أَرِقتُI lay sleepless وَآبَتنيand returned to me الهُمومُthe cares الطَوارِقُvisiting by night
أَرِقتُ وَآبَتني الهُمومُ الطَوارِقُ
وَلَمand not يَلقَencountered ماwhat لاقَيتُI encountered قَبلِيَbefore me عاشِقُa lover
وَلَم يَلقَ ما لاقَيتُ قَبلِيَ عاشِقُ
I lay sleepless, and the cares that visit by night returned upon me;
I lay sleepless, and night-visiting cares returned to me.
I lay awake while crushing sorrows fell upon me,
no lover before me ever suffered what I have suffered.
And no lover before me has endured what I endured.
And found not what other lovers found before.
إِلَيكُمtoward you بَنيsons of لَأمٍLaʾm تَخُبُّtrot هِجانُهاtheir purebred camels
إِلَيكُم بَني لَأمٍ تَخُبُّ هِجانُها
بِكُلِّalong every طَريقٍroad صادَفَتهُthey encountered it شَبارِقُswift she-camels
بِكُلِّ طَريقٍ صادَفَتهُ شَبارِقُ
Toward you, sons of Laʾm, her noble she-camels hasten,
Toward you, sons of Laʾm, their purebred camels trot,
To you, sons of a grieving mother whose love is fervent
along every road where thornbushes stand in their way.
along every road they encounter, fleet-footed.
On every path bright dawns have shone.
لَكُمyours نائِلٌbounty غَمرٌabundant وَأَحلامُand sound judgment سادَةٍlords
لَكُم نائِلٌ غَمرٌ وَأَحلامُ سادَةٍ
وَأَلسِنَةٌand tongues يَومَthe day of الخِطابِdiscourse مسالِقُsharp and eloquent
وَأَلسِنَةٌ يَومَ الخِطابِ مسالِقُ
Yours are unstinting bounty and the forbearance of lords,
Yours is abundant bounty and the sound judgment of lords,
For you await a torrent of glory and noble dreams
and tongues that cut keenly when it is time to speak.
and tongues, on the day of discourse, sharp and eloquent.
And tongues, on days of speech, most eloquent.
وَلَمand not يَدعُsummoned داعٍa caller مِثلَكُمyour like لِعَظيمَةٍfor a grave crisis
وَلَم يَدعُ داعٍ مِثلَكُم لِعَظيمَةٍ
إِذاwhen وَزَمَتbit بِالساعِدَينِinto both forearms السَّوارِقُthe fetters
إِذا وَزَمَت بِالساعِدَينِ السَّوارِقُ
No caller has ever summoned men like you to a grave undertaking,
And no caller has summoned your like for a grave crisis,
No supplicant called upon the likes of you for greatness
when the life-stealing blades strike at forearms.
when fetters bite into both forearms.
When raiders gripped fast to both arms.
Sol 6.1