نبتديwe begin باسمin the name of حيthe Living One لاnot يزيلpasses away
نبتدي باسم حي لا يزيل
رافعraiser of الدُنياthe world عَلىupon سبعةseven طباجtiers
رافع الدُنيا عَلى سبعة طباج
We begin in the name of the Living One who never passes away,
We start in the name of the Ever Living
who raised the world upon seven tiers.
Who raised the world upon seven heavens
إِنif همgrief of القَلبthe heart مِنfrom صَدريmy breast يزيلHe removes
إِن هم القَلب مِن صَدري يزيل
تاso that تنامsleeps العينthe eye ليلةone night بالطباجin peace
تا تنام العين ليلة بالطباج
If He removes the heart's grief from my breast,
If worries remove my heart from my chest
the eye may sleep one night in peace.
Until the eye falls asleep at night
ياO نديميmy companion حارbecame bewildered فكريmy thoughts وَالدليلand the guide
يا نديمي حار فكري وَالدليل
اختلwent awry رمليmy sand-divination يَومwhen بيناamong us الدَهرacted treacherously; dialectal sense uncertain here (the same form has different senses elsewhere) / betrayed us: treated us wrongfully; poetically, burst forth / my heart burst: split open; remains: endures; blood poured: flowed out; here, betrayed us; concise contextual meaning: betrayed us; lexical uncertainty: dialectal use; contextual reading: betrayed us; exact intended sense uncertain; translation: betrayed us; meaning: betrayed us; contextual gloss: betrayed us; dialectal form: bāj; Arabic counterpart uncertain; no historical inference; English meaning: betrayed us; concise gloss: betrayed us; sense uncertain; source image: fate's wrongdoing; reading adopted: betrayed us; term interpreted contextually; meaning here: betrayed us; faithfully rendered as betrayed us; no added event; contextual sense: betrayed us; gloss: betrayed us; likely wrongful action; concise: betrayed us; uncertainty noted; contextual translation: betrayed us; English: betrayed us; token meaning: betrayed us; dialectal meaning adopted: betrayed us; semantic interpretation uncertain; likely betrayed us; gloss remains contextual; translated as betrayed us; exact sense not certain; interpretation: betrayed us; contextual wronging; brief meaning: betrayed us; uncertainty applies; intended dialectal sense uncertain; rendering: betrayed us; approximate meaning: betrayed us; contextual meaning: betrayed us; dialectal sense: wronged us; concise meaning: wronged us; source context: fate wronged us; inferred sense, not historical fact; translation adopted: betrayed us; word gloss: wronged us; meaning in context: wronged us; uncertain dialectal form; most plausible sense: wronged us; here means wronged us; contextual rendering: wronged us; meaning: wronged us; likely wronged us; English gloss: wronged us; approximate contextual meaning: wronged us; dialectal interpretation: wronged us; concise contextual gloss: wronged us; exact sense uncertain; word meaning adopted: wronged us; faithful contextual: باجwronged us
اختل رملي يَوم بينا الدَهر باج
O my companion, my thoughts and my guide are bewildered;
O my friend, my thoughts are confused, the proof is
my sand-divination failed when fate betrayed us.
My sand has been disturbed, when time raged
ماnot بقيremained ليfor me بالملاamong the people مرشدa counselor دَليلa guide
ما بقي لي بالملا مرشد دَليل
شوفlook قَلبيmy heart مِنfrom غُبونthe wrongs of الهَمgrief باجburst
شوف قَلبي مِن غُبون الهَم باج
No guiding counselor remains for me among the people;
No guide or proof remained for me in power
look how my heart has burst from grief's cruel wrongs.
See how my heart is disturbed by worries
قُلتI said هياcome! بالقَلبin the heart مشفىa cure for الغَليلanguish
قُلت هيا بالقَلب مشفى الغَليل
عالذيto whoever يفهمunderstands معانيهاits meanings حراجan auction
عالذي يفهم معانيها حراج
I said, ‘Come—the heart holds a cure for anguish,
I said: With the heart is the cure for anguish
up for auction to whoever understands its meanings.’
For he who understands its meanings, difficult
ويلwoe مِنto one مثليlike me مكبلshackled بِالغَليلby anguish
ويل مِن مثلي مكبل بِالغَليل
جايبينوthey have brought him التركthe Turks عاسوقto the market of الحراجauction
جايبينو الترك عاسوق الحراج
Woe to one like me, shackled by anguish,
Woe to one like me, shackled in anguish
whom the Turks have brought to the auction market.
The Turks have brought him to the slave-market
قُلتI said ياO دَهرfate المَشقةhardship لاdo not تَعيلgo too far
قُلت يا دَهر المَشقة لا تَعيل
لاdo not تَقولsay إِنَّهاthat it لقتليfor killing me بالوفاجis in agreement
لا تَقول إِنَّها لقتلي بالوفاج
I said, ‘O hardship-bringing fate, do not go too far;
I said: O fate, do not weaken from hardship
do not say it consents to have me killed.’
Do not say it will kill me suddenly
قالhe said خليlet الصَبرpatience عَنكَfrom you لاnot يعيلstray
قال خلي الصَبر عَنكَ لا يعيل
إِنif كانhas رَأسكyour head مِنfrom غَرامpassion السكرintoxication فاجsobered
إِن كان رَأسك مِن غَرام السكر فاج
He said, ‘Do not let patience desert you,
It said: Let patience be away from you not weaken
if your head has sobered from passion's drunkenness.’
If your head is drunk from love-sickness, sober up
قُلتI said صَبريmy patience عالبلاويamid calamities مستحيلis impossible
قُلت صَبري عالبلاوي مستحيل
وَانخبلand went mad فكريmy mind وبيand around me الكَونthe world ضاجgrew cramped
وَانخبل فكري وبي الكَون ضاج
I said, ‘I cannot endure these calamities;
I said: My patience for afflictions is impossible
my mind has gone mad, and the world is cramped around me.’
And my thoughts are confused, with the universe clamoring
قُلتI said ياO دَهريmy fate مَتىwhen يَشفىrecovers العَليلthe sick one
قُلت يا دَهري مَتى يَشفى العَليل
وَتتبدلand change أَيامthe days of نحسيmy bad luck بِالفراجinto relief
وَتتبدل أَيام نحسي بِالفراج
I said, ‘O my fate, when will the sick one recover,
I said: O my fate, when will the sick recover
and my unlucky days give way to relief?’
And my unlucky days change to relief
قالhe said هاتcome واكتبand write وَغنيليand sing to me عاليلthrough the night
قال هات واكتب وَغنيلي عاليل
بَعدafter ماthat عرفناwe distinguished الدُيوكthe roosters مِنfrom الفراجthe chicks
بَعد ما عرفنا الدُيوك مِن الفراج
He said, ‘Come, write, and sing to me through the night,
It said: Come, write and sing to me at night
after we have learned to tell roosters from chicks.’
After we've learned to distinguish dawn from relief
قُلتI said ياO دَهريmy fate الفَرجrelief ظَنيI think طَويلis far off
قُلت يا دَهري الفَرج ظَني طَويل
كَيفَwhat is رَأيكyour opinion فيof دَواناour medicine وَالعِلاجand treatment
كَيفَ رَأيك في دَوانا وَالعِلاج
I said, ‘O my fate, I think relief is far off;
I said: O fate, I think relief is far
what do you think of our medicine and treatment?’
What do you think of our council and treatment?
قالhe said دَعleave عَنكَaway from you القَصيرةthe short وَالطَويلand the long
قال دَع عَنكَ القَصيرة وَالطَويل
وَالسَوالفand stories وَالمَحاكيand talk وَالعِلاجand treatment
وَالسَوالف وَالمَحاكي وَالعِلاج
He said, ‘Leave off the short and the long,
It said: Leave short and long from you
the stories, the talk, and the treatment.
And small talk and imitation and treatment
هاديthis دُنياworld شرهاits evil دايمalways وصيلunbroken
هادي دُنيا شرها دايم وصيل
وَالحُكمand rule خوانtreacherous ماnot ودهاit needs علاجa remedy
وَالحُكم خوان ما ودها علاج
This world's evil is always unbroken,
This world's evil is always connected
and its rule is treacherous, beyond remedy.
And rulers are brothers, they don't want treatment
منwhoever آمنtrusted النادوسthe nādūs (apparently a snake) وَالأَفعىand the viper وَصلand the asp
من آمن النادوس وَالأَفعى وَصل
ماnot وَجدfound لسمهمfor their venom قالواthey said علاجa remedy
ما وَجد لسمهم قالوا علاج
Whoever trusts the nādūs, the viper, and the asp
Whoever trusted the snake and viper and connected
finds, they say, no remedy for their venom.’
Didn't find an antidote, they said and treatment
قلتI said ياO دَهريmy fate متىwhen وَدناwe want to نحيلdepart
قلت يا دَهري متى وَدنا نحيل
وَيكرمand generously bestows الخلاقthe Creator ربكyour Lord بِالفَرجrelief
وَيكرم الخلاق ربك بِالفَرج
I said, ‘O my fate, when shall we depart,
I said: O fate, when do we become thin
and your Lord, the Creator, generously grant relief?’
And the Creator Lord rewards you with relief?
قالhe said أمركyour affairs لاto (dialect) إلهthe God of العرشthe Throne حيلentrust
قال أمرك لا إله العرش حيل
وَالقَدرand destiny مثلlike المعارضan obstruction بِالفراجto relief
وَالقَدر مثل المعارض بِالفراج
He said, ‘Entrust your affairs to the God of the Throne;
It said: Your matter is not up to anyone but the Lord of the Throne
destiny stands like an obstacle to relief.
And fate is like the new moon with relief
كَمhow many وَكَمand how many مثلكlike you عبرpassed عاهلalong this سَبيلroad
كَم وَكَم مثلك عبر عاهل سَبيل
وَالبَحرand the sea لاwhen هاجsurges يلطمlashes بِالمواجwith waves
وَالبَحر لا هاج يلطم بِالمواج
How many like you have passed along this road!
How many like you have crossed the path
And when the sea surges, it lashes with waves.
And the sea rages, hitting with waves
شُوفlook لَوif ذبيتyou blow out دخانthe smoke of السَبيلthe pipe
شُوف لَو ذبيت دخان السَبيل
تنعكرgrow clouded منوfrom it عُيونكyour eyes وَالمواجand the eye-corners
تنعكر منو عُيونك وَالمواج
Look: if you blow out the smoke of the pipe,
See, if the smoke of travel angers you
your eyes and their corners grow clouded by it.
And clouds your eyes and the waves
كانَif فرغran out الصَبرpatience مِنكَfrom you ياO هَبيلfool
كانَ فرغ الصَبر مِنكَ يا هَبيل
وَابتدتand began نيرانthe fires of قَلبكyour heart بالعلاجto blaze (dialect)
وَابتدت نيران قَلبك بالعلاج
If your patience has run out, you fool,
Your patience was empty, O fool
and your heart's fires have begun to blaze—’
And the fires of your heart sparked with treatment
قلتلوI told him دخانthe smoke of قَلبيmy heart وَالهبيلand the blaze
قلتلو دخان قَلبي وَالهبيل
طافdrifted مِنfrom فُوقabove الرَوابيthe hills وَالعلاجand the heights (uncertain)
طاف مِن فُوق الرَوابي وَالعلاج
I told him, ‘My heart's smoke and flame
I said to it: The smoke of my heart and ember
have drifted above the hills and heights.
Has risen above hills and treatment
أَنتَyou ياO دَهريmy fate ابنson of الفينtwo thousand جيلgenerations
أَنتَ يا دَهري ابن الفين جيل
كَيفwhat is رَأيكyour opinion شُورgive شُوركyour counsel بِالوفاجtoward harmony
كَيف رَأيك شُور شُورك بِالوفاج
You, O my fate, are the son of two thousand generations;
You, my fate, son of many generations
what is your view? Give your counsel toward harmony.’
What is your view, speak plainly with relief
قالَhe said فكريmy thoughts دُومalways أَناI فيكُمamong you يجيلroam
قالَ فكري دُوم أَنا فيكُم يجيل
مَنwho يقولsays الميتthe dead one بَعدafter اللَحدthe grave فاجawoke
مَن يقول الميت بَعد اللَحد فاج
He said, ‘My own thoughts forever roam among you;
It said: My thoughts are always wandering amongst you
who says the dead awaken after the grave?
Who says the dead speak after burial? Relief!
شُوفlook جَرحكyour wound ياO وَلدوhis boy (vocative: lad) شَليلstreaming
شُوف جَرحك يا وَلدو شَليل
هايthis قليalkali طعمهاits taste مرbitter المَزاجin flavor
هاي قلي طعمها مر المَزاج
Look at your wound, my lad: it is streaming.
Look at your wound, boy, it is slight
This is alkali, bitter to the taste.
Come taste it, it's bitter medicine
وَالفَرجand relief فيin صرةa pouch تَحتَbeneath الشَليلthe robe's hem
وَالفَرج في صرة تَحتَ الشَليل
إِنif كانis ودكyou wish أَنto تخليbe at ease بِالمَزاجcontentedly
إِن كان ودك أَن تخلي بِالمَزاج
Relief lies in a pouch beneath the robe's hem,
And relief is in a pouch under the slight wound
if you wish to live at ease.
If you want to stay with the bitter medicine
أَماeither أَنكthat you سهجcross الديرةthe country بِليلby night
أَما أَنك سهج الديرة بِليل
عالنجمby the star خليset مسيركyour course وَالبراجand the constellations
عالنجم خلي مسيرك وَالبراج
Either cross the country by night,
Or you, conflicted at night in the village
setting your course by the stars and constellations,
To the stars, set your course and sails
تَأكلyou eat الخُبزthe bread المعطنmusty وَالبَليلand damp
تَأكل الخُبز المعطن وَالبَليل
تاتشوفuntil you see قُصورthe palaces of صَلخَدSalkhad وَالبراجand the towers
تاتشوف قُصور صَلخَد وَالبراج
eating musty and damp bread,
Eat stale bread and beans
until you see Salkhad's palaces and towers.
Until you see the palaces of Salaheddine and sails
إِنif طعتyou heed شُوريmy advice بغيرof anything besides ذوليthese لاdo not تخيلthink
إِن طعت شُوري بغير ذولي لا تخيل
ثُمthen بابthe door of اللَهGod تَرىyou see بابوHis door فجاجis wide open
ثُم باب اللَه تَرى بابو فجاج
If you heed my advice, think of no other course;
If you're patient without those, don't imagine
then God's door—you will see—is wide open.’
Then God's door you will see is wide open
قُلتI said لَوif only هِيَit بِالمنازin combat (uncertain) هَمولherds of خيلhorses
قُلت لَو هِيَ بِالمناز هَمول خيل
يَومwhen قبواthey leapt مثلlike غُزلانgazelles of الفجاجthe mountain passes
يَوم قبوا مثل غُزلان الفجاج
I said, ‘If only it were herds of horses in combat,
I said: If it were up to me, I would prepare horses
when they leap like gazelles through the mountain passes!’
The day they accept like gazelles to the wide open
دَعlet فكاركyour thoughts عَنfrom شواريmy counsel لاnot يَميلstray
دَع فكارك عَن شواري لا يَميل
هايthis ماnot ودهاit needs ملاوحdashing about عَالسراجin the saddles
هاي ما ودها ملاوح عَالسراج
‘Do not let your thoughts stray from my counsel.
Let your thoughts away from the conflict not incline
This calls for no dashing about in the saddle;
It does not want waving of torches for light
هايthis وَدهاit needs مشيwalking كُلevery يَومday ميلa mile
هاي وَدها مشي كُل يَوم ميل
بِالدُجىin darkness مِنfrom غيرother than ماthat تشعلyou light سراجa lamp
بِالدُجى مِن غير ما تشعل سراج
this calls for walking a mile each day,
It wants walking every day a mile
in darkness, without lighting a lamp.
In darkness without lighting a lamp
أَمor بسيدوحاaboard a steamer (dialect) عَلىover الميةthe water يسيلglides
أَم بسيدوحا عَلى المية يسيل
يَكدَحbillows الدُخانthe smoke مِنهُfrom it يَومwhen ماجit surges
يَكدَح الدُخان مِنهُ يَوم ماج
Or aboard a steamer gliding over the water,
Is it spilling its tears on the water flowing
smoke billowing from it when it surges.
As smoke billows when it rages?
وَلاor else خليlet الدَمعthe tears مِنfrom عَينكyour eye يَسيلflow
وَلا خلي الدَمع مِن عَينك يَسيل
وَعدand count نَفسكyourself مثلas شَخصa person راحwent away ماجdrifted off
وَعد نَفسك مثل شَخص راح ماج
Otherwise, let tears flow from your eyes,
Do not let tears from your eyes flow
and count yourself as someone who went away and drifted off.’
And promise yourself like someone who left raging
قُلتI said ياO دَهريmy fate الكfor you عِنديI have خَليلa friend
قُلت يا دَهري الك عِندي خَليل
لاto (dialect) كبارthe grandees of التركthe Turks مرينbitter المزاجin temperament
لا كبار الترك مرين المزاج
I said, ‘O my fate, I have a friend for you,
I said: O fate, I have a friend
close to the bitter-tempered Turkish grandees.’
Not the great Turks who reject medicine
قالhe said وَحياةby the life of المكلمthe one God addressed وَالخَليلand His Friend
قال وَحياة المكلم وَالخَليل
كُلall عُمرthe lifetime of التركthe Turks تَغدرbetray بِالمزاجby nature
كُل عُمر الترك تَغدر بِالمزاج
He said, ‘By the life of God's interlocutor and His Friend,
It said: By the life of the speaker and friend
the Turks have always betrayed by nature.
The Turks always betray medicine
ذولthose منwhoever يرجىhopes for مراحمهمtheir mercy ضَليلis deluded
ذول من يرجى مراحمهم ضَليل
وَالأَفاعيand serpents لَوeven if مَشَتthey move تَمشيthey go عواجcrookedly
وَالأَفاعي لَو مَشَت تَمشي عواج
Whoever hopes for mercy from those men is deluded;
Those whose mercy is hoped for are lost
and serpents, even when they move, move crookedly.
Even if snakes walked they would walk bent
غَيرnone but رَبthe Lord of العَرشthe Throne أَبوpossessor of الظلthe shade الظَليلsheltering
غَير رَب العَرش أَبو الظل الظَليل
يفكناfrees us منfrom هلthese علوجbrutes بلاwithout عواجcrookedness
يفكنا من هل علوج بلا عواج
None but the Lord of the Throne, possessor of sheltering shade,
Except the Lord of the Throne, shade in shade
can free us from these brutes without crooked dealings.
He will save us from these states without being bent
ذوقtaste حرthe heat of الملحsaltpeter لاwhen جاهreaches it الفَتيلthe fuse
ذوق حر الملح لا جاه الفَتيل
لاdo not تحسبthink رفقةfriendship with الدَولةthe state غناجa dalliance
لا تحسب رفقة الدَولة غناج
Taste saltpeter's heat when the fuse reaches it;
Taste the bitterness of salt, do not prefer kindling
do not think friendship with the state is a pleasant dalliance.
Do not think the companionship of power is singing
عقبafter كدكyour toil معalong with تعبهمtheir burdens وَالفتيلand the fuse (uncertain here)
عقب كدك مع تعبهم وَالفتيل
يَسحبواthey strip away كحلاتthe kohl of عينكyour eye وَالغناجand the charm
يَسحبوا كحلات عينك وَالغناج
After your toil, their burdens, and the fuse,
After your struggle with their fatigue and kindling
they strip your eyes of their kohl and charm.’
They draw your eyeliner and singing
منfrom عقبafter نيرانthe fires of قلبيmy heart وَالشعيلand the blaze
من عقب نيران قلبي وَالشعيل
صارbecame مذبوحslaughtered القلمthe pen عالطرسupon the page زاجvitriol
صار مذبوح القلم عالطرس زاج
After my heart's fires and their blaze,
After the fires of my heart and flames
the pen lay slaughtered, its vitriol upon the page.
The pen is slaughtered on the paper cutting
خانضتI grappled with الدَهرfate المشقاhardship وَالشعيلand the blaze
خانضت الدَهر المشقا وَالشعيل
كَمhow many شلعit wrenched out ضرساًa molar متينstrong بغيرwithout زاجvitriol
كَم شلع ضرساً متين بغير زاج
I grappled with fate, with hardship and flame;
I have tested fate and flames
how many strong molars it has wrenched out without vitriol!
How many tough molars it broke without cutting
لاdo not تقولsay الروزthe trial ماthat which منيfrom me ثقيلis heavy
لا تقول الروز ما مني ثقيل
لاif بغاwills ربكyour Lord دعاbids دُنياthe world كراجroll on
لا بغا ربك دعا دُنيا كراج
‘Do not say the trial that comes from me is heavy;
Do not say the path is not heavy for me
if your Lord wills, He bids the world roll on.
Your Lord wants to call the world temporary
منfrom فكاركyour thoughts ياO عشيريmy companion الهمgrief قيلdismiss
من فكارك يا عشيري الهم قيل
هايthis دُنياworld مثلlike دُولابa wheel كَراجrevolving
هاي دُنيا مثل دُولاب كَراج
Dismiss grief from your thoughts, my companion;
From your worries, my clan, the concern is little
this world is like a revolving wheel.
This world is like a spinning temporary
ماnot يخلدlives forever بهin it كبيرa great person وَلاnor جليلa mighty person
ما يخلد به كبير وَلا جليل
غيرexcept وَجهthe face of اللَهGod الكَريمthe Generous الحَيthe Living باجremains
غير وَجه اللَه الكَريم الحَي باج
Neither the great nor the mighty live forever in it;
It does not last except the Generous Face of the Living Lord
only the face of God, the Generous, the Living, remains.
How many powerful sultans have left
كَمhow many هفتfell مِنof كُلevery سلطانsultan جَليلmighty
كَم هفت مِن كُل سلطان جَليل
عقبafter عزهhis glory منthose معاهwith him الدَمthe blood باجpoured out
عقب عزه من معاه الدَم باج
How many mighty sultans have fallen,
After power, those with him are the shallow graves
their glory past, their companions' blood pouring out!
This world's evil is always connected
هايthis دُنياworld شرهاits evil دايمalways وَصيلunbroken
هاي دُنيا شرها دايم وَصيل
كُلeach time ماthat قلناwe said غَداًtomorrow طالgrew longer الخناجthe choking
كُل ما قلنا غَداً طال الخناج
This world's evil is always unbroken;
Tomorrow we'll say, it was long-winded speech
whenever we say “Tomorrow,” the choking lasts longer.
I did not think these people were loyal
هالربعthese folk ماnot ظنتيmy belief فيهمamong them أَصيلa noble man
هالربع ما ظنتي فيهم أَصيل
ينشلpulls out الغرقانthe drowning man منfrom قبلbefore الخناجchoking
ينشل الغرقان من قبل الخناج
Among these folk, I do not think there is one noble soul
To save the drowning before drowning
to pull a drowning man out before he chokes.’
After that I tightened the long rope
عقبafter ذاthis شديتI saddled عرماساa sturdy camel طَويلtall
عقب ذا شديت عرماسا طَويل
ماnot تحقوyou catch it لوeven if مَشىit walks وَسطamid العَجاجthe dust
ما تحقو لو مَشى وَسط العَجاج
After that, I saddled a tall, sturdy camel;
It would not be straight walking among thorns
you cannot catch it as it walks through the dust.
It does not fear the road even if long
ماnot يهابfears الدَربthe road لَوeven if أَنوit is طَويلlong
ما يهاب الدَرب لَو أَنو طَويل
شادوits saddling منيfrom me معناa message لأَبوto Abu عجاجʿAjjāj
شادو مني معنا لأَبو عجاج
It fears no road, however long;
Take from me, we'll go to Father of Thorns
its saddling carries a message from me to Abu ʿAjjāj.
What is your view and proof, you old wise man?
كَيفwhat is ياO عصاصʿAṣṣāṣ رَأيكyour opinion وَالدَليلand the guidance
كَيف يا عصاص رَأيك وَالدَليل
هالامورthese affairs تعىبشتclambered up (unclear form) فوقabove السياجthe fence
هالامور تعىبشت فوق السياج
What, O ʿAṣṣāṣ, is your opinion and guidance?
These matters have become disordered over the fence
These affairs have clambered over the fence.
It is clear to me in battles and proof
بانbecame clear عنديto me بالملاحمthrough battles وَالدَليلand the evidence
بان عندي بالملاحم وَالدَليل
ماnot بقيremained ببلادناin our land واحدone person سياجa protective fence
ما بقي ببلادنا واحد سياج
It became clear to me through battles and evidence:
No one remains in our country with a fence
no one remains in our land to stand as a protective fence.
The stranger lives in the world humiliated
الغَريبthe stranger يعيشlives فيin الدُنياthe world ذَليلhumiliated
الغَريب يعيش في الدُنيا ذَليل
وَالذَليلand for the humiliated المَوتdeath خيرbetter مِنthan الدَواجwandering
وَالذَليل المَوت خير مِن الدَواج
The stranger lives in this world humiliated,
And humiliation, death is better than being fenced in
and for the humiliated, death is better than wandering.
If the crops became humiliated in their land
الزَرعthe crop لَوif صارbecame فيin أَرضوits soil ذَليلdefenseless
الزَرع لَو صار في أَرضو ذَليل
يَأكلونهthey eat it بساعat once رعيانthe herders of الدَواجroaming livestock
يَأكلونه بساع رعيان الدَواج
If the crop is defenseless in its own soil,
The sheepherders would eat them at the fence
the herders of roaming livestock consume it at once.
Tears flowed from the eye on the eyelid pounding
فاضoverflowed دَمعthe tears of العَينthe eye عالمقلةover the eyeball صَليلwith ringing
فاض دَمع العَين عالمقلة صَليل
مِنfrom أُمورthe troubles of الدَهرfate فوقover الخَدthe cheek هاجsurged
مِن أُمور الدَهر فوق الخَد هاج
The eye's tears overflowed with a ringing sound,
From the affairs of fate above the cheek raging
surging over the cheek at the troubles of fate.
You always hear the pounding of my heart
دُومalways تسمعyou hear لاwhen صَداthe echo of قَلبيmy heart صَليلclangs
دُوم تسمع لا صَدا قَلبي صَليل
مثلlike ناقوراًa trumpet هدرroared وَالبَحرand the sea هاجraged
مثل ناقوراً هدر وَالبَحر هاج
You always hear a clang when my heart echoes,
Like a fountain roaring and the sea raging
like a roaring trumpet while the sea rages.
I ask You, my Creator, to carry my concerns
أَسألكI ask You ياO خالقيmy Creator هميmy grief تشيلYou lift away
أَسألك يا خالقي همي تشيل
بِجاهby the honor of خَيرthe best of الخَلقcreation ياO جَبارAlmighty حاجenough!
بِجاه خَير الخَلق يا جَبار حاج
I ask You, O my Creator, to lift my grief,
For the sake of the best of creation, O Great Need
by the honor of the best of creation, O Almighty—enough!
Or to carry my soul from my body
أَوor أَنthat الرُوحthe soul مِنfrom جسميmy body تشيلYou take away
أَو أَن الرُوح مِن جسمي تشيل
بِجاهby the honor of كُلevery مَنone who زارvisited بَيتthe House of اللَهGod حاجas a pilgrim
بِجاه كُل مَن زار بَيت اللَه حاج
Or take the soul from my body,
For the sake of all who've visited God's House in pilgrimage
by the honor of every pilgrim who has visited God's House.
Then pray on the noble guiding Prophet
ثمَthen صَلواsend blessings عَالنبيupon the Prophet الهاديthe guiding الجَليلthe noble
ثمَ صَلوا عَالنبي الهادي الجَليل
صاحبbearer of الراياتthe banners لِلصالحfor the righteous ملاجa refuge
صاحب الرايات لِلصالح ملاج
Then send blessings upon the noble, guiding Prophet,
Whose banners are raised for the righteous refuge
bearer of banners, refuge for the righteous.
Make the days of my exile noble
يجعلmay He make الأَيامthe days عالغربةin exile جَليلfew
يجعل الأَيام عالغربة جَليل
حَيثwherever ملناwe turn غَيرexcept بابthe door of اللَهGod ملاجa refuge
حَيث ملنا غَير باب اللَه ملاج
May He make our days of exile few;
Where we have found no refuge but God's door
wherever we turn, there is no refuge but God's door.
Partial English translation: 117 of 118 Arabic lines translated.