ياO ظلةcanopy الموجthe wave يطغىsurges البحرthe sea منتفضاًconvulsing
يا ظلة الموج يطغى البحر منتفضاً
بهاwith it كأنas though جبلa mountain فيin البحرthe sea يقتلعis uprooted
بها كأن جبل في البحر يقتلع
O canopy of the wave! The sea surges, convulsing
O shadow of the wave, the sea rises turbulent
With it, as though a mountain in the sea were being uprooted.
Within it as if a mountain is uprooted in the sea
تظنyou imagine زلزلةan earthquake فيin الماءthe water قدalready جلستsat down
تظن زلزلة في الماء قد جلست
أوor لاno فزوبعةthen a whirlwind فيin الماءthe water تضطجعlies down
أو لا فزوبعة في الماء تضطجع
You would think it an earthquake seated in the water—
You'd think an earthquake sat on the water
Or no—a whirlwind lies down in the water.
Or a whirlpool lay down in the water
تقلقلتrocked فاستطارتthen soared فانثنتthen bent back فهوتthen plunged
تقلقلت فاستطارت فانثنت فهوت
فأطبقتthen closed over فارتمتthen hurled itself كالرعبlike terror تندفعrushes forward
فأطبقت فارتمت كالرعب تندفع
It rocked, then soared, then bent back, then plunged;
It churned, then swelled, then bent, then fell
Then closed over and hurled itself forward, rushing like terror
Then closed in and collapsed like terror charges forth
علىupon غريقa drowning man بحبلto a rope الماءthe water معتصمclinging
على غريق بحبل الماء معتصم
والحبلand the rope فيat لمساتtouches الكفthe palm ينقطعsnaps
والحبل في لمسات الكف ينقطع
Upon a drowning man clinging to a rope of water,
Upon a drowning man holding onto a water rope
And the rope snaps at the touch of his palm.
And the rope in the grasp of his hands gets cut off
لهfor him بقيةa remnant روحlife فيin أصابعهhis fingers
له بقية روح في أصابعه
ينازعwrestles with الموتdeath فيهاover it وهيwhile it تنتزعis torn away
ينازع الموت فيها وهي تنتزع
He has a remnant of life in his fingers;
He has a bit of spirit left in his fingers
He wrestles with death for it as it is torn away.
That contends with death in them as it gets pulled out
بينbetween الحياةlife وبينand between الموتdeath مرتكسtossed about
بين الحياة وبين الموت مرتكس
يقيئهvomits him up البحرthe sea أطواراًby turns ويبتلعand swallows
يقيئه البحر أطواراً ويبتلع
Between life and death he is tossed,
Between life and death, battered
The sea alternately vomits him up and swallows him.
The sea vomits him in rounds and swallows him
أذاكis that أعظمgreater هولاًterror فيin فجيعتهits tragedy
أذاك أعظم هولاً في فجيعته
أمor المحبونthe lovers فيover أحبابهمtheir beloveds فجعواwere stricken by loss
أم المحبون في أحبابهم فجعوا
Is that more terrible in its tragedy,
Is that a greater horror in his anguish
Or the lovers, stricken by the loss of their beloveds?
Or have lovers in their loved ones grieved more
ياO لطفtenderness نفسيmy soul للعشاقfor the lovers تحسبهمyou imagine them
يا لطف نفسي للعشاق تحسبهم
يومthe day النوىparting نزعتwere torn out منfrom قلبهمtheir heart قطعpieces
يوم النوى نزعت من قلبهم قطع
O my soul's tenderness for lovers! You would imagine them
Oh how my soul reckons the lovers
On the day of parting, with pieces torn from their hearts.
When the beloved was extracted from their hearts torn
الحبlove قاتلهمtheir killer بالصبرthrough patience إنif صبرواthey are patient
الحب قاتلهم بالصبر إن صبروا
والحبand love قاتلهمtheir killer بالهمthrough anguish إنif جزعواthey grow distraught
والحب قاتلهم بالهم إن جزعوا
Love kills them through patience if they are patient,
Love kills them with patience if they are patient
And love kills them through anguish if they grow distraught.
And love kills them with anxiety if they despair
إنif ودعواthey bid farewell ذاهباًone departing لمnot تلقyou find حزنهموtheir grief
إن ودعوا ذاهباً لم تلق حزنهمو
منfrom أنهthat he سارwent away بلbut rather منfrom أنهمthat they رجعواreturned
من أنه سار بل من أنهم رجعوا
If they bid a departing one farewell, you find their grief comes not
If they bid farewell to one leaving, their sorrow did not meet
From his going away, but from their own return.
Not that he left, but that they returned
ربيmy Lord متىwhen تهبyou grant الأحزانsorrows مخترعاًan inventor
ربي متى تهب الأحزان مخترعاً
فيon هذهthis الأرضthe earth للنسيانfor forgetting يخترعinvents
في هذه الأرض للنسيان يخترع
My Lord, when will You grant sorrows an inventor
My Lord, when will you send tribulations devised
On this earth, who invents a means of forgetting?
On this earth, for forgetfulness to be devised