بِرُوحيwith my soul مَنher whom رَيبُthe calamity of المَنونdeath رَماهاstruck her
بِرُوحي مَن رَيبُ المَنون رَماها
بِصائبwith an unerring سَهمٍarrow سالَflowed مِنهُfrom it دِماهاher blood
بِصائب سَهمٍ سالَ مِنهُ دِماها
My soul would ransom her whom death's calamity struck
With an unerring arrow, from which her blood flowed.
وَغادَرَنيand left me مِنfrom بَعدafter شَرخthe bloom of شَبابهاher youth
وَغادَرَني مِن بَعد شَرخ شَبابها
أَنوحُI lament كَثَكلىlike a bereaved mother جَفَّdried up ماءthe water of بُكاهاher weeping
أَنوحُ كَثَكلى جَفَّ ماء بُكاها
And left me, after the bloom of her youth,
Lamenting like a bereaved mother whose tears have run dry.
أَنوحُI lament كَثَكلىlike a bereaved mother عِندَat فَقدthe loss of وَحيدهاher only child
أَنوحُ كَثَكلى عِندَ فَقد وَحيدها
تَقطَّعwas torn apart فيon يَومthe day of الوداعfarewell حَشاهاher heart
تَقطَّع في يَوم الوداع حَشاها
I lament like a mother bereaved of her only child,
Whose heart was torn apart on the day of farewell.
أَنوحI lament كَثَكلىlike a bereaved mother عِندَat فَقدthe loss of وَحيدهاher only child
أَنوح كَثَكلى عِندَ فَقد وَحيدها
قَضىdied بَعلُهاher husband فَوراًat once وَخابَand was dashed رَجاهاher hope
قَضى بَعلُها فَوراً وَخابَ رَجاها
I lament like a mother bereaved of her only child,
Whose husband died at once and whose hope was dashed.
أَنوحI lament كَثَكلىlike a bereaved mother ماتَdied بَعدَafter حَليلهاher husband
أَنوح كَثَكلى ماتَ بَعدَ حَليلها
أَخوهاher brother وَباقيand the rest of قَومهاher kin وَفتاهاand her boy
أَخوها وَباقي قَومها وَفتاها
I lament like a bereaved mother whose husband was followed in death by
Her brother, the rest of her kin, and her boy.
أَعائشُO Aisha لَولاwere it not أَنَّنيthat I لِمحمدfor Muhammad
أَعائشُ لَولا أَنَّني لِمحمد
وَليٌّa guardian وَأَخشىand I fear أَنthat يضيعhe be lost سفاهاthrough folly
وَليٌّ وَأَخشى أَن يضيع سفاها
O Aisha, were I not Muhammad's
Guardian, fearing he might be lost through folly,
لشَيَّعwould have escorted نَعشيmy bier قَبلbefore نَعشكyour bier صارمٌa keen sword
لشَيَّع نَعشي قَبل نَعشك صارمٌ
يُبلِّغgrants نَفسيmy soul سؤلَهاits wish وَمُناهاand its desires
يُبلِّغ نَفسي سؤلَها وَمُناها
A keen sword would have escorted my bier before yours,
Granting my soul its wish and its desires.
أَعائشO Aisha لَوif تفدىcould be ransomed بِبَعلٍby a husband حَليلةٌa wife
أَعائش لَو تفدى بِبَعلٍ حَليلةٌ
لَكانَthen there would be لِنَفسيfor my soul فيin الفِداءthe ransom رِضاهاits contentment
لَكانَ لِنَفسي في الفِداء رِضاها
O Aisha, if a wife could be ransomed by her husband,
My soul would find contentment in that ransom.
فَقَدfor indeed كُنتI was أَرجوhoping قَبلbefore مَوتكyour death أَنَّهُمthat they
فَقَد كُنت أَرجو قَبل مَوتك أَنَّهُم
يَقولونwould say ماتَdied المَجدglory وَهُوَand he was فِداهاher ransom
يَقولون ماتَ المَجد وَهُوَ فِداها
For before your death I had hoped that they
Would say, ‘Glory has died, a ransom for her.’
أَعائشO Aisha إِنindeed العَيشlife بَعدَكَafter you ماnot صَفاwas untroubled
أَعائش إِن العَيش بَعدَكَ ما صَفا
لِمَنfor one who طَلَّقdivorced الدُنياthe world وَحَلَّand untied وِكاهاits binding cord
لِمَن طَلَّق الدُنيا وَحَلَّ وِكاها
O Aisha, life after you has lost its sweetness
For one who has divorced the world and untied its binding cord.
أَأَطمَعshall I desire فيin الدُنياthe world وَلَستِwhile you are not مَعيwith me بِهاin it
أَأَطمَع في الدُنيا وَلَستِ مَعي بِها
وَأَنتَand you are لِعَينيfor my eye نُورُهاits light وَضِياهاand its radiance
وَأَنتَ لِعَيني نُورُها وَضِياها
Shall I desire this world when you are not here with me,
You who are my eye's light and radiance?
أَعائشُO Aisha حفظيmy keeping لِلعُهودof pledges سَجيةٌan innate trait
أَعائشُ حفظي لِلعُهود سَجيةٌ
أَقومI stand وَإِنand even if خانَbetrays الوَرىmankind بِوَفاهاby their faithful fulfillment
أَقوم وَإِن خانَ الوَرى بِوَفاها
O Aisha, keeping my pledges is my nature;
I honor them faithfully, though mankind proves false.
فَياso, ah طالَماhow often عايَنتِyou witnessed منيfrom me مَودةaffection
فَيا طالَما عايَنتِ مني مَودة
يَدومendures عَلىthroughout طُولthe length of الزَمانtime بقاهاits continuance
يَدوم عَلى طُول الزَمان بقاها
How often you witnessed in me a love
Whose life endures throughout all time.
أَعائشO Aisha صَبريmy patience عيلwas exhausted مذsince بنتyou departed وَاِنقضتand ended
أَعائش صَبري عيل مذ بنت وَاِنقضت
لَياليnights of مَسراتٍjoys مَضَتpassed away بِسَناهاwith their radiance
لَيالي مَسراتٍ مَضَت بِسَناها
O Aisha, my patience has failed since you left, and gone are
The nights of joy, departed with their radiance.
وَكَيفَand how تُطيقcan endure الصَبرpatience بَعدكafter you ساعةًfor an hour
وَكَيفَ تُطيق الصَبر بَعدك ساعةً
حَشاشةُthe lingering life of صَبa passionate lover فيin المَنونdeath شِفاهاits cure
حَشاشةُ صَب في المَنون شِفاها
How can it bear an hour of patience after you—
A lover's lingering soul, whose cure lies in death?
أَعائشO Aisha أُميmy mother حينَwhen ماتَتdied تخرّبتwere laid waste
أَعائش أُمي حينَ ماتَت تخرّبت
دِيارُthe dwellings of أَبيmy father قَبلbefore اِنقِضاءthe end of عَزاهاher mourning
دِيارُ أَبي قَبل اِنقِضاء عَزاها
O Aisha, when my mother died, laid waste were
My father's dwellings, before her mourning ended.
وَعاشand he lived قَليلاًa little while بَعدَهاafter her بَينَamong أَهلِهاher kin
وَعاش قَليلاً بَعدَها بَينَ أَهلِها
عَليلاًailing حَليفَa companion of الحُزنgrief ثُمَّthen تَلاهاfollowed her
عَليلاً حَليفَ الحُزن ثُمَّ تَلاها
He lived a little longer among her kin,
Ailing, a companion to grief, then followed her.
وَهَيهاتand how unlikely أَنيthat I لاnot أَموتdie بِحَسرةof grief
وَهَيهات أَني لا أَموت بِحَسرة
سَريعاًsoon عَلىfor شَمسthe sun of العُلاglory وَضُحاهاand her morning brightness
سَريعاً عَلى شَمس العُلا وَضُحاها
How could I fail to die of grief,
And soon, for the sun of glory and her morning light?
أَعائشO Aisha إنّاwe indeed عَنin قَريبa short time سَنَلتَقيshall meet
أَعائش إنّا عَن قَريب سَنَلتَقي
عَلىat حَوضthe pool of ياسينYasin المُشفَّعwhose intercession is accepted طاهاTaha
عَلى حَوض ياسين المُشفَّع طاها
O Aisha, before long we shall meet
At the pool of Yasin, the accepted intercessor, Taha.
وَإناand we indeed سَنَنسىshall forget ماwhat لَقيناwe endured مِنof العَناsuffering
وَإنا سَنَنسى ما لَقينا مِن العَنا
وَنَذكُرُand we shall recall فيin الجَناتthe Gardens حُسنthe beauty of صَفاهاtheir serenity
وَنَذكُرُ في الجَنات حُسن صَفاها
And we shall forget the suffering we endured,
And recall in the Gardens the beauty of their serenity.
أَعائشO Aisha إِنيI indeed عَنكِwith you راضٍam pleased فَسارِعيso hasten
أَعائش إِني عَنكِ راضٍ فَسارِعي
إِلىto رَوضthe meadows of جَناتgardens يَفوحspreads شَذاهاtheir fragrance
إِلى رَوض جَنات يَفوح شَذاها
O Aisha, I am pleased with you; hasten
To the meadows of gardens whose fragrance spreads.
وَفوزيand win بِرَيحانwith sweet basil وَرُوحand repose وَنعمةand blessing
وَفوزي بِرَيحان وَرُوح وَنعمة
وَفاكِهَةand fruit لذَّتwas delicious وَطابَand was pleasant غِذاهاits nourishment
وَفاكِهَة لذَّت وَطابَ غِذاها
And win sweet basil, repose, and blessing,
And delicious fruit, whose nourishment is sweet.
وَبِالوَصلand through reunion نَحظىwe shall be blessed فيin قُصورٍpalaces مشيدةٍlofty
وَبِالوَصل نَحظى في قُصورٍ مشيدةٍ
لَكِfor you اللَهGod فيin تِلكِthose الجِنانGardens بَناهاbuilt them
لَكِ اللَه في تِلكِ الجِنان بَناها
And we shall enjoy reunion in lofty palaces
That God has built for you in those Gardens.
فَلاso may it never كانَhave been حَبسُretention of الطَمثmenses أَودىbrought low بِجسمهاher body
فَلا كانَ حَبسُ الطَمث أَودى بِجسمها
إِلىto ذاتinflammation of جَنبthe side فيهِfor which عزَّwas hard to find دواهاits cure
إِلى ذات جَنب فيهِ عزَّ دواها
Would that retained menses had never brought her body
To pleurisy, for which a cure proved so elusive.
وَلاand may it never كانَhave been لَيلthe night of السَبتSaturday مِنin رَجبRajab أَتىcame
وَلا كانَ لَيل السَبت مِن رَجب أَتى
بِصرعwith a seizure وَهَتweakened فيat الحالonce مِنهُfrom it قِواهاher strength
بِصرع وَهَت في الحال مِنهُ قِواها
And would that Saturday night in Rajab had never brought
A seizure that at once sapped her strength.
وَلاand may it never كانَhave been بَعدَafter الصَرعthe seizure خالطmingled with عَقلهاher mind
وَلا كانَ بَعدَ الصَرع خالط عَقلها
ذهولٌa stupor طَوىfolded away مَنشورthe outspread نُورlight of حجاهاher intellect
ذهولٌ طَوى مَنشور نُور حجاها
And would that, after the seizure, her mind had never been seized by
A stupor that folded away her reason's outspread light.
وَلاand may it never كانَhave been بَدرBadr جاءcame يُحييreviving مَواتهاher lifelessness
وَلا كانَ بَدر جاء يُحيي مَواتها
بطبwith treatment عَسيفharsh كانَwas فيهِin it أَذاهاher harm
بطب عَسيف كانَ فيهِ أَذاها
And would that Badr had never come to revive her lifeless form
With harsh treatment that brought her harm.
فَإِنfor indeed اِنصِبابَthe pouring of الماءwater مِنfrom فَوقabove رَأسِهاher head
فَإِن اِنصِبابَ الماء مِن فَوق رَأسِها
عَلىin رَغمdefiance of أَنفيmy nose (my will) كانَwas فيهِin it بِلاهاher ruin
عَلى رَغم أَنفي كانَ فيهِ بِلاها
For the pouring of water over her head,
Against my will, brought her ruin.
وَفيand in الأَخذthe taking مِنهاfrom her لِلدّماءof blood مَدامِعيmy tears
وَفي الأَخذ مِنها لِلدّماء مَدامِعي
رَوَتwatered كُلevery أَرضland لاnot يُقاسcan be measured فَضاهاits expanse
رَوَت كُل أَرض لا يُقاس فَضاها
And as her blood was drawn, my tears
Watered all the earth, its vastness beyond measure.
وَفيand in الخَردلthe mustard المَوضوعplaced مِنfrom فَوقabove ساقِهاher leg
وَفي الخَردل المَوضوع مِن فَوق ساقِها
شَواظa blaze بِقَلبin a heart فيهِin it شيدwas built حِماهاher sanctuary
شَواظ بِقَلب فيهِ شيد حِماها
And in the mustard laid upon her leg
Was a blaze within a heart where her sanctuary stood.
وَفيand in نَزعهاher death throes إِتلافُthe destruction of مُهجةِthe heart of سامعٍa listener
وَفي نَزعها إِتلافُ مُهجةِ سامعٍ
مُطيعٍobedient مُجيبٍresponsive بِالقبولwith assent نَداهاher call
مُطيعٍ مُجيبٍ بِالقبول نَداها
And her death throes destroyed the heart of one who listened,
Who obeyed and answered her call with willing assent.
وَلاand may it never كانَhave been شَهرَthe month of اللَهِGod سابعُseventh عَشرِهِits ten
وَلا كانَ شَهرَ اللَهِ سابعُ عَشرِهِ
بَدتrose شَمسُهُits sun إِلاexcept بِغَيرِwithout عَناهاher suffering
بَدت شَمسُهُ إِلا بِغَيرِ عَناها
And would that the seventeenth day of God's month
Had seen its sun rise only with her free of pain.
وَلاand may you never كُنتَhave been ياO يَومday of العَروبةal-'Arubah (Friday) مُشرِفاًdawning
وَلا كُنتَ يا يَوم العَروبة مُشرِفاً
بِفَقدwith the loss of فَتاةٍa young woman لاnot أُحبdo I love سِواهاanyone but her
بِفَقد فَتاةٍ لا أُحب سِواها
And would that you, O Friday, had never dawned
With the loss of a woman besides whom I love no other.
وَلاand may you never كُنتَhave been ياO يَومday of الوَداعfarewell أَتيتَنيyou came to me
وَلا كُنتَ يا يَوم الوَداع أَتيتَني
بِماwith what فيهِin it عِنديin my view لِلنُفوسfor souls شِفاهاtheir healing
بِما فيهِ عِندي لِلنُفوس شِفاها
And would that you, O day of farewell, had never brought me
What, in my view, holds a cure for souls.
وَلاand may you never كُنتَhave been ياO صبحmorning of القَطيعةseverance مُسفِراًbrightening
وَلا كُنتَ يا صبح القَطيعة مُسفِراً
بِنَزعwith the plucking of الثُرَيّاthe Pleiades مِنfrom نُجومthe stars of سَماهاher sky
بِنَزع الثُرَيّا مِن نُجوم سَماها
And would that you, O morning of severance, had never dawned
With the Pleiades plucked from the stars of her sky.
وَلاand may you never كُنتhave been ياO لَيلnight of الفراقparting مُفاجِئاًstartling
وَلا كُنت يا لَيل الفراق مُفاجِئاً
بِنَعيwith news of the death of الَّتيher who ليfor me ساغَwas pleasing بَثُّspreading ثَناهاher praise
بِنَعي الَّتي لي ساغَ بَثُّ ثَناها
And would that you, O night of parting, had never startled me
With news of her death, whose praises I delighted to proclaim.
فَلَيتso if only سُهاديmy sleeplessness طُولthroughout لَيليَmy night بِالَّذيover what
فَلَيت سُهادي طُول لَيليَ بِالَّذي
لَهاfor her كانَhad been عَنهاfrom her رَدَّhad repelled بَأسَthe violence of رَداهاher doom
لَها كانَ عَنها رَدَّ بَأسَ رَداها
If only my vigil throughout the night, over what
She suffered, had warded off death's assault upon her.
وَلَيتَand if only اِهتِماميmy care بِالبخورwith incense أَفادَنيhad benefited me
وَلَيتَ اِهتِمامي بِالبخور أَفادَني
لَهاfor her صحةhealth فيهاin it يَطولwould lengthen مَداهاits duration
لَها صحة فيها يَطول مَداها
If only my care with incense had gained me
Health for her, long-lasting in its span.
وَلَيتَand if only اِعتِنائيmy care بِالتَمائمwith amulets عَمَّهاhad encompassed her
وَلَيتَ اِعتِنائي بِالتَمائم عَمَّها
بِنَفعwith benefit وَعَنهاand from her قَدhad أَزالremoved عَياهاher exhaustion
بِنَفع وَعَنها قَد أَزال عَياها
If only my care with amulets had enfolded her
In benefit, and taken away her exhaustion.
وَلَيتَand if only رضاهاher acceptance بِالعِلاجof treatment إِطاعةًin obedience
وَلَيتَ رضاها بِالعِلاج إِطاعةً
لِأَمريَto my command بِالعُمرwith life الطَويلlong حَباهاhad endowed her
لِأَمريَ بِالعُمر الطَويل حَباها
If only her acceptance of treatment, in obedience
To my bidding, had bestowed long life on her.
وَلَيتَand if only غرابَthe raven of البينparting قُصَّhad been clipped جَناحُهits wing
وَلَيتَ غرابَ البين قُصَّ جَناحُه
وَلاand not كانَhad ليto me قَبلbefore الأَوانthe appointed time نَعاهاannounced her death
وَلا كانَ لي قَبل الأَوان نَعاها
If only the raven of parting had had its wing clipped,
And had not announced her death to me before its time.
وَلَيتَand if only زَمانيmy days ماnot سَقانيhad given me to drink لِفَقدِهاfor her loss
وَلَيتَ زَماني ما سَقاني لِفَقدِها
بِكاسwith a cup of فراقparting بِالهَوانwith humiliation مَلاهاhad filled it
بِكاس فراق بِالهَوان مَلاها
If only my days had not, at her loss, made me drink
From a cup of parting they had filled with humiliation.
وَلَيتَand if only المَناياdeath حينَwhen فُوِّقَwas nocked سَهمُهاits arrow
وَلَيتَ المَنايا حينَ فُوِّقَ سَهمُها
إِلىtoward نَحرِهاher throat شُلَّتwere paralyzed بِمَصرَin Egypt يَداهاits two hands
إِلى نَحرِها شُلَّت بِمَصرَ يَداها
If only death, when its arrow was aimed
At her throat, had lost the use of its hands in Egypt.
وَلَيتَand if only الرَدىdeath ماnot كانَhad جرّدdrawn سَيفهits sword
وَلَيتَ الرَدى ما كانَ جرّد سَيفه
وَشَقand cleft بِهِwith it أَحشاءهاher entrails وَكِلاهاand her kidneys
وَشَق بِهِ أَحشاءها وَكِلاها
If only death had never drawn its sword
And cleft with it her entrails and her kidneys,
وَكانَand had رَمانيshot me مِنfrom كِنانةthe quiver of نبلهits arrows
وَكانَ رَماني مِن كِنانة نبله
بِماwith what فيهِin it ليfor me حَتفيmy death وَفيهِand in it نَجاهاher deliverance
بِما فيهِ لي حَتفي وَفيهِ نَجاها
But had shot me from its quiver of arrows
With what would bring me death and her deliverance.
وَياand oh لَيتَهاif only she كانَتhad بِأَفراحat the wedding celebrations of نَجلِهاher son
وَيا لَيتَها كانَت بِأَفراح نَجلِها
نَظيمNazim تَحلَّىwas adorned جيدهاher neck بِحلاهاwith their jewels
نَظيم تَحلَّى جيدها بِحلاها
If only, amid the wedding celebrations of her son
Nazim, her neck had been adorned with their jewels.
وَكانَتand she had رَأَتseen مِنfrom نَسلهhis offspring نَحوَabout عشرةten
وَكانَت رَأَت مِن نَسله نَحوَ عشرة
بِهمthrough them يَزدَهيshines بَينَamong النِساءwomen بَهاهاher splendor
بِهم يَزدَهي بَينَ النِساء بَهاها
And she had seen some ten of his offspring,
Through whom her splendor would shine among women.
وَكانَتand she would have بِهمthrough them عَنيfor my loss إِذاif متُّI died قَبلَهاbefore her
وَكانَت بِهم عَني إِذا متُّ قَبلَها
تسلتfound solace وَعاشَتand lived مَعْهُمُwith them بِخباهاin her tent
تسلت وَعاشَت مَعْهُمُ بِخباها
And through them, if I had died before her,
She would have found solace for my loss and lived with them in her tent.
وَكانَتand she would have تَرىseen فيin النَومsleep رُوحيmy spirit تَزورهاvisiting her
وَكانَت تَرى في النَوم رُوحي تَزورها
كَماas تَشتَهيshe wishes فيin صُبحِهاher morning وَمساهاand her evening
كَما تَشتَهي في صُبحِها وَمساها
And in sleep she would have seen my spirit visiting her,
As she desired, in her mornings and evenings.
فَلَستfor I am not عَلَيهاtoward her باخلاًbegrudging بِحَشاشةa remnant of life
فَلَست عَلَيها باخلاً بِحَشاشة
برتهاwore it away مَواضيthe keen blades of صدّهاher turning away وَجَفاهاand her estrangement
برتها مَواضي صدّها وَجَفاها
For I would not begrudge her a remnant of life
Worn away by the keen blades of her turning away and estrangement.
وَياand oh لَيتَنيif only I مِنfrom قَبلbefore حَملthe carrying of سَريرهاher bier
وَيا لَيتَني مِن قَبل حَمل سَريرها
وَقفتhad stood مَعwith الأَمواتthe dead تَحتَbeneath لِواهاher banner
وَقفت مَع الأَموات تَحتَ لِواها
If only, before her bier was borne,
I had stood with the dead beneath her banner.
وَإِلاand if not مَحىeffaced رَسميmy form لَدىat قَبضthe taking of رُوحهاher soul
وَإِلا مَحى رَسمي لَدى قَبض رُوحها
وَسرتand I had journeyed إِلىto دارthe abode of البَقاءeternity وَراهاbehind her
وَسرت إِلى دار البَقاء وَراها
Or else my form had been effaced when her soul was taken,
And I had journeyed behind her to the abode of eternity.
وَهالواand they had heaped عَلىupon جسميmy body وَجسمand the body of حَليلَتيmy wife
وَهالوا عَلى جسمي وَجسم حَليلَتي
تُرابthe dust of الرضاcontentment كَيماso that بِهاin her أَتَباهىI might take pride
تُراب الرضا كَيما بِها أَتَباهى
And they had heaped upon my body and my wife's
The dust of contentment, so I might take pride in her,
وَأَظفرand I might gain مِنهاfrom her فيin الضَريحthe tomb بِقُربِهاnearness to her
وَأَظفر مِنها في الضَريح بِقُربِها
وَأَرشفand I might sip مِنهاfrom her ثَغرَهاher mouth وَلَماهاand her lips' dark hue
وَأَرشف مِنها ثَغرَها وَلَماها
And gain her nearness in the tomb,
And sip her mouth and the dark bloom of her lips.
وَماand not كانَwas ظَنيmy thought وَهيَand she was رُوحيmy soul وَراحَتيand my solace
وَما كانَ ظَني وَهيَ رُوحي وَراحَتي
بِأَنيthat I أَحياwould live بَعدafter يَومthe day of فَناهاher death
بِأَني أَحيا بَعد يَوم فَناها
I had never thought, she being my soul and solace,
That I would live beyond the day of her death.
وَلَكنّbut أَمرthe command of اللَهGod فيover الخَلقcreation نافذprevails
وَلَكنّ أَمر اللَه في الخَلق نافذ
وَلَيسَand it is not لِنَفسfor a soul أَنto تردّrepel قَضاهاits fate
وَلَيسَ لِنَفس أَن تردّ قَضاها
But God's command prevails over creation,
And no soul can turn back its appointed fate.
فطوبَىso blessedness لَهاto her حَيثsince المهيمنthe All-Guarding One خَصَّهاsingled her out
فطوبَى لَها حَيث المهيمن خَصَّها
بِرَحمتهwith His mercy لَماwhen أَرادHe willed لِقاهاto meet her
بِرَحمته لَما أَراد لِقاها
So blessed is she, for the All-Guarding One singled her out
For His mercy when He willed to meet her.
وَسارَتand she went إِلىto جَناتthe Gardens of عَدنٍEden فَقابَلَتand met
وَسارَت إِلى جَنات عَدنٍ فَقابَلَت
بِهاthere فيin نَعيمbliss أُختَهاher sister وَأَباهاand her father
بِها في نَعيم أُختَها وَأَباها
She went to the Gardens of Eden and met
There, in bliss, her sister and her father,
وَخالتهاand her maternal aunt مَعwith بنتهاher daughter وَهيَand she was طفلةa little girl
وَخالتها مَع بنتها وَهيَ طفلة
بِهاthrough her اِزدادincreased فيهاthere أُنسهاher comfort وَهَناهاand her happiness
بِها اِزداد فيها أُنسها وَهَناها
And her maternal aunt, with her daughter, still a child,
Through whom her comfort and happiness there increased.
وَرضوانand Ridwan مذwhen وافتهshe came to him قالَsaid مؤرِّخاًcomposing a chronogram
وَرضوان مذ وافته قالَ مؤرِّخاً
لِعيوشةٍfor Ayyusha دارthe abode of النَعيمbliss بَناهاHe built it
لِعيوشةٍ دار النَعيم بَناها
And Ridwan, when she came to him, declared in a chronogram:
‘For Ayyusha He built the abode of bliss.’