قُسِمَwas apportioned العَيْشُlife وَأَدْنَىand the lowest قِسْمَةٍshare
قُسِمَ العَيْشُ وَأَدْنَى قِسْمَةٍ
فِيهِin it لِلمُسْتَسْلِمِينَfor those who surrender الضُّعَفَاءْthe weak
فِيهِ لِلمُسْتَسْلِمِينَ الضُّعَفَاءْ
Life has been apportioned, and the lowest share
Life is apportioned, and the lowest
In it goes to the weak who surrender.
Share of it is for the submissive weaklings,
منْذsince أَزْمَعْتَyou resolved on مَآباًa return وَعَدَتْand raced
منْذ أَزْمَعْتَ مَآباً وَعَدَتْ
دُونَهُin its way الأَخْطَارُthe dangers فِيin تِلْكَthose الجِوَاءْskies
دُونَهُ الأَخْطَارُ فِي تِلْكَ الجِوَاءْ
Since you resolved to return, and there raced
Since you ventured a course and beyond it
Before it the dangers in those skies,
Dangers lurked in that atmosphere,
كُلُّevery نَفْسٍsoul وَجَمَتْfell silent مِنْfrom خَشْيَةٍfear
كُلُّ نَفْسٍ وَجَمَتْ مِنْ خَشْيَةٍ
وَأَحَسَّتand felt مَاwhat تُعَانِيyou endure مِنْof بَلاَءْhardship
وَأَحَسَّت مَا تُعَانِي مِنْ بَلاَءْ
Every soul fell silent with fear,
Every soul trembled in awe
And felt the hardship you endured.
And felt what torment it was undergoing,
إِنِّماonly البُعْدُdistance عَنِfrom القَلْبِthe heart نَوىًseparation
إِنِّما البُعْدُ عَنِ القَلْبِ نَوىً
لَيْسَis not مِنْwhoever يَنْأَىis distant عَنِfrom العَيْنِthe eye بِنَاءْtruly distant
لَيْسَ مِنْ يَنْأَى عَنِ العَيْنِ بِنَاءْ
Only distance from the heart is separation;
Distance from the heart only intends
One far from the eye is not truly distant.
A construct, not one who withdraws from the eye,
مَنْwho تَرَاهُyou see him يَصِفُdescribes الوَجْدَyearning الَّذِيwhich
مَنْ تَرَاهُ يَصِفُ الوَجْدَ الَّذِي
وَجَدُوهُthey felt it إِنْif دَنَاdrew near يَوْمُthe day of اللِّقَاءْreunion
وَجَدُوهُ إِنْ دَنَا يَوْمُ اللِّقَاءْ
Who, do you think, could describe the yearning
Let one describe the passion they felt
They felt when the day of reunion drew near?
When the day of meeting drew near,
أَلْقَوُاthey lent السَّمعَtheir hearing إِلىtoward الغَيْبِthe unseen وَقَدْand had already
أَلْقَوُا السَّمعَ إِلى الغَيْبِ وَقَدْ
حَبَسُواthey held الأًنْفَاسَtheir breaths حَتَّىuntil قِيلَit was said جَاءْit has come
حَبَسُوا الأًنْفَاسَ حَتَّى قِيلَ جَاءْ
They lent their ears to the unseen, having
They inclined their hearing to the unseen, and
Held their breath until it was said, 'It has come!'
Held their breaths until the word came,
فَتَمَثَّلتَthen you appeared لَهُمْto them فِيin صُورَةٍa form
فَتَمَثَّلتَ لَهُمْ فِي صُورَةٍ
مَاnot رَأَتْhad seen أَرْوَعَmore splendid مِنْهَاthan it عَيْنُthe eye of رَاءْa beholder
مَا رَأَتْ أَرْوَعَ مِنْهَا عَيْنُ رَاءْ
Then you appeared to them in a form:
And there materialized for them in an image
No beholder's eye had seen anything more splendid.
No eye of a beholder saw one more splendid,
مِصْرُEgypt فِيin الوَجْهَيْنِthe two regions شَطْراًtwo halves of مُهْجَةٍa heart
مِصْرُ فِي الوَجْهَيْنِ شَطْراً مُهْجَةٍ
خَفَقَتْbeat لِلْعَائِدِينَfor those returning البُسَلاَءْthe valiant
خَفَقَتْ لِلْعَائِدِينَ البُسَلاَءْ
Egypt, in its two regions, was two halves of a heart
Egypt in the two faces, a grieving aspect,
That beat for the valiant who returned,
Fluttered for the returning heroes,
وَتَمَلَّتْand savored غِبْطَةًdelight ضَاعَفَهَاdoubled it
وَتَمَلَّتْ غِبْطَةً ضَاعَفَهَا
بَاعِثُa spur to العُجْبِself-admiration وَدَاعِيand a summons to الخُيَلاَءْpride
بَاعِثُ العُجْبِ وَدَاعِي الخُيَلاَءْ
And savored a delight doubled by
And she admired exceedingly, redoubled
A spur to self-admiration and a summons to pride.
By the motive of wonder and pride’s claim,
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.