لانَتْsoftened صِلابُfirm ones العَزَائِمْthe resolves
لانَتْ صِلابُ العَزَائِمْ
وانْبَتَّand snapped عِقْدُthe necklace of العَظَائِمْgreat deeds
وانْبَتَّ عِقْدُ العَظَائِمْ
Steadfast resolves have softened,
Since resolute determination declined,
and the necklace of great deeds has snapped.
And the assemblage of grave matters increased,
قَضَىdied حَبِيبُthe beloved of المَعالِيlofty ideals
قَضَى حَبِيبُ المَعالِي
قَضَىdied عَدُّوُّthe enemy of المَظَالِمْinjustices
قَضَى عَدُّوُّ المَظَالِمْ
The beloved of lofty ideals has died;
The beloved of exalted ideals passed away,
the enemy of injustices has died.
The enemy of injustices passed away,
قَضَىdied فَتَىthe youth of الْحِلْمِforbearance وَالبَأْand valor (continued)
قَضَى فَتَى الْحِلْمِ وَالبَأْ
سِcompletes 'valor' وَالعُلَىand loftiness وَالمَكَارِمْand noble virtues
سِ وَالعُلَى وَالمَكَارِمْ
Gone is the youth of forbearance and valor,
The young man of forbearance and good mannerism passed away,
of loftiness and noble virtues.
The sublime and the noble passed away,
عَصْرٌan age طَوَاهُfolded it away وَشيكاًswiftly
عَصْرٌ طَوَاهُ وَشيكاً
هَذَاthis الْقَضَاءُdecree of fate الدَّاهِمْoverwhelming
هَذَا الْقَضَاءُ الدَّاهِمْ
An age was swiftly folded away
An era which he soon enveloped,
by this overwhelming decree of fate.
With this overwhelming decree,
وَأُمَّةٌand a nation مِنْof سَجَايَاnoble traits
وَأُمَّةٌ مِنْ سَجَايَا
بَادَتْvanished كَأَحْلامِlike the dreams of حَالِمْa dreamer
بَادَتْ كَأَحْلامِ حَالِمْ
And a nation of noble traits
And a nation from whose chastisements
has vanished like a dreamer's dreams.
Illusions of a dreamer perished,
فِيin كُلِّevery مَجْمَعِgathering of فَضْلٍexcellence
فِي كُلِّ مَجْمَعِ فَضْلٍ
قَامَتْwere held عَلَيْهِfor him المَآتِمْmourning rites
قَامَتْ عَلَيْهِ المَآتِمْ
In every gathering of excellence,
In every assembly of merit,
mourning rites were held for him.
The bereavements stood over it,
مَاذَاwhat دَهَىbefell العِلْمَlearning فِيهِin him
مَاذَا دَهَى العِلْمَ فِيهِ
وَكَانَand he was أَعْمَلَthe most industrious عَالِمْscholar
وَكَانَ أَعْمَلَ عَالِمْ
What a blow befell learning in losing him,
What did knowledge avail in it?
who was the most industrious of scholars!
While the most expert scholar passed away,
أَلَمَّbefell بِالطبِّupon medicine رَيْبٌa calamity
أَلَمَّ بِالطبِّ رَيْبٌ
كَأَنَّهُas though it were فَأْسُthe axe of هَادِمْa demolisher
كَأَنَّهُ فَأْسُ هَادِمْ
A calamity struck medicine,
Doubt has stuck to medicine,
like a demolisher's axe.
As if it were a destructive axe,
وَصَحَّand it became certain فِيin كُلِّevery نَفْسٍsoul
وَصَحَّ فِي كُلِّ نَفْسٍ
أَنَّthat الْحِجَىreason غَيْرُnot عَاصِمْprotective
أَنَّ الْحِجَى غَيْرُ عَاصِمْ
And every soul has learned for certain
And it became well-known in every soul,
that reason affords no protection.
That caution does not make immune,
بِرَغْمِagainst the will of كُلِّevery شُجَاعٍbrave man
بِرَغْمِ كُلِّ شُجَاعٍ
يَاO شِبْلُShibl (lion cub) أَنَّكَthat you رَاغِمْhumbled
يَا شِبْلُ أَنَّكَ رَاغِمْ
Against every brave man's will,
In spite of every courageous man,
O Shibl, you lie humbled.
O lion cub you surely overwhelmed,
فُوجِئْتَyou were surprised by حَتْفاًdeath وَهَذَاand this
فُوجِئْتَ حَتْفاً وَهَذَا
أَوْلَىmore befitting بِعِزِّto the pride of الضَّيَاغِمْlions
أَوْلَى بِعِزِّ الضَّيَاغِمْ
Death took you by surprise, and this
You were stricken suddenly, and this
better befits the pride of lions.
Is more appropriate for the pride of the strong,
فَاليَوْمَso today تَسْكُنُyou lie still كَرْهاًunwillingly
فَاليَوْمَ تَسْكُنُ كَرْهاً
وَالدَّهْرُand time حَوْلَكَaround you قَائِمْrising
وَالدَّهْرُ حَوْلَكَ قَائِمْ
Today you lie still against your will,
Today you rest unwillingly,
while time rises all around you,
While time around you stands,
قِيَامَlike the rising of بَحْرٍa sea تَلاقَىcame together
قِيَامَ بَحْرٍ تَلاقَى
حَبَابُهُits foam وَالغَمَائِمْand the clouds
حَبَابُهُ وَالغَمَائِمْ
like a sea where mingle
Like the standing of a sea, whose billows
its foam and the clouds.
And clouds have collided,
غَريقُهُits drowned one مُطْمَئِنٌّat peace
غَريقُهُ مُطْمَئِنٌّ
وَمَوْجُهُand its waves مُتَلاطِمْclashing
وَمَوْجُهُ مُتَلاطِمْ
Its drowned one lies at peace,
Its drowned rests reassured,
while its waves clash together.
And its waves clash,
مَاnot كَانَwas مِنْكَto you بِعَهْدِfamiliar
مَا كَانَ مِنْكَ بِعَهْدِ
هَذَاthis الجُمُودُstillness الدَّائِمْlasting
هَذَا الجُمُودُ الدَّائِمْ
You had no acquaintance with
This lasting inertia was not of your morals,
this unending stillness,
After the struggle constantly unwearying,
بَعْدَafter الجِهَادِthe struggle تُوَالِيyou pursue
بَعْدَ الجِهَادِ تُوَالِي
هِit دَائِباًtirelessly غَيْرَnot سَائِمْweary
هِ دَائِباً غَيْرَ سَائِمْ
after the struggle—you pursued
And after the zeal of great efforts,
it tirelessly, never weary—
For praise not blaming,
وَبَعْدَand after غرِّsplendid مَسَاعٍendeavors
وَبَعْدَ غرِّ مَسَاعٍ
لِلحَمْدِfor praise غَيْرِnot ذَمَائِمْblameworthy deeds
لِلحَمْدِ غَيْرِ ذَمَائِمْ
and after splendid endeavors
O inhabitant of the narrow tomb,
worthy of praise, free of blame.
While the horizons were expansive,
يَاO سَاكِنَdweller in الرَّمْسِthe grave ضَيْقاًnarrow
يَا سَاكِنَ الرَّمْسِ ضَيْقاً
وَكَانَand it was وُسْعَthe breadth of المَعَالِمْthe world's regions
وَكَانَ وُسْعَ المَعَالِمْ
O dweller in the narrow grave,
Perhaps your heart in it,
though once your home was the world's expanse,
Is awake while the eyelids sleep,
لَعَلَّperhaps قَلْبَكَyour heart فِيهِwithin it
لَعَلَّ قَلْبَكَ فِيهِ
يَقْظَانَawake وَالجَفْنُand the eyelid نَائِمْasleep
يَقْظَانَ وَالجَفْنُ نَائِمْ
perhaps your heart within it
A secret I ask about,
is awake, while your eyelid sleeps.
The day of fire every resolute person,
سِرٌّa mystery أُسَائِلُI ask عَنْهُabout it
سِرٌّ أُسَائِلُ عَنْهُ
يَوْمَon the day of النَّوَىparting كُلَّevery حَازِمْresolute man
يَوْمَ النَّوَى كُلَّ حَازِمْ
A mystery I ask about
What perplexes an answer,
on parting day, of every resolute man;
Removes perplexity from an assailant,
فَمَاbut not يُحِيرُreturns جَوَاباًan answer
فَمَا يُحِيرُ جَوَاباً
يُزِيلُdispels حَيْرَةَthe bewilderment of وَاجِمْone stunned with grief
يُزِيلُ حَيْرَةَ وَاجِمْ
yet none returns an answer
Do you rest while you were
that dispels a grieving man's bewilderment.
A guarantor for the protected?
أَتَسْتَرِيحُdo you rest? وَقَدْand indeed كُنْwere (continued)
أَتَسْتَرِيحُ وَقَدْ كُنْ
تَyou (completes 'you were') ضَامِناًa guarantor لِلْمَغَارِمْfor debts
تَ ضَامِناً لِلْمَغَارِمْ
Do you rest, though you were
You have spent the most tiring that passed,
a guarantor of debts?
Without a disputed right,
قَدْindeed بِتَّyou spent the night أَتْعَبَmore weary مَاthan ever بَاspent the night (continued)
قَدْ بِتَّ أَتْعَبَ مَا بَا
تَcompletes 'spent the night' دُونَwithout حَقٍّa rightful claim مُخَاصِمْa disputant
تَ دُونَ حَقٍّ مُخَاصِمْ
You have lain more weary than any
And you went where the most resting of visitors would despair,
disputant without a rightful claim has lain;
In the captivity of soft yarn,
وَرُحْتَand you departed أَيْأَسَmore despairing مَاthan ever رَاdeparted (continued)
وَرُحْتَ أَيْأَسَ مَا رَا
حَcompletes 'departed' زَائِرٌa visitor لِلْمَآتِمْto mourning rites
حَ زَائِرٌ لِلْمَآتِمْ
and departed more despairing than any
While you can undo the strong,
visitor to mourning rites has gone,
You left your world afire,
فِيin قَيْدِbonds of خَزٍّsilk رَقِيقٍdelicate
فِي قَيْدِ خَزٍّ رَقِيقٍ
وَقَدْand may تُفَكُّbe undone الأَدَاهِمْiron fetters
وَقَدْ تُفَكُّ الأَدَاهِمْ
in bonds of delicate silk,
Kindled at the hands of a tyrant,
though even iron fetters may be undone.
It has become a place for deaths,
تَرَكْتَyou left دُنْيَاكَyour world نَاراًa fire
تَرَكْتَ دُنْيَاكَ نَاراً
شُبَّتْwas kindled عَلَىby يَدِthe hand of غَاشِمْa tyrant
شُبَّتْ عَلَى يَدِ غَاشِمْ
You left your world in flames,
Between the warring armies,
kindled by a tyrant's hand;
You were the band of harmony in it, and the war of generosity,
أَضْحَتْit became مَجَالَa field of مَنَايَاdeaths
أَضْحَتْ مَجَالَ مَنَايَا
بَيْنَbetween الْجُيُوشِthe armies الْخَضَارِمْvast
بَيْنَ الْجُيُوشِ الْخَضَارِمْ
it became a field of deaths
You invigorate the mind, justice, and the unjust nations,
between the vast armies.
Against the panel of disobedience,
وَكُنْتَand you were سِلْمَthe peace of التَّآخِيbrotherhood
وَكُنْتَ سِلْمَ التَّآخِي
فِيهَاwithin it وَحَرْبَand war against السَّخَائِمْrancor
فِيهَا وَحَرْبَ السَّخَائِمْ
And you were the peace of brotherhood
And the violator of the prohibited,
within it, and war against rancor,
You complain of misery for a rapacious one,
تَسْتَنْهِضُyou rouse الْعَقْلَreason وَالعَدْand justice (continued)
تَسْتَنْهِضُ الْعَقْلَ وَالعَدْ
لَcompletes 'justice' وَالشُّعُوبَand the peoples الْجَوَاثِمْcrouching
لَ وَالشُّعُوبَ الْجَوَاثِمْ
rousing reason and justice,
Who some spoils are claimed for him,
and the crouching peoples,
You blame every painful blamer,
عَلَىagainst مُحِلِّone who permits المَعَاصِيsins
عَلَى مُحِلِّ المَعَاصِي
وَمُسْتَبِيحِand one who violates المَحَارِمْsacred bounds
وَمُسْتَبِيحِ المَحَارِمْ
against the one who sanctions sins
Since there is no blamer among the people,
and violates sacred bounds.
You have not ceased being loyal,
تَشْكُوyou lament أَسًىsorrow لِنِهَابٍfor plunder
تَشْكُو أَسًى لِنِهَابٍ
يُزْعَمْنَthey are claimed to be بَعْضَpart of الْغَنَائِمْthe spoils
يُزْعَمْنَ بَعْضَ الْغَنَائِمْ
You sorrowfully lament the plunder
To every amicable opponent,
claimed as part of the spoils;
And you have not ceased being a supporter,
تَلُومُyou rebuke كُلَّevery مُلِيمٍblameworthy man
تَلُومُ كُلَّ مُلِيمٍ
إِذْwhen لَيْسَthere is not فِيamong الخَلْقِmankind لائِمْone who rebukes
إِذْ لَيْسَ فِي الخَلْقِ لائِمْ
you rebuke every blameworthy man
Of your brother while time was hostile,
when no one else among mankind rebukes.
If fate faced you one day,
وَمَاand not بَرِحْتَyou ceased وًَفِيّاًfaithful
وَمَا بَرِحْتَ وًَفِيّاً
لِكُلِّto every خِلٍfriend مُخَالِمْintimate
لِكُلِّ خِلٍ مُخَالِمْ
And you never ceased to be faithful
You distributed all its shares,
to every intimate friend;
Leaving you only,
وَمَاand not بَرِحْتَyou ceased مُعِيناًhelping
وَمَا بَرِحْتَ مُعِيناً
أَخَاكَyour brother وَالْوَقْتُand the times عَارِمْraging
أَخَاكَ وَالْوَقْتُ عَارِمْ
and you never ceased to help
The lowest portion of partners,
your brother while the times raged.
And if you passed away in absence,
إِنْif أَقْبَلَturned favorably الدَّهْرُfortune يَوْماًone day
إِنْ أَقْبَلَ الدَّهْرُ يَوْماً
قَاسَمْتَyou shared with كُلَّevery مُقَاسِمْone who shares
قَاسَمْتَ كُلَّ مُقَاسِمْ
If fortune smiled one day,
Then who would make your absent revert?
you shared with everyone who shared,
The house of healing is a frequented shrine,
لاnot مُبْقِياًkeeping لَكَfor yourself إِلاَّexcept
لا مُبْقِياً لَكَ إِلاَّ
أَدْنَىthe smallest نَصِيبِshare of المُسَاهِمْthe participant
أَدْنَى نَصِيبِ المُسَاهِمْ
keeping nothing for yourself except
That every passing visitor arrives to it,
the smallest sharer's portion.
Undeterred by a departed,
وَإِنْand if مُنِيتَyou were afflicted بِعُدْمٍwith poverty
وَإِنْ مُنِيتَ بِعُدْمٍ
فَمَاthen not مُرَجِّيكَone hoping in you عَادِمْwithout means
فَمَا مُرَجِّيكَ عَادِمْ
And if you were afflicted with poverty,
Until meeting a newcomer,
whoever hoped in you did not go without.
In it is a cure for illness,
بَيْتُthe house of الشفَاءِhealing مَزَارٌa shrine
بَيْتُ الشفَاءِ مَزَارٌ
يَؤمهُseeks it كُلevery رَائِمْseeker
يَؤمهُ كُل رَائِمْ
The house of healing is a shrine
And ointments for wounds,
sought by every seeker.
Not by God’s reckoning, but
مَاnot يَنْثَنِيturns away عَنْهُfrom it مَاضٍone departing
مَا يَنْثَنِي عَنْهُ مَاضٍ
حَتَّىuntil يُوَافِيarrives قَادِمْa newcomer
حَتَّى يُوَافِي قَادِمْ
No departing visitor turns from it
The generosity and mercy of the Merciful,
until a newcomer arrives.
Of a great aromatic plant,
لِلدَّاءِfor illness فِيهِwithin it دَوَاءٌmedicine
لِلدَّاءِ فِيهِ دَوَاءٌ
وَلِلْجِرَاحِand for wounds مَرَاهِمْointments
وَلِلْجِرَاحِ مَرَاهِمْ
Within it is medicine for illness,
That was not arrogant,
and ointments for wounds:
It heals the bodies and casts
لاnot حِسْبةَseeking reward from اللهِGod لَكِنْbut
لا حِسْبةَ اللهِ لَكِنْ
جُودٌgenerosity وَرَحْمَةُand the compassion of رَاحِمْa merciful man
جُودٌ وَرَحْمَةُ رَاحِمْ
not seeking God's reward, but
Off the worries from the minds,
generosity and a merciful man's compassion,
It seeks the guidance for every nation,
مِنْfrom أَرْيَحيٍّa generous man عَظِيمٍgreat
مِنْ أَرْيَحيٍّ عَظِيمٍ
مَاnot كَانَhe was بِالمُتَعَاظِمْself-important
مَا كَانَ بِالمُتَعَاظِمْ
from a great, generous man
To the suitable reform,
who was never self-important.
And it does not resent sincere advice,
يَشْفِيhe heals الْجُسُومَbodies وَيُلْقِيand casts off
يَشْفِي الْجُسُومَ وَيُلْقِي
عَنِfrom العُقُولِminds الشَّكَائِمْthe bits
عَنِ العُقُولِ الشَّكَائِمْ
He heals bodies and removes
Firm and a conclusive opinion,
the bits from minds;
As if in its hands, is lightning,
يَبْغِيhe seeks هُدَىthe guidance of كُلِّevery قَوْمٍpeople
يَبْغِي هُدَى كُلِّ قَوْمٍ
إِلَىtoward الصَّلاحِwell-being المُلائِمْfitting
إِلَى الصَّلاحِ المُلائِمْ
he seeks to guide every people
Striking on swords unsheathed,
toward the good that suits them,
The signs of clear prose,
وَلاand not يَضَنُّhe grudges بِنُصْحٍin giving counsel
وَلا يَضَنُّ بِنُصْحٍ
ثَبْتٍfirm وَرَأْيٍand an opinion حَاسِمْdecisive
ثَبْتٍ وَرَأْيٍ حَاسِمْ
and does not grudge counsel
And the verses of the composer,
that is sound, or a decisive judgment.
Are the purpose of every wise person,
كَأَنَّمَاas though فِيin يَدَيْهِhis two hands
كَأَنَّمَا فِي يَدَيْهِ
بَرْقٌlightning عَلَىupon الطِّرْسِthe parchment رَاقِمْinscribing
بَرْقٌ عَلَى الطِّرْسِ رَاقِمْ
As though in his two hands
And the piety of every ruler,
were lightning, inscribing the parchment:
Fantasies sometimes overwhelm the facts in it,
آيَاتُwonders of نَثْرٍprose مُبِينٍlucid
آيَاتُ نَثْرٍ مُبِينٍ
تُجْلَىare unveiled وَأَبْيَاتُand verses of نَاظِمْa poet
تُجْلَى وَأَبْيَاتُ نَاظِمْ
wonders of lucid prose
For God you are a fancy,
are unveiled, and a poet's verses,
A pleasant recurring one,
مَرَامُthe goal of كُلِّevery حَكِيمٍsage
مَرَامُ كُلِّ حَكِيمٍ
وَمُتَّقَىand the dread of كُلِّevery حَاكِمْruler
وَمُتَّقَى كُلِّ حَاكِمْ
the goal of every sage
For the sake of your nation how much
and the dread of every ruler.
You spent in nights keeping them company,
تَغْشَىveil الْحَقَائِقَthe truths فِيهَاwithin them
تَغْشَى الْحَقَائِقَ فِيهَا
حِيناًat times مَخِيلاتُthe imaginings of وَاهِمْa deluded person
حِيناً مَخِيلاتُ وَاهِمْ
Within them, truths are veiled
No distress of yours will be relieved,
at times by a deluded man's imaginings.
That has been growing,
للهِto God (in admiration) أَنْتَyou وَهَمٌّand anguish
للهِ أَنْتَ وَهَمٌّ
مُبَرِّحٌharrowing مُتَقَادِمْlong-standing
مُبَرِّحٌ مُتَقَادِمْ
God bless you—and your anguish,
And you do not tire from a struggle,
harrowing and long-endured!
For which hope is a constant companion,
مِنْfor أَجْلِthe sake of قَوْمِكَyour people كَمْhow often بِspent the night (continued)
مِنْ أَجْلِ قَوْمِكَ كَمْ بِ
تَّyou (completes 'you spent the night') فِيin لَيَالٍnights جَوَاهُمْgloomy
تَّ فِي لَيَالٍ جَوَاهُمْ
For your people's sake, how often you spent
Those far countries,
gloomy nights!
On the obstinate tyrants,
مَاnot إِنْat all يُفَرَّجَis relieved بَثٌّsorrow
مَا إِنْ يُفَرَّجَ بَثٌّ
مِنْfrom كَرْبِكَyour distress المُتَفَاقِمْmounting
مِنْ كَرْبِكَ المُتَفَاقِمْ
No sorrow is ever relieved
Become more inflamed for them,
from your mounting distress.
The more crimes increased in them,
وَمَاand not تَنِيyou falter فِيin جِهَادٍa struggle
وَمَا تَنِي فِي جِهَادٍ
لَهُto it الرَّجَاءُhope مُلازِمْbound
لَهُ الرَّجَاءُ مُلازِمْ
And you never falter in a struggle
You disdain any injustice to them,
to which hope remains bound:
While time is biased,
تِلْكَthose البِلادُlands الغَوَالِيdear
تِلْكَ البِلادُ الغَوَالِي
عَلَىto الْحُمَاةِthe defenders الصَّلادِمْstalwart
عَلَى الْحُمَاةِ الصَّلادِمْ
those lands so dear
If not for it and ignorance - I mean -
to their stalwart defenders.
There would have remained no unjust on earth,
تَزْدَادُyou grow لَهْفاًin anguish عَلَيْهَاfor them
تَزْدَادُ لَهْفاً عَلَيْهَا
مَاas ازْدَادَincreased فِيهَاwithin them الْجَرَائِمْcrimes
مَا ازْدَادَ فِيهَا الْجَرَائِمْ
You grow more anguished for them
O you who passed away from praise,
as crimes within them increase;
Filling the generous souls,
تَأْبَىyou refuse لَهَاfor them الضَّيمَoppression مَاas much as فِيin
تَأْبَى لَهَا الضَّيمَ مَا فِي
يَدَيْكَyour two hands وَالدَّهْرُand time ضَائِمْoppressive
يَدَيْكَ وَالدَّهْرُ ضَائِمْ
you resist their oppression with all
Your remembrance has dwelt,
that lies in your hands, while time oppresses.
In skins among humankind,
لَوْلاهُwere it not for it وَالجَهْلُand ignorance أَعْنِيI mean
لَوْلاهُ وَالجَهْلُ أَعْنِي
لَمْnot يَبْقَwould remain فِيon الأَرْضِearth ظَالِمْan oppressor
لَمْ يَبْقَ فِي الأَرْضِ ظَالِمْ
Without it—and I mean ignorance—
By it the ship of light sailed,
no oppressor would remain on earth.
On pouring tearful waters,
يَاO مَنْyou who مَضَىdeparted عَنْaway from ثَنَاءٍpraise
يَا مَنْ مَضَى عَنْ ثَنَاءٍ
مِلْءَfilling النفوسِthe souls الكَرَائِمْnoble
مِلْءَ النفوسِ الكَرَائِمْ
O you who departed, leaving praise
To the shores of illuminated glory,
filling noble souls,
With landmarks,
قَدْindeed أُوطِنَتْhas been lodged فِيin جُلُودٍskins
قَدْ أُوطِنَتْ فِي جُلُودٍ
ذِكْرَاكَyour memory بَيْنَamong العَوَالِمْthe worlds
ذِكْرَاكَ بَيْنَ العَوَالِمْ
within skins has been enshrined
So the course between seasons was not missed that day,
your memory among the worlds;
The rains of your place were poured unstinting,
جَرَتْsailed بِهَاwith it فُلْكُships of نُورٍlight
جَرَتْ بِهَا فُلْكُ نُورٍ
عَلَىupon الدمُوعِthe tears السَّوَاجِمْstreaming
عَلَى الدمُوعِ السَّوَاجِمْ
ships of light sailed with it
With the merciful downpour.
upon streaming tears
إِلَىto شَوَاطِيءِshores of مَجْدٍglory
إِلَى شَوَاطِيءِ مَجْدٍ
مُنَوَّرَاتٍradiant بَوَاسِمْsmiling
مُنَوَّرَاتٍ بَوَاسِمْ
to shores of glory,
radiant and smiling.
فَلَمْso did not يََلْcease (text unclear) يَوْمَthe day of ذَاكَthat الرَّthe departure (continued)
فَلَمْ يََلْ يَوْمَ ذَاكَ الرَّ
حِيلِcompletes 'departure' بَيْنَamong المَوَاسِمْcommemorative occasions
حِيلِ بَيْنَ المَوَاسِمْ
Thus the day of that departure [still remains]
among the commemorative occasions.
سَقَتْmay water ثَرَاكَyour dust غُيُوثٌrains
سَقَتْ ثَرَاكَ غُيُوثٌ
مُخَضَلَّةdrenched بِالمَرَاحِمْwith mercies
مُخَضَلَّة بِالمَرَاحِمْ
May rains water your dust,
drenched with mercies.
Partial English translation: 119 of 126 Arabic lines translated.