كَمhow much قَدindeed أَفَضناwe poured out مِنof دُموعٍtears وَدَماًand blood
كَم قَد أَفَضنا مِن دُموعٍ وَدَماً
عَلىupon رُسومِtraces لِلدِيارِof the dwellings وَدِمَنand old campsite remains
عَلى رُسومِ لِلدِيارِ وَدِمَن
How many tears, and how much blood, we have poured out
How much tears and blood have we shed
Upon the traces of dwellings and deserted campsites!
On the ruins of dwellings and homelands
وَكَمand how many قَضَيناwe performed لِلبُكاءِfor weeping مَنسِكاًa rite
وَكَم قَضَينا لِلبُكاءِ مَنسِكاً
لَمّاwhen تَذَكَّرناwe remembered بِهِنَّat them مَنthose who سَكَنdwelt
لَمّا تَذَكَّرنا بِهِنَّ مَن سَكَن
And how many rites of weeping we performed
And how much did we devote to weeping
When there we remembered those who had dwelt!
When we remembered those who once dwelled there
مَعاهِداًhaunts تُحدِثُbring about لِلصَبرِfor patience فَناًextinction
مَعاهِداً تُحدِثُ لِلصَبرِ فَناً
إِنif ناحَتِlamented الوُرقُthe gray doves بِهاthere عَلىupon فَنَنa bough
إِن ناحَتِ الوُرقُ بِها عَلى فَنَن
Haunts that bring patience to its end,
Covenants that bring patience to ruin
If the gray doves lament there upon a bough.
If the leaves lament them in verses
تَذكارُهاremembering them أَحدَثَproduced فيin الحَلقِthe throat شَجاًa choking lump
تَذكارُها أَحدَثَ في الحَلقِ شَجاً
وَفيand in الحَشاthe breast قَرحاًa wound وَفيand in القَلبِthe heart شَجَنgrief
وَفي الحَشا قَرحاً وَفي القَلبِ شَجَن
Their remembrance set a choking lump in the throat,
Remembering them caused throats to ache
And a wound in the breast, and grief in the heart.
And breasts to bleed and hearts to yearn
لِلَّهِto God (in admiration) أَيّامٌdays لَناfor us عَلىat مِنىًMina
لِلَّهِ أَيّامٌ لَنا عَلى مِنىً
فَكَمfor how many لَهاthey have عِنديwith me أَيادٍfavors وَمِنَنand blessings
فَكَم لَها عِندي أَيادٍ وَمِنَن
God bless the days we had at Mina!
God has days of ease for us
For how many favors and blessings they bestowed on me!
How much grace and bounty they contain
كَمhow many كانَthere were فيهاin them مِنof فَتاةٍa maiden وَفَتىًand a youth
كَم كانَ فيها مِن فَتاةٍ وَفَتىً
كُلُّeach لِقَلبِto the heart of المُستَهامِthe lovesick one قَدindeed فَتَنbewitched
كُلُّ لِقَلبِ المُستَهامِ قَد فَتَن
How many a maiden and youth were there,
How many a maid and youth remained
Each having bewitched the lovesick heart!
Each taking the impassioned heart by storm
شَرِبتُI drank فيهاin them لَذَّةَthe sweetness of العَيشِlife حَساًsip by sip
شَرِبتُ فيها لَذَّةَ العَيشِ حَساً
وَماand not رَأَيتُI saw بَعدَهاafter them مَرأًa sight حَسَنpleasing
وَما رَأَيتُ بَعدَها مَرأً حَسَن
There I drank life's sweetness, sip by sip,
I drank the sweetness of life fully then
And since those days I have seen no pleasing sight.
And never since have I seen one so fair
فَماso not اِرتَكَبناwe committed بِالوِصالِthrough union مَأثِماًa sin
فَما اِرتَكَبنا بِالوِصالِ مَأثِماً
بَلrather بِعتُهُمI sold to them رَوحيmy soul بِغَيرِwithout ماany (emphatic) ثَمَنprice
بَل بِعتُهُم رَوحي بِغَيرِ ما ثَمَن
So we committed no sin in our union;
We committed no sin in that union
Rather, I sold them my soul for no price.
But I sold my soul for no price at all
وَعاذِلٍand a reproacher أَضمَرَharbored مَكراًdeceit وَدَهاًand cunning
وَعاذِلٍ أَضمَرَ مَكراً وَدَهاً
فَنَمَّقَso he embellished الغِشَّdeception بِنُصحٍwith counsel وَدَهَنand flattery
فَنَمَّقَ الغِشَّ بِنُصحٍ وَدَهَن
And a reproacher harbored deceit and cunning,
While the critic concealed his scheming and guile
Then dressed his fraud in counsel and flattery.
And feigned honesty, the sly impostor
لاحٍa scolder غَداbecame يَعرِفُhe knows لِلقَلبِfor the heart لَحاًreproach
لاحٍ غَدا يَعرِفُ لِلقَلبِ لَحاً
إِنwhether أَعرَبَspoke correctly القَولَthe speech بِعَذليin reproaching me أَوor لَحَنmade speech errors
إِن أَعرَبَ القَولَ بِعَذلي أَو لَحَن
A scolder who learned how to rebuke the heart,
A comrade who now finds fault with my heart
Whether he spoke correctly in blaming me or mangled his words.
If my words contain dialect or some slip
يَزيدُنيhe increases in me بِالزَجرِthrough scolding وَجداًpassion وَأَسىًand sorrow
يَزيدُني بِالزَجرِ وَجداً وَأَسىً
إِنif كانَwas ماءُthe water of الوُدِّaffection مِنهُfrom him قَدalready أَسَنgrew stale
إِن كانَ ماءُ الوُدِّ مِنهُ قَد أَسَن
His scolding increases my passion and sorrow,
He adds grief and pain with his rebuke
If the water of his affection has grown stale.
If once his affection was honey and wine
سَئِمتُI grew weary of مِنهُfrom him اللَومَthe reproach إِذsince طالَlasted long مَدىًin duration
سَئِمتُ مِنهُ اللَومَ إِذ طالَ مَدىً
فَلَمso did not أُجِبهُI answer him بَلrather بَدَوتُI took to the desert إِذwhen مَدَنhe settled in town
فَلَم أُجِبهُ بَل بَدَوتُ إِذ مَدَن
I tired of his reproach, since it had gone on so long;
I grew weary of his blame as it dragged on
So I gave him no answer, but took to the desert as he settled in town,
And did not respond, behaving as if deceived
بِحَسرَةٍon a weary she-camel تَشتَدُّgrows strong فيin السِرِّsecret قِراًof back
بِحَسرَةٍ تَشتَدُّ في السِرِّ قِراً
إِذsince لَمnot تُذَلَّلshe was tamed بِزِمامٍwith a rein وَقَرَنand a coupling-rope
إِذ لَم تُذَلَّل بِزِمامٍ وَقَرَن
On a weary she-camel, growing strong-backed in secret (wording unclear),
With a regret that grows in secret storms
Since she had not been tamed with a rein or coupling-rope.
When the bridle is not gentled or reined
لاnot تَتَشَكّىshe complains of نَصَباًfatigue وَلاnor وَجىًsore feet
لا تَتَشَكّى نَصَباً وَلا وَجىً
إِذاwhen دَجاgrew dark اللَيلُthe night عَلىover الرَكبِthe caravan وَجَنand enveloped
إِذا دَجا اللَيلُ عَلى الرَكبِ وَجَن
She complains of neither fatigue nor sore feet,
Do not complain of fatigue or duress
When night darkens over the caravan and shrouds it.
When night descends upon the riders’ camp
كَمhow many سَبَقَتshe outstripped إِلىto المِياهِthe waters مِنof قَطاًsandgrouse
كَم سَبَقَت إِلى المِياهِ مِن قَطاً
فَأَورَدَتso she brought to water بِاللَيلِby night وَهوَwhile it was فيin قَطَنQatan
فَأَورَدَت بِاللَيلِ وَهوَ في قَطَن
How many sandgrouse she outstripped on the way to water!
How often the wild cats reached the water first
So she brought me to water by night, while the sandgrouse were in Qatan.
Bringing it by night while he slumbered
حَثَّتshe hastened فَأَعطَتso she gave فيin السَرىnight travel خَيرَthe best عَطاًgiving
حَثَّت فَأَعطَت في السَرى خَيرَ عَطاً
إِنif حَنَّyearned يَوماًever غَيرُهاanother besides her إِلىfor عَطَنa resting-place by water
إِن حَنَّ يَوماً غَيرُها إِلى عَطَن
She sped on, giving her best on the night journey,
They hastened and gave freely in times of need
If ever another mount yearned for its resting-place by water.
If another day he inclined toward their valley
وَأَصبَحَتand I became مِنfrom بَعدِafter أَينٍfatigue وَعَياًand exhaustion
وَأَصبَحَت مِن بَعدِ أَينٍ وَعَياً
لِلمَلكِto the king الناصِرِal-Nasir ضَيفاًa guest وَعَيَنand a notable
لِلمَلكِ الناصِرِ ضَيفاً وَعَيَن
And after fatigue and exhaustion I became
And by morning after search and vigil
A guest and a man of standing with King al-Nasir.
For the victorious king they were hosts and guides
مَلكٌa king غَداbecame لِسائِرِfor all الناسِthe people أَباًa father
مَلكٌ غَدا لِسائِرِ الناسِ أَباً
إِنwhether سارَtraveled فيin كَسبِearning الثَناءِpraise أَوor أَبَنremained
إِن سارَ في كَسبِ الثَناءِ أَو أَبَن
A king who became a father to all people,
A king who became like a father to all people
Whether he went forth to earn praise or remained.
If he walked the path of seeking glory or consent
الناصِرُal-Nasir المَلكُthe king الَّذيwho فاضَoverflowed جَداًwith bounty
الناصِرُ المَلكُ الَّذي فاضَ جَداً
فَخِلتُهُso I thought him ذاDhu يَزَنٍYazan أَوor ذاDhu جَدَنJadan
فَخِلتُهُ ذا يَزَنٍ أَو ذا جَدَن
Al-Nasir, the king whose bounty overflowed,
Al-Nasir the king whose excellence overflowed
So I thought him Dhu Yazan or Dhu Jadan.
So I see him as possessing might or gentleness
مَلكٌa king عَلاrose high جَدّاًin fortune وَقَدراًand in rank وَسَناًand in radiance
مَلكٌ عَلا جَدّاً وَقَدراً وَسَناً
فَجاءَso he came فيin طُرقِthe paths of العُلىeminence عَلىupon سَنَنa straight course
فَجاءَ في طُرقِ العُلى عَلى سَنَن
A king exalted in fortune, rank, and radiance,
A king supreme in pedigree and destiny and years
Who took a straight course along the paths of glory.
Who came to the ways of highness in due course
لاno جورَinjustice فيin بِلادِهِhis lands وَلاnor عِداًhostility
لا جورَ في بِلادِهِ وَلا عِداً
إِنif عُدَّwere counted فيin العَدلِjustice زَبيدٌZabid وَعَدَنand Aden
إِن عُدَّ في العَدلِ زَبيدٌ وَعَدَن
There is no injustice in his lands, nor hostility,
No injustice or hostility in his lands
When Zabid and Aden are reckoned in matters of justice.
Even if the ages count Zabid and Aden
كَمhow many بِدَرٍpurses of money أَعطىhe gave الوُفودَthe delegations وَلُهىًand generous gifts
كَم بِدَرٍ أَعطى الوُفودَ وَلُهىً
وَكانَand would have يُرضيهِمsatisfied them كَفافاًbare subsistence وَلُهَنand morsels
وَكانَ يُرضيهِم كَفافاً وَلُهَن
How many purses of money and gifts he gave the delegations!
How many gifts and delights he gave the delegates
Though mere subsistence and morsels would have satisfied them.
Satisfying them whether in dearth or plenty
جَنَيتُI harvested مِنfrom إِنعامِهِhis bounty خَيرَthe best جَنىًfruit
جَنَيتُ مِن إِنعامِهِ خَيرَ جَنىً
وَكُنتُand I had been مِنfrom قَبلُbefore كَمَيتٍlike a dead man فيin جَنَنa grave
وَكُنتُ مِن قَبلُ كَمَيتٍ في جَنَن
I harvested the finest fruit from his bounty,
I reaped the finest harvest from his benefaction
Having been before like a dead man in a grave.
While before I was an emaciated madman
فَماso not شَكَيتُI complained of فيin حِماهُhis protection لَغباًweariness
فَما شَكَيتُ في حِماهُ لَغباً
وَلَوand if أَطاقَwas able to الدَهرُTime غَبنيcheating me لَغَبَنit would surely have cheated
وَلَو أَطاقَ الدَهرُ غَبني لَغَبَن
So in his protection I never complained of weariness;
I have not complained of want during his protection
And had Time been able to cheat me, it surely would have.
Even if fate could have let me suffer want
دَعَوتُهُI called upon him بِالمَدحِwith praise عَنout of صِدقٍsincerity وَلاًloyalty
دَعَوتُهُ بِالمَدحِ عَن صِدقٍ وَلاً
فَلَمso did not يُجِبhe answer يَوماًever بِلَمwith 'did not' وَلاand 'no' وَلَنand 'will not'
فَلَم يُجِب يَوماً بِلَم وَلا وَلَن
I addressed him with praise, out of sincere loyalty,
I called him with sincere praise time and again
And never did he answer 'did not,' 'no,' or 'will not.'
But he never answered with blame or censure
أَنظِمُI compose verse فيin كُلِّevery صَباحٍmorning وَمَساًand evening
أَنظِمُ في كُلِّ صَباحٍ وَمَساً
كَأَنَّهُas though he were لِصارِمِfor the sword of الدَهرِTime مِسَنa whetstone
كَأَنَّهُ لِصارِمِ الدَهرِ مِسَن
I compose verses every morning and evening,
Each dawn and evening I compose verses
As though he were a whetstone for Time's sword.
As if to hold back the blows of fate
يامَلِكاًO king فاقَsurpassed المُلوكَthe kings وَرَعاًin piety
يامَلِكاً فاقَ المُلوكَ وَرَعاً
إِنif شانَdisgraced أَهلَthe holders of المُلكِkingship طَيشٌrashness وَرَعَنand folly
إِن شانَ أَهلَ المُلكِ طَيشٌ وَرَعَن
O king who surpassed kings in piety,
O king who surpassed all kings in devotion
When rashness and folly mar those who rule,
Though the nature of royalty is whim and passion
أَكسَبتَنيyou bestowed on me بِالقُربِthrough nearness مَجداًglory وَعُلاًand eminence
أَكسَبتَني بِالقُربِ مَجداً وَعُلاً
فَصُغتُso I fashioned فيكَabout you المَدحَpraise سِرّاًsecretly وَعَلَنand openly
فَصُغتُ فيكَ المَدحَ سِرّاً وَعَلَن
You gave me glory and eminence through nearness to you,
You brought me, through closeness, glory and exaltation
So I fashioned praise of you, in secret and in public.
So I extolled you in private and aloud
إِنif أولِكَI bestow upon you المَدحَpraise الجَميلَbeautiful فَحَراًthen it is fitting
إِن أولِكَ المَدحَ الجَميلَ فَحَراً
وَإِنand even if كَباstumbled فِكرُthe thought of سِوايَsomeone other than me أَوor حَرَنbalked
وَإِن كَبا فِكرُ سِوايَ أَو حَرَن
If I offer you fair praise, it is fitting,
If I declaimed that most beautiful praise
Even if another's thought stumbles or balks.
Even if the ideas of my mind wandered or staggered
لاnever زِلتَyou cease to be فيin مُلكِكَyour kingdom خِلواًfree مِنof عَناًhardship
لا زِلتَ في مُلكِكَ خِلواً مِن عَناً
وَليسَand there is not لِلهَمَّfor worry لَدَيكَwith you مِنany عَنَنintrusion
وَليسَ لِلهَمَّ لَدَيكَ مِن عَنَن
May you remain free of hardship in your kingdom,
You have remained securely free of trouble in your reign
And may worry find no way to intrude upon you.
And anxiety has no way to you
وَنِلتَand may you attain فيهِin it ماwhatever تَرومُyou seek مِنof مِنىًwishes
وَنِلتَ فيهِ ما تَرومُ مِن مِنىً
وَعِشتَand may you live فيin عِزٍّhonor وَبَأسٍand might وَمِنَنand bounty
وَعِشتَ في عِزٍّ وَبَأسٍ وَمِنَن
And may you gain in it whatever wishes you seek,
You attained all you hoped for
And live in honor, might, and bounty.
And lived in power, valor, and grace