أَلاAh! هَلquestion particle أَتىreached عِرسيmy wife مَكَرّيmy charge وَمَوقِفيand my stand
أَلا هَل أَتى عِرسي مَكَرّي وَمَوقِفي
بِواديin the valley of حُنَينٍHunayn وَالأَسِنَّةُwhile the spearheads تُشرَعُwere leveled
بِوادي حُنَينٍ وَالأَسِنَّةُ تُشرَعُ
Ah, has word reached my wife of my charge and my stand
Has my wedding night come, oh cunning fate?
In the valley of Hunayn, while spearheads were leveled,
In Wadi Hunayn with swords unsheathed,
وَقَوليand my words إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle النَفسُthe soul جاشَتsurged with fear لَهاto it قِديenough for me!
وَقَولي إِذا ما النَفسُ جاشَت لَها قِدي
وَهامٌwhile heads تَدَهدىtumbled وَالسَواعِدُand the forearms تُقطَعُwere severed
وَهامٌ تَدَهدى وَالسَواعِدُ تُقطَعُ
And my words to my soul, when it surged with fear: 'Enough!'
My words flow forth when passion stirs my soul,
While heads tumbled and forearms were severed,
As I charge ahead though enemies impede.
كَأَنَّas though السِهامَthe arrows المُرسَلاتِsent flying كَواكِبٌstars
كَأَنَّ السِهامَ المُرسَلاتِ كَواكِبٌ
إِذاwhen أَدبَرَتreceded عَنaway from عَجِّهاtheir dust-cloud وَهيَwhile they تَلمَعُgleamed
إِذا أَدبَرَت عَن عَجِّها وَهيَ تَلمَعُ
As though the arrows sent flying were stars,
Like shooting stars my arrows swiftly fly,
As they left their dust-cloud behind, glittering,
As the infidels retreat in panicked speeds.
وَكَيفَand how رَدَدتُI drove back الخَيلَthe horses وَهيَwhile they مُغيرَةٌwere raiding
وَكَيفَ رَدَدتُ الخَيلَ وَهيَ مُغيرَةٌ
بِزَوراءَwith a curved bow تُعطيgives بِاليَدَينِwith both hands وَتَمنَعُand holds off
بِزَوراءَ تُعطي بِاليَدَينِ وَتَمنَعُ
And how I drove back the horses as they charged,
How could I stop my steed amidst the fray?
With a curved bow that gives with both hands and holds them off?
With both my hands I strike and enemies bleed.
نَصَرناwe aided رَسولَthe Messenger of اللَهِGod فيin الحَربِthe battle سَبعَةًseven
نَصَرنا رَسولَ اللَهِ في الحَربِ سَبعَةً
وَقَدand already فَرَّfled مَنthose who قَدalready فَرَّfled عَنهُfrom him فَأَقشَعُthen dispersed
وَقَد فَرَّ مَن قَد فَرَّ عَنهُ فَأَقشَعُ
We seven aided the Messenger of God in battle,
For seven years we fought for God’s Messenger,
While those who fled from him had fled and scattered.
While others fled, we stood firm, refused to cede.
Sol 6.1