رِدىventure into مُرَّthe bitterness of الحتُوفِdeaths وَلاand do not تُراعِيbe frightened
رِدى مُرَّ الحتُوفِ وَلا تُراعِي
فَماfor ... is not خَوفُfear of المَنِيَّةِdeath مِنamong طِباعيmy traits
فَما خَوفُ المَنِيَّةِ مِن طِباعي
Brave the bitterness of death, and do not be afraid.
My stance remains firm despite the crushing blows of time,
For fear of death is not in my nature.
Undeterred am I by the fear of mortality's grip.
وَعَزماًand resolve صادِقاًtrue فَلَكَمfor many a مَضيقٍnarrow strait
وَعَزماً صادِقاً فَلَكَم مَضيقٍ
بِصِدقِthrough sincerity of العَزمِresolve صارَbecame إِلىinto اِتِّساعِwide space
بِصِدقِ العَزمِ صارَ إِلى اِتِّساعِ
And hold to true resolve, for many a narrow strait
With true resolve many a strait seems spacious,
through firmness of resolve has opened wide.
Through genuine determination it expands with ease.
وَمَنand whoever هابَfeared المَنيَّةَdeath أَدرَكَتهُit overtook him
وَمَن هابَ المَنيَّةَ أَدرَكَتهُ
وَماتَand died أَذَلَّmore abased مِنthan فَقعٍa truffle بِقاعِon a plain
وَماتَ أَذَلَّ مِن فَقعٍ بِقاعِ
Whoever fears death is overtaken by it
Whoever dreads his end, it soon overtakes him,
and dies more abased than a truffle on a plain.
And he dies more abject than crumbs in the dirt.
ذَرينيleave me وَالمُلوكَand the kings بِكُلِّin every أَرضٍland
ذَريني وَالمُلوكَ بِكُلِّ أَرضٍ
أُكايلُهاI trade measures with them الرَدىdeath صاعاًa measure بِصاعِfor a measure
أُكايلُها الرَدى صاعاً بِصاعِ
Leave me with the kings in every land:
Leave me be with kings in every land,
I trade death with them, measure for measure.
For their might spans but handsbreadths to my acres.
فَماfor ... not أَيمانُهُمtheir right hands تَعلوrise above شماليmy left hand
فَما أَيمانُهُم تَعلو شمالي
وَلاnor أَبواعُهُمtheir armspans تَعدُوgo beyond ذِراعيmy forearm
وَلا أَبواعُهُم تَعدُو ذِراعي
Their right hands do not rise above my left,
Neither oaths nor wealth make them rise above my left,
nor do their armspans reach beyond my forearm.
Or exceed the reach of my hands in their plenty.
تُخَوِّفُنيfrightens me اِبنَةُthe daughter of العَبديِّal-ʿAbdi حَتفيmy death
تُخَوِّفُني اِبنَةُ العَبديِّ حَتفي
وَإِقحاميand my plunging into المَهالِكَperils وَاِفتِراعيand my scaling of heights
وَإِقحامي المَهالِكَ وَاِفتِراعي
Al-ʿAbdi's daughter frightens me with my death
The slave girl's daughter admonishes my ruin,
and my plunging into perils and scaling heights.
And my plunge into perils against my will,
وَتَعذِلُنيand reproaches me عَلىfor إِنفاقِspending ماليmy wealth
وَتَعذِلُني عَلى إِنفاقِ مالي
وَتَزعُمand claims أَنَّهُthat it لِلفَقرِto poverty داعِan invitation
وَتَزعُم أَنَّهُ لِلفَقرِ داعِ
She reproaches me for spending my wealth
Chiding my spending of wealth unfairly,
and claims it is a summons to poverty.
Claiming it belongs to the needy, she insists.
فَقُلتُso I said لَهاto her وَقَدwhile already أَربَتshe exceeded bounds وَزادَتand added more
فَقُلتُ لَها وَقَد أَربَت وَزادَت
رُوَيدَكِtake it gently لاmay not شَقيتِyou suffer فَلَنfor ... will not تُطاعيyou be obeyed
رُوَيدَكِ لا شَقيتِ فَلَن تُطاعي
So I told her, when she had gone too far and persisted:
But I said, as she grew brazen and bold:
Easy now—may you never suffer—for you will not be obeyed.
Gently girl, you'll not be obeyed in this.
أَماindeed وَالأَريَحيَّةِby magnanimity إِنَّtruly سَمعيmy hearing
أَما وَالأَريَحيَّةِ إِنَّ سَمعي
لِماto what تَهذيbabble العَواذِلُthe reproaching women غَيرُnot واعِattentive
لِما تَهذي العَواذِلُ غَيرُ واعِ
Indeed, by magnanimity, my ear
By my soul! My hearing is deaf,
does not heed the babble of reproaching women.
To the idle prattle of impudent women.
أَأَحفلُshould I care بِالفِراقِabout parting وَكُلُّand every شِعبٍcommunity
أَأَحفلُ بِالفِراقِ وَكُلُّ شِعبٍ
تُصَيِّرُهُturns it المَنونُdeath إِلىinto اِنصِداعِrupture
تُصَيِّرُهُ المَنونُ إِلى اِنصِداعِ
Should I grieve at parting, when every community
Shall I worry about parting, when every ravine,
is brought by Death to division?
Is rent asunder by death in the end?
وَأَرهبُand should I fear أَنto أَمُوتَdie وَكُلُّand every حَيٍّliving being
وَأَرهبُ أَن أَمُوتَ وَكُلُّ حَيٍّ
سَينعاهُwill announce his death إِلىto الأَقوامِthe peoples ناعِa death-herald
سَينعاهُ إِلى الأَقوامِ ناعِ
And should I fear to die, when every living soul
Shall I dread my dying, when each living soul,
will have his death announced to the people by a herald?
Will be mourned by kinsmen when his end is nigh?
وَأَخشىand should I fear الفَقرَpoverty وَالدُنياand the world مَتاعٌprovision
وَأَخشى الفَقرَ وَالدُنيا مَتاعٌ
وَرَبّيand my Lord بِالكِرامِtoward the noble أَبَرُّmost benevolent راعِa shepherd
وَرَبّي بِالكِرامِ أَبَرُّ راعِ
And should I fear poverty, when the world is mere provision,
Shall I fear poverty, when the world is but borrowed,
and my Lord is the kindest shepherd of the noble?
And my Lord in His bounty is of grace sublime?
دَعينيlet me أَركَبُride into الأَهوالَterrors إِنّيindeed I
دَعيني أَركَبُ الأَهوالَ إِنّي
رَأَيتُhave found رُكوبَهاriding them فيهِin it اِتِّداعيmy repose
رَأَيتُ رُكوبَها فيهِ اِتِّداعي
Let me ride into terrors, for I
Let me ride the terrors - I see hope,
have found my repose in riding them.
In facing them with steadfast will.
فَماfor ... not لِلمَرءِfor a man خَيرٌany good فيin حَياةٍa life
فَما لِلمَرءِ خَيرٌ في حَياةٍ
إِذاif ماemphatic particle عُدَّhe is counted مِنamong سَقَطِthe refuse of المَتاعِgoods
إِذا ما عُدَّ مِن سَقَطِ المَتاعِ
There is no good for a man in a life
Of what use is life to a man,
if he is counted among worthless goods.
If he's counted as trifles among men?
فَإِنَّfor indeed بِأَرضِناin our land بَقَراًcattle شِباعاًwell-fed
فَإِنَّ بِأَرضِنا بَقَراً شِباعاً
وَلَكِنand yet بَينَamong آسادٌlions جِياعِhungry
وَلَكِن بَينَ آسادٌ جِياعِ
For in our land are well-fed cattle,
Our land has cattle aplenty,
and yet among them are hungry lions.
Though ravenous lions lurk between.
وَهَلand does يَهناplease البَهيمَةَthe beast خِصبُthe lushness of مَرعىًpasture
وَهَل يَهنا البَهيمَةَ خِصبُ مَرعىً
إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle آنَسَتit perceives صَوتَthe sound of السِباعِbeasts of prey
إِذا ما آنَسَت صَوتَ السِباعِ
And does lush pasture please a beast
Does a beast still graze, hearing but the cries
when it hears the sound of beasts of prey?
Of predators, midst the meadows green?
إِذاif راعَfrightens الوداعُfarewell قُلوبَthe hearts of قَومٍsome people
إِذا راعَ الوداعُ قُلوبَ قَومٍ
فَليthen I have قَلبٌa heart يَحِنُّthat yearns إِلىfor الوداعِfarewell
فَلي قَلبٌ يَحِنُّ إِلى الوداعِ
If farewell frightens the hearts of some,
When longing severs a people's hearts,
mine is a heart that longs for farewell.
Mine yearns for reunion, I confess.
وَإِنand if يَنزَعyearns إِلىfor الأَوطانِhomelands غِمرٌan inexperienced man
وَإِن يَنزَع إِلى الأَوطانِ غِمرٌ
فإِنَّthen indeed إِلىfor النَوىfar departure أَبَداًalways نِزاعيmy longing
فإِنَّ إِلى النَوى أَبَداً نِزاعي
And if a novice yearns for his homeland,
If sadness draws me to my homeland,
then my longing is ever for far departure.
My purpose is always to reach my loved ones.
يُراعُis frightened لِفُرقَةِby separation from الأَوطانِhomelands نِكسٌa base weakling
يُراعُ لِفُرقَةِ الأَوطانِ نِكسٌ
ضَعيفُweak in العَزمِresolve أَخلىhollower مِنthan يَراعِa reed
ضَعيفُ العَزمِ أَخلى مِن يَراعِ
A base weakling fears separation from his homeland,
The weak-willed grieve their homelands from afar,
weak in resolve, hollower than a reed.
While the resolute roam unfettered and free.
وَكَمand how many مِنof فُرقَةٍa separation طالَتlasted long فَكانَتthen became
وَكَم مِن فُرقَةٍ طالَت فَكانَت
بُعَيدَjust after اليَأسِdespair داعِيَةَa cause of اِجتِماعِreunion
بُعَيدَ اليَأسِ داعِيَةَ اِجتِماعِ
Many a separation has lasted long, then become,
How many a long estrangement came to an end,
just after despair, a cause of reunion.
As hope summoned a joyous reassembly!
تُقارِعُنيcontend with me الحَوادِثُmisfortunes عَنaway from مُراديmy aim
تُقارِعُني الحَوادِثُ عَن مُرادي
وَأَرجُوand I hope أَنthat يُذلِّلَهاwill subdue them قِراعيmy battling
وَأَرجُو أَن يُذلِّلَها قِراعي
Misfortunes contend with me to turn me from my aim,
Events have opposed my will time and again,
and I hope my battling will subdue them.
But I trust my own strength to subdue them, God willing.
وَإِنّيand indeed I وَالعُلىand lofty glory فَرَساtwo horses رِهانٍa race
وَإِنّي وَالعُلى فَرَسا رِهانٍ
كَماjust as أَناI وَالنَدىand generosity أَخَواtwo brothers رَضاعِsuckling
كَما أَنا وَالنَدى أَخَوا رَضاعِ
I and lofty glory are two racing steeds,
By the Most High! I and loftiness are twins,
just as I and generosity are milk-brothers.
Like myself and the morning dew, suckled together.
وَلَستُand I am not إِذاwhen الهُمومُcares تَأَوَّبَتنيreturn to me
وَلَستُ إِذا الهُمومُ تَأَوَّبَتني
مُلاقيهاone to face them بِآراءٍwith thoughts شَعاعِscattered
مُلاقيها بِآراءٍ شَعاعِ
And when cares return to haunt me, I do not
When sorrows becloud me, I do not meet them
meet them with scattered thoughts.
With desperate or fanciful ideas.
وَلَكِنّيand yet I سَأَلقاهاshall face them بِعَزمٍwith resolve
وَلَكِنّي سَأَلقاها بِعَزمٍ
وَباعٍand a reach فيin المَكارِمِnoble deeds أَيّwhat a باعِreach
وَباعٍ في المَكارِمِ أَيّ باعِ
Instead, I shall face them with resolve
Nay, but with resolute will and ample capacity
and a reach in noble deeds—what a reach!
For noble deeds, however dire the plight!
سَئِمتُI am weary of تَقَلُّبيmy tossing فَوقَupon الحَشاياmattresses
سَئِمتُ تَقَلُّبي فَوقَ الحَشايا
وَنَوميand my sleeping بِالهَواجِرِin midday heat وَاِضطِجاعيand my lying down
وَنَومي بِالهَواجِرِ وَاِضطِجاعي
I am weary of tossing upon mattresses,
Weary am I of roaming the arid plains,
and of sleeping in midday heat and lying down.
Sleeping among the boulders, fatigued each night.
إِذاif يَوماًone day نَبَتproves inhospitable بيto me دارُthe home of قَوميmy people
إِذا يَوماً نَبَت بي دارُ قَومي
فَماthen ... not تَنبُوbalk المَطِيُّthe riding camels عَنِat اِنتِجاعيmy search for pasture
فَما تَنبُو المَطِيُّ عَنِ اِنتِجاعي
If one day my people's home rejects me,
When my people's homes spring up before me,
the riding camels will not balk at my search for pasture.
My steed will bear me to them in all haste.
سَأَطلُبُI shall seek حَقَّthe right of آبائِيmy forefathers وَحَقّيand my right
سَأَطلُبُ حَقَّ آبائِي وَحَقّي
وَلَوand even if مِنfrom بَينِbetween أَنيابِthe fangs of الأَفاعيvipers
وَلَو مِن بَينِ أَنيابِ الأَفاعي
I shall seek my forefathers' right and my own,
I will reclaim my forefathers' rights and mine,
even from between the fangs of vipers.
Though it be from between the vipers' fangs!
وَإِنَّand indeed المَوتَdeath فيin طَلَبِthe pursuit of اِرتِفاعٍhigh station
وَإِنَّ المَوتَ في طَلَبِ اِرتِفاعٍ
لَدَيَّto me وَلاand not حَياتيmy life فيin اِتِّضاعِabasement
لَدَيَّ وَلا حَياتي في اِتِّضاعِ
And death in the pursuit of high station
Meeting death pursuing lofty goals,
is my choice, rather than my life in abasement.
Pleases me more than living in meek submission.
وَثَوبُpouncing اللَيثِthe lion فِيَّin me إِذاwhen تَبَدَّتappears
وَثَوبُ اللَيثِ فِيَّ إِذا تَبَدَّت
فَريسَتُهُits prey وَإِطراقُand head-lowering الشُجاعِthe serpent
فَريسَتُهُ وَإِطراقُ الشُجاعِ
In me is the lion's pounce at the appearance
The lion bares his teeth when prey appears -
of its prey, and the serpent's lowered head.
Such is the nature of the valiant and the brave.
يُخادِعُنيtry to trick me عَنِout of العَلياhigh rank رِجالٌmen
يُخادِعُني عَنِ العَليا رِجالٌ
وَأَينَand where are بَنوsons الفَواعِلِthe harlots مِنfrom خِداعيdeceiving me
وَأَينَ بَنو الفَواعِلِ مِن خِداعي
Men try to trick me out of high rank,
Some beguile me from greatness, but where are
but how could those sons of harlots deceive me?
The true stalwarts against such trickery and deceit?
أَأَبقَىam I to remain تابِعاًa follower وَلَدَيَّand I possess فَضلٌexcellence
أَأَبقَى تابِعاً وَلَدَيَّ فَضلٌ
يَسومُdemands of الناسَpeople كُلَّهُمُall of them اِتِّباعيfollowing me
يَسومُ الناسَ كُلَّهُمُ اِتِّباعي
Am I to remain a follower, when I possess excellence
Shall I remain a follower when I excel all,
that obliges all people to follow me?
And all humanity follows in my steps?
يُطاوِلُنيseeks to outdo me بِقَوميthrough my people كُلُّevery عَبدٍslave
يُطاوِلُني بِقَومي كُلُّ عَبدٍ
تَنَقَّلَpassed مِنfrom لَكاعٍa vile woman فيinto لَكاعِa vile woman
تَنَقَّلَ مِن لَكاعٍ في لَكاعِ
Every slave seeks to outdo me through my own people,
Every slave-born peon derides my clan,
who has passed from one vile woman to another.
Though he crawls from one shackle to the next.
أَهُمُّI consider بِهَجوِهِمlampooning them فَأَرىso I deem ضَلالاًfolly
أَهُمُّ بِهَجوِهِم فَأَرى ضَلالاً
هِجائيmy lampooning دونَother than رَهطِthe clan of اِبنِIbn الرِقاعِal-Riqaʿ
هِجائي دونَ رَهطِ اِبنِ الرِقاعِ
I think of lampooning them, but deem it folly
Their raving concerns me not, for I see but raving,
to satirize anyone but Ibn al-Riqaʿ's clan.
While my rebuke spares not the rabble's brood.
أَناI اِبنُson of السابِقينَthose who led إِلىto المَعاليlofty ranks
أَنا اِبنُ السابِقينَ إِلى المَعالي
وَأَربابِand masters of المَمالِكِkingdoms وَالمَساعيand noble endeavors
وَأَربابِ المَمالِكِ وَالمَساعي
I am the son of those who led the way to lofty ranks
I am descended from the early pioneers,
and of masters of kingdoms and noble endeavors.
The lords of realms and towering deeds.
حَلَلناwe dwelt مِنamong رَبيعَةَRabiʿa فيat ذُراهاits summits
حَلَلنا مِن رَبيعَةَ في ذُراها
وَجاوَزناand passed beyond الفُروعَthe branches إِلىto الفِراعِthe summits
وَجاوَزنا الفُروعَ إِلى الفِراعِ
Among Rabiʿa, we dwelt upon its peaks,
We are the pure origin of Rabi'ah's line,
and passed beyond the branches to the highest summits.
Rising above the branches to the lofty trunk.
وَقَدand indeed عَلِمتhas learned نِزارٌNizar أَنَّthat قَوميmy people
وَقَد عَلِمت نِزارٌ أَنَّ قَومي
سُيوفُthe swords of ضِرابهاits striking يَومَthe day of المَصاعِcombat
سُيوفُ ضِرابها يَومَ المَصاعِ
Nizar has learned that my people
The Nizar know our swords strike on the day,
are the swords with which it strikes on the day of combat,
When warring factions meet in the melee.
وَأَنّاand that we المانِعُونَthe protectors of حِمىthe sanctuary of مَعَدٍّMaʿadd
وَأَنّا المانِعُونَ حِمى مَعَدٍّ
وَأَهلُand the people of الذَبِّwarding off harm عَنهاfrom it وَالدِفاعِand defense
وَأَهلُ الذَبِّ عَنها وَالدِفاعِ
and that we guard Maʿadd's sanctuary,
We are Ma'add's unfailing defenders,
and are the ones who shield and defend it.
Her champions in combat, stalwart and staunch.
نُهينُwe hold cheap لَهاfor it التِلادَancestral wealth وَلاand do not نُحاشيspare anything
نُهينُ لَها التِلادَ وَلا نُحاشي
وَنُوطِئُهاand we make it tread البِلادَthe lands وَلاand do not نُراعيfear
وَنُوطِئُها البِلادَ وَلا نُراعي
We hold ancestral wealth cheap for its sake, sparing nothing,
We forbid her foes from setting foot therein,
and lay the lands beneath its feet without fear.
Routing them from her lands without remorse.
وَنَشريand we trade البَيِّعاتِbargains بِكُلِّin every خَطبٍcalamity
وَنَشري البَيِّعاتِ بِكُلِّ خَطبٍ
عَناهاthat afflicted it لاnot لِبَيعٍfor selling وَاِبتِياعِand buying
عَناها لا لِبَيعٍ وَاِبتِياعِ
And we strike bargains in every calamity
We declare her banned to all suitors,
that besets it, not for selling and buying.
No courtship or chase will she abide!
وَماand never زالَتceased مَدىthroughout الأَيّامِthe days فيناamong us
وَما زالَت مَدى الأَيّامِ فينا
لَهاfor it راعٍa guardian وَساعٍand a champion أَيّwhat a ساعِchampion
لَها راعٍ وَساعٍ أَيّ ساعِ
Throughout the days, there has never ceased to be among us
She has ever found in us a guardian,
a guardian for it and a champion—what a champion!
At all times a keeper - her every need met.
وَماand ... not حِفظُpreserving العُلىhigh rank وَالمَجدِand glory شَيءٌa thing
وَما حِفظُ العُلى وَالمَجدِ شَيءٌ
مِنَamong الأَشياءِthings كَالمالِlike wealth المُضاعِsquandered
مِنَ الأَشياءِ كَالمالِ المُضاعِ
And preserving high rank and glory is no deed
Naught preserves eminence and glory,
to be compared with squandered wealth.
Like wealth freely given and freely spent.
وَإِنand if نَفخَرwe boast نِجِيءُwe come بِكُلِّwith every مَلكٍking
وَإِن نَفخَر نِجِيءُ بِكُلِّ مَلكٍ
حَليمٍforbearing قادِرٍpowerful عاصٍdefiant مُطاعِobeyed
حَليمٍ قادِرٍ عاصٍ مُطاعِ
And if we boast, we bring forth every king:
When we boast, we speak of every wise and forbearing king,
forbearing, powerful, defiant, obeyed.
Mighty, capable, defiant, obeyed.
بَنَيناwe built عِزَّناour might وَرَسىand stood firm عُلاناour eminence
بَنَينا عِزَّنا وَرَسى عُلانا
بِضَربِthrough striking الهامِheads وَالكَرَمِand generosity المُشاعِshared with all
بِضَربِ الهامِ وَالكَرَمِ المُشاعِ
We built our might, and our eminence stood firm
Through courage and generosity we raised our glory,
through blows to heads and generosity shared with all.
And the lofty stars of auspiciousness shone upon us.
بِناthrough us يَستَنسِرُbecomes a vulture العُصفُورُthe sparrow تِيهاًin pride
بِنا يَستَنسِرُ العُصفُورُ تِيهاً
وَتَخشىand fear الأسدُthe lions صَولاتِthe onslaughts of الضِباعِhyenas
وَتَخشى الأسدُ صَولاتِ الضِباعِ
Through us, the sparrow turns proudly into a vulture,
Through us the sparrows sing carefree,
and lions fear the onslaughts of hyenas.
While lions quake at the hyenas' howls.
وَمَجهولٌand an unknown man إِذاwhen يُعزىhis lineage is traced كَشَيءٍlike a thing
وَمَجهولٌ إِذا يُعزى كَشَيءٍ
وَإِنسانٌand a person وَأَخفىand more hidden مِنthan نُخاعِmarrow
وَإِنسانٌ وَأَخفى مِن نُخاعِ
And a nameless man, when identified, like 'a thing'
Once ignored as a trivial speck,
and 'a person,' more hidden than marrow—
Man's now obscured, concealed in his very marrow.
تَرَكناهُwe left him كَأَنتَlike 'you' وَذاand 'this' وَأَضحىand he became
تَرَكناهُ كَأَنتَ وَذا وَأَضحى
كَمِثلِlike الطَودِthe great mountain ماwhat lies بَينَbetween البِقاعِthe lands
كَمِثلِ الطَودِ ما بَينَ البِقاعِ
we left like 'you' and 'this,' and he became
We left him as if never worth a mention,
like a great mountain amid the plains.
While he became like a hillock 'twixt the dunes.
وَإِرِّيسٍand a ploughman جَعَلناهُwe made him رَئيساًa chief
وَإِرِّيسٍ جَعَلناهُ رَئيساً
يَسومُdemands of الناسَthe people غَيرَother than المُستَطاعِwhat is possible
يَسومُ الناسَ غَيرَ المُستَطاعِ
And a ploughman we made a chief,
We crowned a fool our tribal chief,
who demands of people what they cannot do.
That he might lord over commoners and fools.
فَصارَso he became يُعَدَّconsidered ذاpossessed of رَأيٍjudgment وَعَقلٍand reason
فَصارَ يُعَدَّ ذا رَأيٍ وَعَقلٍ
وَكانَand he was يُعَدَّcounted فيamong الهَمَجِthe rabble الرِعاعِthe riffraff
وَكانَ يُعَدَّ في الهَمَجِ الرِعاعِ
So he came to be counted a man of judgment and reason,
Thus he came to be counted wise and rational,
though he had been counted among the rabble and riffraff.
When once he was dismissed as rabble of no account.
وَأَرعَنَand a mountain-like host باذِخٍtowering صَعبِdifficult المَراقيthe ascents
وَأَرعَنَ باذِخٍ صَعبِ المَراقي
صَكَكناهُwe struck it فَآذنso it signaled بِاِنقِشاعِdispersal
صَكَكناهُ فَآذن بِاِنقِشاعِ
And a towering, mountain-like host, hard to scale,
We feared him, a raging tyrant -
we struck, and it gave warning of dispersal.
His tyranny heralded collapse and ruin.
فَلاso do not let يَستَغرِقَنَّcompletely engulf الحُمقُfolly قَوماًa people
فَلا يَستَغرِقَنَّ الحُمقُ قَوماً
فَكَمfor how many مِنof رفعَةٍan elevation سَبَبُa cause of اِتِّضاعِabasement
فَكَم مِن رفعَةٍ سَبَبُ اِتِّضاعِ
So let folly never engulf a people,
Let not ignorance thus lead astray a people,
for many a rise has caused a fall.
For often it is meekness that uplifts the lowly.
فَإِنَّfor indeed سُيُوفَناour swords ماnot زالَceased فيهاin them
فَإِنَّ سُيُوفَنا ما زالَ فيها
شِفاءٌa cure لِلرُؤوسِfor heads مِنfrom الصُداعِheadache
شِفاءٌ لِلرُؤوسِ مِن الصُداعِ
For in our swords there has always been
Our swords have ever harbored healing,
a cure to relieve heads of headache.
Curing heads of the pains that plague them.
يَخَبِّرُreports تُبَّعٌTubbaʿ عَنهاabout them وَكِسرىand Kisra
يَخَبِّرُ تُبَّعٌ عَنها وَكِسرى
بِذاof this وَالمُنذِرانِand the two Mundhirs وَذُوand Dhu الكَلاعِal-Kalaʿ
بِذا وَالمُنذِرانِ وَذُو الكَلاعِ
Tubbaʿ and Kisra bear witness about them
Tubba', Caesar, both the Nizar, and Dhu l-Qal'a
to this, as do the two Mundhirs and Dhu al-Kalaʿ.
Tell of them - their temper fine and keen.
فَكَمfor how many قِدماًlong ago رَبَعناwe dwelt in مِنof رُبوعٍdwellings
فَكَم قِدماً رَبَعنا مِن رُبوعٍ
بِهنَّwith them وَكَمand how many أَبَرناwe destroyed مِنof رَباعِsettlements
بِهنَّ وَكَم أَبَرنا مِن رَباعِ
How many dwellings we occupied long ago
How many lands we've toured on their wings!
with them, and how many settlements we laid waste!
How many deserts we've roamed, far and wide!
Sol 6.1