للهِto God دَرُّكَyour excellence أَيُّwhat a جَنَّةَshield خَائِفٍone afraid
للهِ دَرُّكَ أَيُّ جَنَّةَ خَائِفٍ
وَمَتَاعُand a resource دُنْياworldly life أَنْتَyou لِلْحَدَثانِagainst time’s calamities
وَمَتَاعُ دُنْيا أَنْتَ لِلْحَدَثانِ
God bless you! What a shield for one afraid,
And a worldly resource against time’s calamities you are!
مُتَخَمِّطٌproud and fierce يَطَأُhe tramples الرَّجِالَthe men شَهَامَةًwith valor
مُتَخَمِّطٌ يَطَأُ الرَّجِالَ شَهَامَةً
وَطْءَas the trampling of الفَنِيقَthe prized stallion camel مَدارجُcrawling paths القِرْدانِthe ticks
وَطْءَ الفَنِيقَ مَدارجُ القِرْدانِ
Proud and fierce, he tramples men with valor,
As a prized stallion camel tramples the paths where ticks crawl.
وَيَكْبَّهُمْand he flings them face down حَتَّىuntil تَظَّلَremain رُؤُوسَهُمْtheir heads
وَيَكْبَّهُمْ حَتَّى تَظَّلَ رُؤُوسَهُمْ
مَأْمومةًwounded down to the brain’s membrane تَنْحَطُdroop down لِلْغُرْبانِfor the ravens
مَأْمومةً تَنْحَطُ لِلْغُرْبانِ
And he flings them face down, till their heads are left
Split to the brain, drooping for the ravens.
وَيَفْرجُand he cleaves open البَابَthe gate الشَّديدِstout رِتَاجَهُits bolt
وَيَفْرجُ البَابَ الشَّديدِ رِتَاجَهُ
حَتَّىuntil يَصِيرَit becomes كأَنَّهُas though it were بَابانِtwo gates
حَتَّى يَصِيرَ كأَنَّهُ بَابانِ
And he cleaves the gate whose bolt is stout,
Until it seems to be two gates.
Sol 6.1