أبتrefused نفسيmy soul سُلوّاًsolace فيin بعاديmy separation
أبت نفسي سُلوّاً في بعادي
وقدand indeed قصرتfell short يداهاits two hands عنof سدادِrightness
وقد قصرت يداها عن سدادِ
My soul has refused solace in my separation,
My soul refused solace in my absence
And its hands have proved too short to set things right.
Though her hands fell short of integrity
وهلand can يلقىfind الفتىthe young man بالدهرin time رشداًright guidance
وهل يلقى الفتى بالدهر رشداً
وقلبand the heart of الدهرtime مجموعthe sum of الفسادِcorruption
وقلب الدهر مجموع الفسادِ
And can a young man find right guidance in Time,
Does a young man find guidance in fate?
When Time's heart is the sum of all corruption?
When the fate of all is corrupt wickedness
فلاso no وصلٌunion يدومlasts ولاnor سرورٌjoy
فلا وصلٌ يدوم ولا سرورٌ
ولاnor فرحٌdelight يمرّpasses بمستعادِto be regained
ولا فرحٌ يمرّ بمستعادِ
So no union lasts, nor any joy,
No lasting union, no joy remains
Nor is a delight that passes ever regained.
No bliss passes through retrieval
كانَّاas though we قدindeed خُلقناwe were created لافتراقfor separation
كانَّا قد خُلقنا لافتراق
تراقبناwatch us النوائبcalamities كالاعاديlike enemies
تراقبنا النوائب كالاعادي
As though we had been created for separation,
We were created for separation
Calamities watch us like enemies.
Watched by misfortunes like enemies
وماand not عهدthe bond of الفتىthe young man بالقربin closeness عهدٌa bond
وما عهد الفتى بالقرب عهدٌ
وماand not بالوصلthrough union تجربةa test of الودادِaffection
وما بالوصل تجربة الودادِ
And a young man's bond in closeness is no true bond,
A young man knows no true union
Nor is union a test of affection.
No experience of affection's loyalty
ولكنَّand yet الفتىthe young man مَنone whom جرَّبتهُhave tested him
ولكنَّ الفتى مَن جرَّبتهُ
صروفُthe vicissitudes of الدهرtime بالمحنwith trials الشدادِsevere
صروفُ الدهر بالمحن الشدادِ
But the true young man is one who has been tested
But for the one whom fate's twists try
By Time's vicissitudes with severe trials.
With severe afflictions, crashes, blows
وفخرand the pride of النفسthe soul مجدglory واصطبارand patient endurance
وفخر النفس مجد واصطبار
تدوسit treads on بهِwith it لظىthe blaze of شوكthe thorns of القتادِthe thorny qatad shrub
تدوس بهِ لظى شوك القتادِ
And the soul's pride is glory and endurance,
Soul's pride is glory and patience
With which it treads the burning thorns of qatad.
To tread arrogance underfoot with might
بعيشكby your life ياO رياحُwinds of الصبحmorning قصّيrecount
بعيشك يا رياحُ الصبح قصّي
سلاميmy greeting وانشديand sing شوقthe longing of الفؤادِthe heart
سلامي وانشدي شوق الفؤادِ
By your life, O morning winds, convey
O morning breeze, pass my greetings
My greeting, and sing the longing of the heart.
And recall for my heart its fervor
فياso O دارdwelling of الأحبةthe loved ones كمhow often يُدانيdraws near
فيا دار الأحبة كم يُداني
خيالكyour image مقلتيmy eye وقتthe time of الرقادِsleep
خيالك مقلتي وقت الرقادِ
So, O dwelling of my loved ones, how often draws near
O home of loved ones, how your specter
Your image to my eye at the hour of sleep!
Draws my tears in the still of night
وكمand how many أذرفتI shed منfrom وجديmy yearning دموعاًtears
وكم أذرفت من وجدي دموعاً
وسارتand journeyed مهجتيmy soul معwith كلevery حادِcamel-driver
وسارت مهجتي مع كل حادِ
And how many tears I have shed from my yearning,
How many tears of passion I've wept
And my soul has journeyed with every camel-driver!
As my soul follows every parting
سأصبرI shall be patient ياO فؤادُheart علىin بعاديmy separation
سأصبر يا فؤادُ على بعادي
وارضىand I accept نارَthe fire of وجدكyour yearning خيرthe best زادِprovision
وارضى نارَ وجدك خير زادِ
I shall be patient, O heart, in my separation,
I will endure absence patiently
And accept the fire of your yearning as the best provision,
And consent the fire of your love as provision
واسقيand I water منfrom جفونيmy eyelids ارضthe land of شوقيmy longing
واسقي من جفوني ارض شوقي
ليروىso may be quenched منby دموعيmy tears كلevery صادِthirsty one
ليروى من دموعي كل صادِ
And water the land of my longing from my eyelids,
I'll water the land of my ardour with tears from my eyelids
So every thirsty one may be quenched by my tears.
To quench the thirst of every harvest
سئمتI wearied of الدهرtime والايامand the days حتىuntil
سئمت الدهر والايام حتى
كرهتI hated بقاءthe continuance of عيشيmy life والتماديand prolongation
كرهت بقاء عيشي والتمادي
I have wearied of Time and the days, until
I'm tired of fate and days to the point
I came to hate my life's continuance and its prolongation.
I've come to hate my life and continuity
وصنتُand I preserved بقيَّةa remnant بالروحin the soul عفواfreely
وصنتُ بقيَّة بالروح عفوا
عسىperhaps ألقىI may find بهاwith it كرمthe generosity of البلادِthe land
عسى ألقى بها كرم البلادِ
And I freely preserved a remnant within my soul,
I've adorned my soul with graciousness
Perhaps with it I may find the land's generosity.
That it may find favor in the noble country
عسىperhaps القىI may meet الفتىthe young man مَنwho سادbecame preeminent مجداin glory
عسى القى الفتى مَن ساد مجدا
وقامand upheld بهِwith it طريفاًnewly won عنfrom تلادِancestral legacy
وقام بهِ طريفاً عن تلادِ
Perhaps I may meet the young man who became preeminent in glory,
Where the young man of glory resides
And upheld it, newly won from ancestral honor.
Standing tall, towering over the mountains
إذاwhen ناديتُI called بطرسButrus فيin بعاديmy separation
إذا ناديتُ بطرس في بعادي
سمعتُI heard الدهرtime جدواهhis bounty يناديproclaiming
سمعتُ الدهر جدواه ينادي
When I call upon Butrus in my separation,
When I call you from afar, I hear
I hear Time proclaiming his bounty.
Fate loudly calling back at me
فدتكmay it ransom you الروحthe soul منas خلٍّa friend وفيٍّfaithful
فدتك الروح من خلٍّ وفيٍّ
وكمand how many فدَّتكransomed you مثليlike me روحُthe soul of فادِa ransomer
وكم فدَّتك مثلي روحُ فادِ
May my soul be your ransom, faithful friend,
I ransom you my soul from emptiness and disgrace
And how many a ransomer's soul, like mine, has ransomed you!
As many like me ransom their souls
أخافI fear عليكfor you منfrom حسدthe envy of الاعاديenemies
أخاف عليك من حسد الاعادي
لوجهfor a face منهُfrom it ضوءthe light of الصبحmorning بادِshines forth
لوجه منهُ ضوء الصبح بادِ
I fear for you the envy of enemies,
I fear the envy of enemies against you
For a face from which the light of morning shines forth.
Before whom the radiance of dawn fades
واخشىand I fear أنthat تخاصمنيcontend with me عليكمover you all
واخشى أن تخاصمني عليكم
بدورthe full moons of الأفقthe horizon أوor أُسدthe lions of البواديthe wilds
بدور الأفق أو أُسد البوادي
And I fear that, over you, I may be challenged
I dread they contend with me over you
By the horizon's full moons or the lions of the wilds.
By the cycles of horizons or the beasts of the deserts
فياso O شمسsun of الضحىmidmorning ليfor me فيكِin you مثلٌa likeness
فيا شمس الضحى لي فيكِ مثلٌ
لميعُthe gleam of حسامهِhis sword للعينto the eye هادِa guide
لميعُ حسامهِ للعين هادِ
So, O midmorning sun, in you I find a likeness:
O sun of the morn, your example to me
The gleam of his sword is a guide to the eye.
Is a sword whose sharpness dazzles the eyes
تسابقrace خيلهُhis horses خيلthe horses of المناياdeath
تسابق خيلهُ خيل المنايا
اذاwhen ماever (emphasis) أُسرجتthey are saddled يومthe day of الطرادِmounted combat
اذا ما أُسرجت يوم الطرادِ
His horses race the horses of death
Its steeds race the steeds of mortality
Whenever they are saddled on the day of mounted combat.
When saddled for the day of confrontation
ويعلوهاand mounts them فتًىa young man لمَّاwhen نراهwe see him نرىwe see
ويعلوها فتًى لمَّا نراه نرى
جبلاًa mountain علاrose upon متنthe back of الجوادِthe steed
جبلاً علا متن الجوادِ
And a young man mounts them; when we see him, we see
Bearing a knight we see as a lofty mountain
A mountain risen upon the steed's back.
Atop the back of his racing stallion
إذاwhen جادتgive generously يداهُhis two hands بالعطاياwith gifts
إذا جادت يداهُ بالعطايا
حسبتyou would think البحرthe sea بحراًa sea منfrom جوادِa generous giver
حسبت البحر بحراً من جوادِ
When his hands lavish gifts,
When his hands give generously we imagine
You would think the sea a sea sprung from a generous giver.
The sea itself a sea of generosity
تباركblessed is منthe One who براfashioned باللطفwith grace شخصاًa person
تبارك من برا باللطف شخصاً
تقادare led لهُto him العلىthe heights of honor ايَّutter انقيادِsubmission
تقاد لهُ العلى ايَّ انقيادِ
Blessed is the One who graciously fashioned a man
Blessed is he of noble character
To whom the heights of honor are led in utter submission.
To whom the highest summits bow readily
أناشدهُI entreat him سطوراًwith lines قدalready حوتهاhave contained them
أناشدهُ سطوراً قد حوتها
طروسthe pages of القلبthe heart لاnot طرسُthe page of المدادِink
طروس القلب لا طرسُ المدادِ
I entreat him with lines already contained
I implore him in lines that contain
In the heart's pages, not on a page of ink.
The deepest passions of the heart, not the pen
يذكرنيhe remembers me اواقيتthe times of التهانيcongratulations
يذكرني اواقيت التهاني
ويوعدنيand he promises me صباحاًone morning بالمعادِa return
ويوعدني صباحاً بالمعادِ
He remembers me at times of congratulation,
That remind me of bygone felicities
And promises me a return one morning.
And promise me mornings of reunion
وماand not احظىI gain منfrom الدنياthe world بحظٍّany share
وما احظى من الدنيا بحظٍّ
سوىexcept وعدa promise بوصلof union واتعادِand a pledged meeting
سوى وعد بوصل واتعادِ
And I gain no share from this world
Of worldly fortunes I have none
Save a promise of union and a pledged meeting.
Save a promise of connection and severance
وفخرand the pride of النفسthe soul اقناعcontentment وصبرand patience
وفخر النفس اقناع وصبر
وماand no فخرpride يقومstands بلاwithout جهادِstruggle
وما فخر يقوم بلا جهادِ
And the soul's pride is contentment and patience,
Soul's pride is acceptance and patience
And no pride stands without struggle.
No pride stands without struggle and hardship