وَحُسامٍand many a sword بِكَفِّin the hand of أَشوَسَa fierce warrior أَجرىhe made flow
وَحُسامٍ بِكَفِّ أَشوَسَ أَجرى
فيthrough الطُلىthroats ماءَهُits water وَأَضرَمَand kindled نارَهits fire
في الطُلى ماءَهُ وَأَضرَمَ نارَه
And many a sword in a fierce warrior’s hand—he made
its water flow through throats and kindled its fire.
عَطَفَbent الضَربُthe stroke مِنهُfrom it عارِضَa bearded cheek شَيبٍgray hair
عَطَفَ الضَربُ مِنهُ عارِضَ شَيبٍ
فَاِنجَلىthen it shone forth يَخضِبُdyes النَجيعُfresh blood عِذارَهits whiskers
فَاِنجَلى يَخضِبُ النَجيعُ عِذارَه
The stroke bent its gray-haired cheek;
then it shone forth, gore dyeing its whiskers.
فَوقَupon وِردٍa chestnut horse مَحَجَّلٍwhite-stockinged مَزَجَmingled الحُسنُbeauty
فَوقَ وِردٍ مَحَجَّلٍ مَزَجَ الحُسنُ
بِمَرآهُin his appearance ماءَهُits water وَعُقارَهand its wine
بِمَرآهُ ماءَهُ وَعُقارَه
Upon a white-stockinged chestnut, Beauty mingled
in his appearance its water and its wine.
خَلَّصتُهُrefined him نارُthe fire of الطَبيعَةِnature سَبكاًby casting
خَلَّصتُهُ نارُ الطَبيعَةِ سَبكاً
وَأَسالَتand made flow لُجَينَهُhis silver وَنُضارَهand his gold
وَأَسالَت لُجَينَهُ وَنُضارَه
Nature’s fire refined him in the casting,
and made his silver and his gold flow.
قَدَحَstruck الرَكضُgalloping زَندَهُhis firestick فَاِستَطارَتso flew up
قَدَحَ الرَكضُ زَندَهُ فَاِستَطارَت
فيthrough دُخانِthe smoke of العَجاجِswirling dust مِنهُfrom him شَرارَهhis sparks
في دُخانِ العَجاجِ مِنهُ شَرارَه
Galloping struck his firestick, and out flew
his sparks through the smoke of swirling dust.
يَضحَكُlaughs الحَليُthe ornaments فَوقَهُupon him عَنrevealing أَقاحٍdaisies
يَضحَكُ الحَليُ فَوقَهُ عَن أَقاحٍ
نَثَرَتهُscattered it الصَباthe east wind عَلىover جُلَّنارَهhis pomegranate blossoms
نَثَرَتهُ الصَبا عَلى جُلَّنارَه
The ornaments upon him laugh, revealing daisies
the east wind scattered over his pomegranate blossoms.
Sol 6.1