ماnot كانwas يومُكyour day ياO أباAbu (father of) إسحاقِIshaq
ما كان يومُك يا أبا إسحاقِ
إلّاexcept وداعيmy farewell للمُنىto hopes وفراقيand my parting
إلّا وداعي للمُنى وفراقي
Your day, O Abu Ishaq, was nothing
My day with you, oh Abu Ishaq,
but my farewell to hopes and my parting.
Was but farewells to desires and partings.
وأشدّand the hardest ماwhen كانwas الفراقُparting علىupon الفتىa young man
وأشدّ ما كان الفراقُ على الفتى
ماwhen كانwas موصولاًjoined بغيرwith no تلاقِreunion
ما كان موصولاً بغير تلاقِ
And parting is hardest upon a young man
And most difficult for the youth was parting
when it is followed by no reunion.
When it was joined with no further meeting.
ولقدand indeed أتانيcame to me منfrom مصابكthe calamity of losing you طارقٌa night visitor
ولقد أتاني من مصابك طارقٌ
لكنّهbut it ماnot كانwas كالطرّاقِlike the night visitors
لكنّه ما كان كالطرّاقِ
Indeed, a night visitor came to me from the calamity of losing you,
Your death brought me a knocker at night,
but it was unlike other night visitors.
But it was not like a gentle tapper.
فالنّارُfor the fire يوقدهاkindles it الأسىgrief فيwithin أضلُعِيmy ribs
فالنّارُ يوقدها الأسى في أضلُعِي
لاnot للصِّلىfor warming oneself والماءُand the water منfrom آماقيmy inner eye-corners
لا للصِّلى والماءُ من آماقي
For grief kindles fire within my ribs,
For sorrow lights a fire within my ribs,
not for warmth; and the water comes from my eye-corners.
Not for prayers or water from a vendor.
ماnot كانwas للعينينfor the two eyes قبلكbefore you بالبكاwith weeping
ما كان للعينين قبلك بالبكا
عهدٌacquaintance ولاnor الجنبينthe two sides بالإقلاقِwith restlessness
عهدٌ ولا الجنبين بالإقلاقِ
Before you, my eyes had no acquaintance with weeping,
Before you, my eyes never wept,
nor my sides with restless tossing.
Nor my sides tossed in discomfort.
وأطَقْتُand I could bear حملَcarrying النّائباتِcalamities ولمand not يكنْwas
وأطَقْتُ حملَ النّائباتِ ولم يكنْ
ثِقْلٌa burden برُزئِكat your loss بينناamong us بمطاقِbearable
ثِقْلٌ برُزئِك بيننا بمطاقِ
I could bear the burden of calamities, yet no
I carried the strokes of fate and they were not
weight of your loss among us was bearable.
As heavy as losing you among us.
لولاbut for حِمامُكyour death ماnot اِهتَدىfound its way همٌّsorrow إلىto
لولا حِمامُك ما اِهتَدى همٌّ إلى
قلبيmy heart ولاnor نارٌa fire إلىto إحراقيburning me
قلبي ولا نارٌ إلى إحراقي
But for your death, no sorrow would have found its way to
Without your love, no care would have found
my heart, nor any fire to burn me.
My heart or kindled fires inside me.
وسُلبتُand I was robbed منكin losing you أجلَّthe nobler شطْرَيْthe two halves of عيشتيmy life
وسُلبتُ منك أجلَّ شطْرَيْ عيشتي
وفُجعتُand I was bereaved منكin losing you بأنفسِof the most precious الأعلاقِtreasures
وفُجعتُ منك بأنفسِ الأعلاقِ
And in you I was robbed of the nobler of my life's two halves,
You were torn from me, the better part
and in you bereaved of the most precious treasures.
Of my life, and I was stricken to the core.
وقَذِيتُand I was afflicted with a mote فيin قلبيmy heart بفقدكby losing you والقذىand the mote
وقَذِيتُ في قلبي بفقدك والقذى
فيin القلبِthe heart يُنسيناmakes us forget قَذاةَa speck الماقِthe eye's corner
في القلبِ يُنسينا قَذاةَ الماقِ
Your loss lodged a mote in my heart; a mote
In my heart, your loss has left an ache
in the heart makes us forget the speck in the eye's corner.
In the heart, greater than the prick of thorns.
لمّاwhen رأيتُكI saw you فوقupon صهوةِthe back of شَرْجَعٍa bier
لمّا رأيتُك فوق صهوةِ شَرْجَعٍ
بيدin the hand of المناياdeath أظلمتْdarkened آفاقيmy horizons
بيد المنايا أظلمتْ آفاقي
When I saw you upon the back of a bier,
When I saw you on the bier of Sharja,
in the hand of death, my horizons darkened.
My horizons grew dark before my eyes.
وكأنّنِيand as though I منfrom بعدafter ثُكلكlosing you ذوone possessing يدٍa hand
وكأنّنِي من بعد ثُكلك ذو يدٍ
جذّاءَsevered أوor غصنٌa branch بلاwithout أوراقِleaves
جذّاءَ أو غصنٌ بلا أوراقِ
After losing you, I am as one with a hand
After you gone it is as if I have
cut off, or a branch without leaves,
A withered hand or branch without leaves,
أوor راكبٌa rider فيin القفرthe wilderness دَفَّيْthe two flanks of جَسْرَةٍa sturdy she-camel
أو راكبٌ في القفر دَفَّيْ جَسْرَةٍ
غَرْثيfamished بلاwithout شَثٍّshath shrub ولاnor طُبّاقِtubbaq shrub
غَرْثي بلا شَثٍّ ولا طُبّاقِ
or a rider in the desert astride a sturdy she-camel's flanks,
A rider in the waste without spear
famished, with neither shath nor tubbaq shrubs.
Or quiver, and no food or water skin.
إنّيindeed I عليكfor you لماsince ذهبتَyou departed لموجَعٌsurely anguished
إنّي عليك لما ذهبتَ لموجَعٌ
وإليكand toward you لمّاsince غبتَyou vanished بالأشواقِwith longings
وإليك لمّا غبتَ بالأشواقِ
I am surely in pain for you since you departed,
When you left I was torn with sorrow
and, since you vanished, my longings turn toward you.
And longing for you since you've been gone.
ياO نافعيmy benefactor والجلدُand endurance منّيin me ضيّقٌstraitened
يا نافعي والجلدُ منّي ضيّقٌ
برزِيَّتِيby my bereavement أَلّاthat ... not يَضيقَgrow tight نطاقيmy girdle
برزِيَّتِي أَلّا يَضيقَ نطاقي
O my benefactor—my endurance is straitened
My friend who found me narrow in generosity,
by my bereavement—may my girdle not grow tight.
Do not let your honor make your path narrow.
كمhow many منof ليالٍnights ليfor me قصارٍshort بعدهafter him
كم من ليالٍ لي قصارٍ بعده
طُوِّلْنَwere lengthened بالإيجاِعby pain والإيراقِand sleeplessness
طُوِّلْنَ بالإيجاِع والإيراقِ
How many nights, once short for me, after his passing
How many short nights after you were made
were lengthened by pain and sleeplessness!
Long by my sighs of grief and pouring tears.
ولوand if اِفتُديتَyou were ransomed فداكwould ransom you بادرةَthe first onslaught of الرّدىdeath الْthe
ولو اِفتُديتَ فداك بادرةَ الرّدى الْ
أقوامُpeople بالمهجاتِwith hearts' blood والأحداقِand eyes
أقوامُ بالمهجاتِ والأحداقِ
Had ransom been possible for you at death's first onslaught,
And if you were ransomed from fate's first onslaught
people would have ransomed you with hearts' blood and eyes,
With the swords and eyes of angry men,
وَبكلّand with every ممتلئِfilled الضّلوِعthe ribs بسالةًwith valor
وَبكلّ ممتلئِ الضّلوِع بسالةً
هادٍa guide إِلىto طُرُقِthe paths of الهدىguidance سبّاقِforemost
هادٍ إِلى طُرُقِ الهدى سبّاقِ
and with every man whose ribs were filled with valor,
And every open-chested hero
a guide to the paths of righteousness, always foremost.
Leading the honorable way fell before you.
تهميrain down دماًblood منfrom كفّهhis palm سحبُthe clouds of الوغيbattle
تهمي دماً من كفّه سحبُ الوغي
منfrom غيرthe absence of إرعادٍthunder ولاnor إِبراقِlightning
من غير إرعادٍ ولا إِبراقِ
The clouds of battle rain blood from his palm,
As you strike down the foolish with your generosity
without thunder or lightning.
And surpass those hoping for gifts.
وتراهand you see him يهويplunging فيin التّرابthe dust إلىtoward ظُباًblades
وتراه يهوي في التّراب إلى ظُباً
مسلولةٍunsheathed وإلىand toward ظهورِthe backs of عِتاقِthoroughbred steeds
مسلولةٍ وإلى ظهورِ عِتاقِ
And you see him plunging through the dust toward blades
Alone your palms have dealt out
unsheathed, and toward the backs of thoroughbred steeds,
Sustenance to mankind from on high.
وإلىand toward سِنانٍa spearpoint فوقabove هامةِthe head of ذابلٍa slender spearshaft
وإلى سِنانٍ فوق هامةِ ذابلٍ
هتّاكِrending كلِّevery تريبةٍbreastbone خرّاقِpiercing through
هتّاكِ كلِّ تريبةٍ خرّاقِ
and toward a spearpoint atop a slender shaft,
When dressed in fine clothes, they care not
rending every breastbone, piercing through.
For crowns and circlets round their necks.
أينwhere الرّجالُthe men المالكوholding رِبَقِthe halters of الورىmankind
أين الرّجالُ المالكو رِبَقِ الورى
والمُرْتقونand ascending إلىto أعزِّthe loftiest مراقِheights
والمُرْتقون إلى أعزِّ مراقِ
Where are the men who held mankind's halters,
They were led to graves as though a flock
and ascended to the loftiest heights,
Driven by some shepherd to the fold.
والطّاردونand driving away بجودهمwith their generosity وعطائهمand their gifts
والطّاردون بجودهم وعطائهم
فيamong المُملقينthe destitute عوادِيَthe ravages of الإملاقِpoverty
في المُملقين عوادِيَ الإملاقِ
and with their generosity and gifts drove away,
Cast down in dark depths of passion
among the destitute, the ravages of poverty?
Veiled from dawn and first light.
ولهمْand they have أكفٌّhands ماnot تولّتْundertook وحدَهاby themselves
ولهمْ أكفٌّ ما تولّتْ وحدَها
فيamong النّاسِpeople إِلّاexcept قِسمةَthe division of الأرزاقِsustenance
في النّاسِ إِلّا قِسمةَ الأرزاقِ
They had hands that, alone, undertook
Brought down from every lofty pinnacle
nothing among men but apportioning sustenance.
Where feet cannot climb the stair.
وإذاand when هُمُthey لبسواdonned المحاسِنَvirtues أهْوَنواmade light
وإذا هُمُ لبسوا المحاسِنَ أهْوَنوا
بملابسِof the trappings of التِّيجانِcrowns والأطواقِand collars
بملابسِ التِّيجانِ والأطواقِ
And when they clothed themselves in virtues, they made light
Though they filled the sky itself, now lie
of the trappings of crowns and collars.
Between layers of earth, in its depths.
سيقواwere driven إلىto حُفَرِthe pits of القَواءِdesolation كأنّهمْas though they were
سيقوا إلى حُفَرِ القَواءِ كأنّهمْ
ذَوْدٌa camel herd تصرّفُهsteers it يداthe two hands of سوّاقِa drover
ذَوْدٌ تصرّفُه يدا سوّاقِ
They were driven to pits of desolation, as though they were
What deception time makes with its false
a camel herd steered by a drover's two hands.
Affection, shattering bonds of love.
وتطارحواand fell together فيinto قعرthe bottom of مظلمةِdark الهُوىthe chasms
وتطارحوا في قعر مظلمةِ الهُوى
محجوبةِscreened from الإصباحdawn والإشراقِand brightness
محجوبةِ الإصباح والإشراقِ
And they tumbled into the bottom of a dark abyss,
Each day it turns from the one
screened from dawn and brightness.
Who hopes in vain for constancy.
واِستُنزِلواand were brought down عنfrom كلّevery شاهقةِtowering البِناstructure
واِستُنزِلوا عن كلّ شاهقةِ البِنا
منfrom حيثwhere لاnot ترقىascend أخامصُthe arched soles of راقِa climber
من حيث لا ترقى أخامصُ راقِ
And they were brought down from every towering edifice,
When I stretch out my hands to time
from heights no climber's soles could reach.
And tighten its bonds round my wrists,
فهُمُso they وقدalthough كانhad been الفضاءَthe open expanse محلُّهمtheir abode
فهُمُ وقد كان الفضاءَ محلُّهم
ماsomewhere بينbetween أطباقٍlayers وفيand in أعماقِdepths
ما بين أطباقٍ وفي أعماقِ
So they, whose dwelling had been the open expanse,
Yet my fate is left to a criminal
lie between layers and in the depths.
With only dice determining the throw.
ماwhat ذاthis الغرورُdelusion منfrom الزّمانTime بكاذبٍby a liar
ما ذا الغرورُ من الزّمان بكاذبٍ
نَغْلِfalse in المودّةِfriendship فيin الهوىaffection ملّاقِa flatterer
نَغْلِ المودّةِ في الهوى ملّاقِ
Why be beguiled by Time, a liar,
Your heart found no rest with me for an hour
false in friendship, fawning in affection?
Before your beating wings startled you to flight.
فيin كُلِّevery يَومٍday ينثنِيturns back عنهfrom it الّذيthe one who
في كُلِّ يَومٍ ينثنِي عنه الّذي
يرجوهhopes in it مملوءاًfilled منwith الإخفاقِdisappointment
يرجوه مملوءاً من الإخفاقِ
Each day there turns away from it the one who
And the misfortune is that we are bound
hopes in it, filled with disappointment.
In lifelong marriage to this life.
وإذاand when مددتُI stretched إلىtoward الزّمانِTime أنامِليmy fingertips
وإذا مددتُ إلى الزّمانِ أنامِلي
وشددتُand I tightened فيin أسْرِthe captivity of الطّماعgreed وَثاقيmy bonds
وشددتُ في أسْرِ الطّماع وَثاقي
And when I stretch my fingertips out toward Time
Each day we drink deep of its poison
and tighten my bonds in the captivity of greed,
From caution and fear of its evils.
فالأمرُthen the affair موكولٌis entrusted إلىto متجرّمٍa wrongdoer
فالأمرُ موكولٌ إلى متجرّمٍ
والعظمُand the bone مرميٌّis cast إلىto عرّاقِa bone-stripper
والعظمُ مرميٌّ إلى عرّاقِ
my affair is entrusted to a wrongdoer,
Yet I am captive to it, so who will strive
and the bone is cast to one who gnaws it bare.
To free me from the days that come?
ماnot إنْindeed وَنَتْslackened سكناتُthe moments of repose of قلبكyour heart برهةًfor an instant
ما إنْ وَنَتْ سكناتُ قلبك برهةً
فيهwithin it بساعةboldness جأْشكyour heart الخفّاقِbeating
فيه بساعة جأْشك الخفّاقِ
Never for an instant did your heart's repose falter
If you were not of my own race, you had
within it—the boldness of your beating heart.
The manners of my people and their morals.
ومنand among البليّةِafflictions أنّناthat we كَلِفونare enamored مِنْof
ومن البليّةِ أنّنا كَلِفون مِنْ
هذيthis الحياةِlife بِمنْكَحٍwith a habitual marrier مِطْلاقِfrequently divorcing
هذي الحياةِ بِمنْكَحٍ مِطْلاقِ
And it is a calamity that we are enamored of
Love between men binds them close
this life—a spouse ever marrying, ever divorcing.
Better than the ties of blood.
فيin كلّevery يومٍday نرتويwe drink our fill منfrom شرّهاits evil
في كلّ يومٍ نرتوي من شرّها
مائينtwo waters منof حَذَرٍwariness ومنand of إشفاقِdread
مائين من حَذَرٍ ومن إشفاقِ
Each day, from its evil, we drink our fill
Who has preserved our glory's standard
of two waters: wariness and dread.
Or cast down the crescent banner's curve?
وأناand I الأسيرُthe prisoner لهاof it فمنthen who هذاthis one الّذيwho
وأنا الأسيرُ لها فمن هذا الّذي
يسعىstrives إلىtoward الأيّامthe days فيfor إطلاقيmy release
يسعى إلى الأيّام في إطلاقي
And I am its prisoner; who, then,
Who has our robes and still revels
will go to the days to seek my release?
In the soft burbling of that fount?
إِنْif لمnot تكنyou were منof عنصريmy stock فَلأَنْتَthen surely you بالthrough the
إِنْ لم تكن من عنصري فَلأَنْتَ بال
آدابcultivation منof أهليmy family وبالأخلاقِand through character
آداب من أهلي وبالأخلاقِ
Though you were not of my stock, surely through
If silenced from speaking, still you ruled
cultivation and character you were of my family.
However you wished, with but a gesture,
ومودّةٌand affection بينbetween الرّجالِmen تضمُّهمْbinds them
ومودّةٌ بين الرّجالِ تضمُّهمْ
وتلفُّهمْand gathers them خيرٌbetter منthan الأعراقِbloodlines
وتلفُّهمْ خيرٌ من الأعراقِ
And affection between men that binds them
If barred from traveling, after you roamed
and gathers them is better than bloodlines.
And wandered far horizons.
مَنwho ذاthis one نضاstripped off عنّاfrom us شعارَthe inner garment of جمالناour beauty
مَن ذا نضا عنّا شعارَ جمالنا
ورمىand cast هلالَthe crescent of سمائناour sky بمحاقِinto moon-darkness
ورمى هلالَ سمائنا بمحاقِ
Who stripped from us the garment of our beauty
If bowed down by fate beyond the tomb,
and cast our sky's crescent into moonless darkness?
By your great deeds in life you excelled.
مَنwho ذاthis one لواناturned us aside والصّداand thirst عَلِقٌclinging بناto us
مَن ذا لوانا والصّدا عَلِقٌ بنا
عنfrom وِرْدِdrinking at ذاكthat المَنْهَلِwatering place الرَّقْراقِshimmering
عن وِرْدِ ذاك المَنْهَلِ الرَّقْراقِ
Who turned us aside, with thirst clinging to us,
If you embraced the dust, long were you
from drinking at that shimmering watering place?
Borne upon the shoulders of men.
فلئنْthen even if خرِستَyou fell silent عنfrom البيانeloquence فطالماfor how often
فلئنْ خرِستَ عن البيان فطالما
حكّمتَyou conferred authority أنّىwherever شئتَyou wished بالإنطاقِby giving voice
حكّمتَ أنّى شئتَ بالإنطاقِ
Though you have fallen silent in eloquence, how often
Let him who loves me go after you went,
you conferred authority, wherever you wished, by giving voice.
As my darling left with my consent.
ولئنْand even if مُنعتyou were barred عنfrom البَراحِventuring forth فبعدthen after ماthat
ولئنْ مُنعت عن البَراحِ فبعد ما
جوّلتَyou roamed أوor طوّفتَyou wandered فيthrough الآفاقِthe horizons
جوّلتَ أو طوّفتَ في الآفاقِ
And though you are kept from venturing forth, it is after
After losing you I've no sweet friend
you roamed or wandered through the horizons.
In the world to savor like your taste.
ولئنْand even if كَبَوْتَyou stumbled عنshort of المداthe goal بعدafter الرَّدىdeath
ولئنْ كَبَوْتَ عن المدا بعد الرَّدى
فبماfor indeed سبقتَyou outstripped غداةَon the morning of يومِa day of سباقِracing
فبما سبقتَ غداةَ يومِ سباقِ
And though you stumbled short of the goal after death,
All gardens of eloquence entwined around you
you had outstripped others on the morning of the race.
And gave you to drink when you wished.
ولئنْand even if تحمّلْتَyou bore التّرابَthe earth فطالماfor how often
ولئنْ تحمّلْتَ التّرابَ فطالما
قدindeed كنتَyou were محمولاًborne علىupon الأعناقِnecks
قد كنتَ محمولاً على الأعناقِ
And though you now bear the earth, how often
They refused all men till you came and mastered them
you were borne upon people's necks.
By your verse and hija' poetry.
فليمضِthen let depart بعدكafter you مَنwhoever أُحِبُّI love فقدfor already مضىwent away
فليمضِ بعدك مَن أُحِبُّ فقد مضى
منكin losing you الحمامُdeath ببُغْيَتِيwith my heart's desire ووفاقيand my kindred spirit
منك الحمامُ ببُغْيَتِي ووفاقي
Let whoever I love depart after you, for already
You held them all your life until you died
death has carried away, in you, my heart's desire and my kindred spirit.
And so they gained freedom by your death.
ماnot ليfor me اِنتِفاعٌenjoyment بعدafter فقدكlosing you صاحباًas a companion
ما لي اِنتِفاعٌ بعد فقدك صاحباً
حلوَsweet المذاقةِof taste فيamong الورىmankind بمذاقِfrom any taste
حلوَ المذاقةِ في الورى بمذاقِ
I find no enjoyment, after losing you, a companion
They sought your path and you surpassed them,
sweet to the taste, in any savor among mankind.
Not pausing to let them catch you.
نسَجتْwove عليكover you رياضُthe gardens of كلِّall بلاغةٍeloquence
نسَجتْ عليك رياضُ كلِّ بلاغةٍ
وسقاكand gave you drink منهاfrom them ماwhat تشاءyou wished السّاقيthe cupbearer
وسقاك منها ما تشاء السّاقي
The gardens of all eloquence wove a mantle over you,
Now, despairing of them, they know
and from them the cupbearer poured you whatever you wished.
Eloquence is in the Giver's hands.
وعصتْand it defied علىagainst كلّall الرّجالِmen فقُدتَهاbut you led it
وعصتْ على كلّ الرّجالِ فقُدتَها
لرضاكto your satisfaction بالأرسانِwith reins والأرباقِand halters
لرضاك بالأرسانِ والأرباقِ
It defied all men, but you led it
Let every diseased kidney water your grave,
to your will with reins and halters.
Morning and evening their flowing spout.
وملكتَهاand you owned it طولَthroughout الزّمانِtime وإنّماbut only
وملكتَها طولَ الزّمانِ وإنّما
فازتْit won وقدand already وُوريتَyou were buried بالإعتاقِmanumission
فازتْ وقد وُوريتَ بالإعتاقِ
And you owned it through all your days; only
When the clouds and rain have moistened the dust,
when you were buried did it win its freedom.
There you'll find the reward you have chosen.
طلبواthey sought مداكyour reach ففتَّهمْbut you surpassed them وسبقتَهمْand outstripped them
طلبوا مداك ففتَّهمْ وسبقتَهمْ
رَكْضاًat a gallop ولمand not تسمحْyou allowed لهمْthem بِلحاقِto catch up
رَكْضاً ولم تسمحْ لهمْ بِلحاقِ
They sought your reach, but you surpassed and outstripped them
Time destroys not those who avoid its touch
at a gallop, and would not let them catch up.
And leave behind enduring words.
فالآنso now بعدafter اليأسِdespair منهاof it أيقنواthey knew for certain
فالآن بعد اليأسِ منها أيقنوا
أنّthat البلاغةَeloquence فيin يدِthe hand of الرزّاقِthe Provider
أنّ البلاغةَ في يدِ الرزّاقِ
So now, after losing hope of it, they know with certainty
If you have gone with great merit still
that eloquence is in the hand of the Provider.
In those you sired, you live on, eternal.
ولْيسقِand may water قبرَكyour grave كلُّevery مُنخرقِrent open الكُلىthe kidneys (cloud-flanks)
ولْيسقِ قبرَك كلُّ مُنخرقِ الكُلى
مِرعادُthundering كلّevery عشيّةٍevening مِبْراقِflashing lightning
مِرعادُ كلّ عشيّةٍ مِبْراقِ
May every cloud with rent flanks water your grave,
thundering every evening and flashing lightning.
فإذاthen if جفاforsook التُّربَthe soil السحابُthe clouds فعندهthen beside it
فإذا جفا التُّربَ السحابُ فعنده
ماwhatever اِختَرتَyou chose مِنof سحٍّdownpour ومِنand of إطباقِblanketing cloud-cover
ما اِختَرتَ مِن سحٍّ ومِن إطباقِ
If clouds forsake the earth, beside your grave remains
whatever you choose of downpour and cloud-cover.
لمnot يُفْنِannihilated دهرٌTime مَنone who نأىdeparted ولهand he has بناwith us
لم يُفْنِ دهرٌ مَن نأى وله بنا
كَلِمٌwords علىthrough مرّthe passage of الزّمانtime بواقِenduring
كَلِمٌ على مرّ الزّمان بواقِ
Time has not destroyed one who departed, leaving with us
words enduring through the passage of time.
وإذاand if مضيتَyou departed وفيكand in you فضلٌexcellence باهرٌbrilliant
وإذا مضيتَ وفيك فضلٌ باهرٌ
فيمنْin those whom نسلتَyou begot فأنتَthen you حيٌّalive باقِenduring
فيمنْ نسلتَ فأنتَ حيٌّ باقِ
And if you have departed, but your brilliant merit lives
in those you begot, then you are alive and enduring.
Partial English translation: 102 of 110 Arabic lines translated.