تَصَدَّتshe came forward وَحَبلُand the cord of البَينِparting مُستَحصِدٌfirmly twisted شَزرُleft-twisted
تَصَدَّت وَحَبلُ البَينِ مُستَحصِدٌ شَزرُ
وَقَدand already سَهَّلَsmoothed التَوديعُfarewell ماwhat وَعَّرَmade rugged الهَجرُestrangement
وَقَد سَهَّلَ التَوديعُ ما وَعَّرَ الهَجرُ
She came forward, the cord of parting tightly twisted leftward,
She turned away while the rope of separation harvests sparks,
And farewell had smoothed what estrangement made rugged.
And parting has eased what remoteness complicated.
بَكَتهُshe wept for him بِماwith what أَبكَتهُshe made him weep أَيّامَin the days when صَدرُهاher bosom
بَكَتهُ بِما أَبكَتهُ أَيّامَ صَدرُها
خَلِيٌّuntroubled وَماand not يَخلوis free لَهُfor him مِنof هَوىًlove صَدرُa bosom
خَلِيٌّ وَما يَخلو لَهُ مِن هَوىً صَدرُ
She wept for him with tears she once made him shed, in days when her bosom
She wept for what made her weep in the days of her prime,
Was untroubled, while his bosom was never free of love.
While my heart is empty, devoid of love for anyone else.
وَقالَتand she said أَتَنسىwill you forget البَدرَthe full moon قُلتُI said تَجَلُّداًwith fortitude
وَقالَت أَتَنسى البَدرَ قُلتُ تَجَلُّداً
إِذاif الشَمسُthe sun لَمnot تَغرُبset فَلاthen may not طَلَعَrise البَدرُthe full moon
إِذا الشَمسُ لَم تَغرُب فَلا طَلَعَ البَدرُ
She said, "Will you forget the full moon?" I answered, steeling myself:
She said, “Can you forget the full moon?” I said, being stoic,
"If the sun has not set, may the full moon never rise."
“As long as the sun doesn’t set, the full moon won’t rise.”
فَأَذرَتso she scattered جُماناًpearls مِنof دُموعٍtears نِظامُهاtheir string
فَأَذرَت جُماناً مِن دُموعٍ نِظامُها
عَلىupon الصَدرِthe breast إِلّاexcept أَنَّthat صائِغَهاtheir goldsmith الشَفرُthe eyelid's edge
عَلى الصَدرِ إِلّا أَنَّ صائِغَها الشَفرُ
Then she scattered pearls of tears, their string
So she shed copious tears, strung together,
Upon her breast—though their goldsmith was the eyelid's edge.
Pouring on her chest, except their pouring is done by the eyelids.
وَماand not الدَمعُtears ثانٍturning aside عَزمَتيmy resolve وَلَوَeven if اَنَّهاthat she
وَما الدَمعُ ثانٍ عَزمَتي وَلَوَ اَنَّها
سَقىwatered خَدَّهاher cheek مِنfrom كُلِّevery عَينٍeye لَهاof hers نَهرُa river
سَقى خَدَّها مِن كُلِّ عَينٍ لَها نَهرُ
Tears will not turn my resolve, even if she
And shedding more tears was not my intention, even if
Had her cheek watered by a river from each of her eyes.
Every eye of hers were to water her cheek into a river.
جَمَعتُI gathered شَعاعَthe scattered strands of الرَأيِthought ثُمَّthen وَسَمتُهُI stamped it
جَمَعتُ شَعاعَ الرَأيِ ثُمَّ وَسَمتُهُ
بِحَزمٍwith resolve لَهُfor it فيin كُلِّevery مُظلِمَةٍdark perplexity فَجرُa dawn
بِحَزمٍ لَهُ في كُلِّ مُظلِمَةٍ فَجرُ
I gathered my scattered thoughts, then stamped them
I gathered the rays of perception and branded it
With resolve that has a dawn in every darkness.
With resolve that gives light in every dark place.
وَصارَعتُand I wrestled عَنaway from مِصرٍEgypt رَجائيmy hope وَلَمand not يَكُنwould be
وَصارَعتُ عَن مِصرٍ رَجائي وَلَم يَكُن
لِيَصرَعَto overthrow عَزميmy resolve غَيرَother than ماwhat صَرَعَتoverthrew مِصرُEgypt
لِيَصرَعَ عَزمي غَيرَ ما صَرَعَت مِصرُ
I wrestled my hope away from Egypt; nor could
I struggled to fulfill my hope but nothing could defeat
My resolve overthrow anything but what Egypt had overthrown.
My resolve other than what Egypt itself defeated.
فَطَحطَحتُso I shattered سَدّاًa wall سَدُّthe wall of ياجوجَYa'juj دونَهُlesser than it
فَطَحطَحتُ سَدّاً سَدُّ ياجوجَ دونَهُ
مِنَof الهَمِّcare لَمnot يُفرَغwas poured عَلىover زُبرِهِits iron blocks قِطرُmolten copper
مِنَ الهَمِّ لَم يُفرَغ عَلى زُبرِهِ قِطرُ
So I shattered a wall beside which Ya'juj's wall was slight,
So I became a barrier, blocking Gog and Magog,
A wall of care, with no molten copper poured over its blocks.
With worries whose drops never cease flooding its dam.
بِذِعلِبَةٍwith a swift she-camel أَلوىwore away بِوافِرِwith the abundance of نَحضِهاher flesh
بِذِعلِبَةٍ أَلوى بِوافِرِ نَحضِها
فَتىًa youth وافِرُabundant in الأَخلاقِvirtues لَيسَnot لَهُhe has وَفرُwealth
فَتىً وافِرُ الأَخلاقِ لَيسَ لَهُ وَفرُ
With a swift she-camel whose ample flesh was worn away
With a brave she-camel bucking mightily,
By a youth rich in virtues, yet possessing no wealth.
A generous gallant man who has no defect.
فَكَمthen how many a مَهمَهٍtrackless wilderness قَفرٍbarren تَعَشَّقتُI loved مَتنَهُits back
فَكَم مَهمَهٍ قَفرٍ تَعَشَّقتُ مَتنَهُ
عَلىupon مَتنِهاher back وَالبَرُّand the land مِنfrom آلِهِits mirage بَحرُa sea
عَلى مَتنِها وَالبَرُّ مِن آلِهِ بَحرُ
How many a barren wilderness's back I came to love,
So I fancied many barren lands I walked on their backs
Upon her back, while the land was a sea of mirage.
While the land is a sea and its people are the land.
وَماand not القَفرُdesolation بِالبيدِthe deserts القَواءِempty بَلbut الَّتيthe one that
وَما القَفرُ بِالبيدِ القَواءِ بَل الَّتي
نَبَتwas inhospitable بيto me وَفيهاand within it ساكِنوهاits inhabitants هِيَit القَفرُdesolation
نَبَت بي وَفيها ساكِنوها هِيَ القَفرُ
Desolation is not the empty deserts, but the land
The barren land is not with sturdy pegs. But the land that grew
That cast me off, though its inhabitants dwell there—that is desolation.
Me and whose dwellers grew in it, that is the barren land.
وَمَنand whoever قامَرَgambles with الأَيّامَthe days عَنfor ثَمراتِهاtheir fruits
وَمَن قامَرَ الأَيّامَ عَن ثَمراتِها
فَأَحجِthen how likely بِهاthey are أَنto تَنجَليpass away وَلَهاand theirs are القَمرُthe winnings
فَأَحجِ بِها أَن تَنجَلي وَلَها القَمرُ
Whoever gambles with the days for their fruits—
Whoever gambles with days against their gains
How likely they are to end with the winnings theirs!
I fear for it to be unveiled while it owns the moon.
فَإِنso if كانَwas ذَنبيmy fault أَنَّthat أَحسَنَthe best of مَطلَبيmy quest
فَإِن كانَ ذَنبي أَنَّ أَحسَنَ مَطلَبي
أَساءَturned ill فَفيthen in سوءِthe ill القَضاءِdecree لِيَfor me العُذرُthe excuse
أَساءَ فَفي سوءِ القَضاءِ لِيَ العُذرُ
If my fault is that the best of my quest
If my sin was that my best interests went wrong,
Turned ill, then in an ill decree lies my excuse:
Then the blame is on the misfortune of fate, I have an excuse.
قَضاءِthe decree of الَّذيthe One who ماnot زالَceased فيin يَدِهِHis hand الغِنىwealth
قَضاءِ الَّذي ما زالَ في يَدِهِ الغِنى
ثَنىbent back غَربَthe sharp edge of آماليmy hopes وَفيand in يَدِيَmy hand الفَقرُpoverty
ثَنى غَربَ آمالي وَفي يَدِيَ الفَقرُ
The decree of Him in whose hand wealth has always lain
Fate which wealth never ceased to be in its hands
Blunted the edge of my hopes, while poverty lay in my hand.
Has folded my hopes while poverty remains in my hands.
رَضيتُI accepted وَهَلand do أَرضىI feel content إِذاif كانَwas مُسخِطيwhat displeases me
رَضيتُ وَهَل أَرضى إِذا كانَ مُسخِطي
مِنَof الأَمرِthe affair ماwhat فيهِin it رِضاthe pleasure of مَنthe One who لَهُto Him belongs الأَمرُcommand
مِنَ الأَمرِ ما فيهِ رِضا مَن لَهُ الأَمرُ
I accepted it—but am I content, when what displeases me
I accepted it - could I be pleased if the one discontent with me
In the affair is what pleases the One to whom command belongs?
In the matter is the one whose pleasure matters the most?
وَأَشجَيتُand I vexed أَيّاميmy days بِصَبرٍwith patience جَلَونَthey revealed ليto me
وَأَشجَيتُ أَيّامي بِصَبرٍ جَلَونَ لي
عَواقِبَهُits outcomes وَالصَبرُand patience مِثلُlike اِسمِهِits name صَبرُbitter aloe
عَواقِبَهُ وَالصَبرُ مِثلُ اِسمِهِ صَبرُ
I vexed my days with patience; they revealed to me
And I endured my days with composed patience that
Its outcomes; patience, like its namesake, is bitter aloe.
Bore good consequences, and patience is true to its name.
أَبىforbade لِيَfor me نَجرُthe stock of الغَوثِal-Ghawth أَنto أَرأَمَembrace الَّتيthat which
أَبى لِيَ نَجرُ الغَوثِ أَن أَرأَمَ الَّتي
أُسَبُّI am reviled بِهاfor it وَالنَجرُand stock يُشبِهُهُresembles it النَجرُstock
أُسَبُّ بِها وَالنَجرُ يُشبِهُهُ النَجرُ
The stock of al-Ghawth forbade me to embrace the thing
The rivers of aid refused to let me pasture on what
For which I am reviled; stock resembles stock.
I disparage, and the act of refusal resembles the rivers.
وَهَلand has خابَfailed مَنwhoever جِذماهُhis two roots فيamong ضَنءِthe offspring of طَيِّئٍTayyi
وَهَل خابَ مَن جِذماهُ في ضَنءِ طَيِّئٍ
عَدِيُّAdi العَدِيّينَthe Adis القَلَمَّسُal-Qalammas أَوor عَمرُوAmr
عَدِيُّ العَدِيّينَ القَلَمَّسُ أَو عَمرُو
Can one fail whose two roots among Tayyi's offspring are
How disappointed can one be who gathered in the grasps of Tayyi’
Adi of the Adis, al-Qalammas, or Amr?
‘Adiyy the most generous, or ‘Amr?
لَناours are غُرَرٌbright glories زَيدِيَّةٌof Zayd أُدَدِيَّةٌof Udad
لَنا غُرَرٌ زَيدِيَّةٌ أُدَدِيَّةٌ
إِذاwhen نَجَمَتthey rise ذَلَّتbowed لَهاbefore them الأَنجُمُthe stars الزُهرُradiant
إِذا نَجَمَت ذَلَّت لَها الأَنجُمُ الزُهرُ
Ours are radiant glories of Zayd and Udad;
We have charms - Zaydi, Udaidi -
When they rise, the brilliant stars bow before them.
When they shine, even the bright stars submit to them.
لَناours is جَوهَرٌan essence لَوif خالَطَmingled with الأَرضَthe earth أَصبَحَتit would become
لَنا جَوهَرٌ لَو خالَطَ الأَرضَ أَصبَحَت
وَبُطنانُهاand its depths مِنهُfrom it وَظُهرانُهاand its surfaces تِبرُraw gold
وَبُطنانُها مِنهُ وَظُهرانُها تِبرُ
Ours is an essence which, if mixed with earth, would leave it
We have a gem - if it mixed with earth it would become
With its depths and its surfaces turned by it to raw gold.
Its insides and outsides - nothing but dust.
جَديلَةُJadila وَالغَوثُand al-Ghawth اللَذَينِthe two who إِلَيهِماtoward them
جَديلَةُ وَالغَوثُ اللَذَينِ إِلَيهِما
صَغَتinclined أُذُنٌan ear لِلمَجدِof glory لَيسَnot بِهاin it وَقرُdeafness
صَغَت أُذُنٌ لِلمَجدِ لَيسَ بِها وَقرُ
Jadila and al-Ghawth, the two toward whom
Jadilah and Al-Gawth to whom an ear attentive
Glory's ear inclined, with no deafness in it.
To glory inclines, while in it there is no tranquility.
مَقاماتُناour deeds وَقفٌdedicated عَلىto الحِلمِforbearance وَالحِجىand reason
مَقاماتُنا وَقفٌ عَلى الحِلمِ وَالحِجى
فَأَمرَدُناso our beardless youth كَهلٌa mature man وَأَشيَبُناand our gray-haired man حَبرُa learned sage
فَأَمرَدُنا كَهلٌ وَأَشيَبُنا حَبرُ
Our deeds are dedicated to forbearance and reason;
Our positions are a standstill upon wisdom and argument -
Our beardless youth is a mature man, and our gray-haired man a sage.
So our elders have grown old and our youths turned grey.
أَلَنّاwe softened الأَكُفَّthe palms بِالعَطاءِwith giving فَجاوَزَتso they surpassed
أَلَنّا الأَكُفَّ بِالعَطاءِ فَجاوَزَت
مَدىthe bounds of اللينِsoftness إِلّاexcept أَنَّthat أَعراضَناour honor الصَخرُrock
مَدى اللينِ إِلّا أَنَّ أَعراضَنا الصَخرُ
We softened our palms with giving, until they surpassed
We are soft in giving so our gentleness exceeded
The bounds of softness—yet our honor is rock.
The extent of gentleness, except our manner is rock solid.
كَأَنَّas though عَطاياناour gifts يُناسِبنَare kin to مَنwhoever أَتىcomes
كَأَنَّ عَطايانا يُناسِبنَ مَن أَتى
وَلاand no نَسَبٌblood kinship يُدنيهِbrings him close مِنّاto us وَلاnor صِهرُmarriage kinship
وَلا نَسَبٌ يُدنيهِ مِنّا وَلا صِهرُ
It is as if our gifts were kin to whoever comes,
Our gifts seem to suit whoever came to us
Though neither blood nor marriage brings him close to us.
While no lineage brings them close to us, nor in-laws.
إِذاwhen زينَةُthe adornment of الدُنياthe world مِنَof المالِwealth أَعرَضَتturns away
إِذا زينَةُ الدُنيا مِنَ المالِ أَعرَضَت
فَأَزيَنُthen fairer مِنهاthan it عِندَناto us الحَمدُpraise وَالشُكرُand gratitude
فَأَزيَنُ مِنها عِندَنا الحَمدُ وَالشُكرُ
When the world's adornment of wealth turns away,
If the adornment of life with wealth turned away
Praise and gratitude are fairer than it to us.
The finest adornment with us is praise and gratitude.
وُكورُnests اليَتامىof orphans فيin السِنينَlean years فَمَنso whoever نَباwas inhospitable
وُكورُ اليَتامى في السِنينَ فَمَن نَبا
بِفَرخٍto a fledgling لَهُof his وَكرٌa nest فَنَحنُthen we لَهُfor him وَكرُa nest
بِفَرخٍ لَهُ وَكرٌ فَنَحنُ لَهُ وَكرُ
We are nests for orphans in lean years; whoever has
The nests of orphans in the years - so whoever mews
A fledgling rejected by its nest—we are a nest for him.
For a chick that has a nest, we are for it a nest.
أَبىrefused قَدرُناour standing فيin الجودِgenerosity إِلّاanything but نَباهَةًdistinction
أَبى قَدرُنا في الجودِ إِلّا نَباهَةً
فَلَيسَso not لِمالٍfor wealth عِندَناwith us أَبَداًever قَدرُworth
فَلَيسَ لِمالٍ عِندَنا أَبَداً قَدرُ
Our standing in generosity admits only distinction;
Our fate in generosity refused to be anything but glorious
So wealth itself never counts for anything with us.
So wealth has never had any significance for us.
لِيُنجِحlet succeed بِجودٍthrough generosity مَنwhoever أَرادَwishes فَإِنَّهُfor it is
لِيُنجِح بِجودٍ مَن أَرادَ فَإِنَّهُ
عَوانٌa previously married woman لِهَذاfor these الناسِpeople وَهوَwhile it is لَناfor us بِكرُa virgin
عَوانٌ لِهَذا الناسِ وَهوَ لَنا بِكرُ
Let whoever wishes succeed through generosity; it is
Whoever wants to succeed through generosity, it
A matron to these people, but a virgin to us.
Is a helper for people, and for us it is an early mark.
جَرىran حاتِمٌHatim فيin حَلبَةٍa racecourse مِنهُof it لَوif جَرىran
جَرى حاتِمٌ في حَلبَةٍ مِنهُ لَو جَرى
بِهاin it القَطرُthe rain شَأواًa stretch قيلَit would be said أَيُّهُماwhich of the two القَطرُthe rain
بِها القَطرُ شَأواً قيلَ أَيُّهُما القَطرُ
Hatim ran in its racecourse; had the rain raced
Hatem competed in an arena - if the rain competed
There for a stretch, one would ask, "Which of the two is rain?"
Therein, it would be said which of the two is the rain?
فَتىًa noble youth دَخَرَhoarded الدُنياworldly wealth أُناسٌsome people وَلَمand not يَزَلceased
فَتىً دَخَرَ الدُنيا أُناسٌ وَلَم يَزَل
لَهاof it باذِلاًgiving freely فَاِنظُرso look لِمَنfor whom بَقِيَendured الذُخرُthe treasure
لَها باذِلاً فَاِنظُر لِمَن بَقِيَ الذُخرُ
A noble youth: others hoarded worldly wealth, while he never ceased
A gallant man, people hoarded the life while he
Giving it away—so see for whom the treasure endured.
Kept giving it away - so see for whom the treasures remained!
فَمَنso whoever شاءَwishes فَليَفخَرlet him boast بِماof whatever شاءَhe wishes مِنof نَدىًgenerosity
فَمَن شاءَ فَليَفخَر بِما شاءَ مِن نَدىً
فَلَيسَfor not لِحَيٍّto any tribe غَيرَناother than us ذَلِكَthat الفَخرُboast
فَلَيسَ لِحَيٍّ غَيرَنا ذَلِكَ الفَخرُ
Let whoever wishes boast of whatever bounty he wishes;
Whoever wishes, let him take pride in whatever he wishes,
No tribe but ours can claim that boast.
For no clan other than us has that pride.
جَمَعناwe gathered العُلىthe heights of glory بِالجودِthrough generosity بَعدَafter اِفتِراقِهاtheir scattering
جَمَعنا العُلى بِالجودِ بَعدَ اِفتِراقِها
إِلَيناto ourselves كَماas الأَيّامُthe days يَجمَعُهاgathers them الشَهرُthe month
إِلَينا كَما الأَيّامُ يَجمَعُها الشَهرُ
We gathered the heights of glory through generosity, after their scattering,
We gathered the heights and generosity after their separation
To ourselves, as a month gathers the days.
To us, as the days are gathered into months.
بِنَجدَتِناthrough our valor أَلقَتemptied بِنَجدٍin Najd بَعاعَهاtheir full load
بِنَجدَتِنا أَلقَت بِنَجدٍ بَعاعَها
سَحابُthe clouds of المَناياdeath وَهيَwhile they are مُظلِمَةًdark كُدرُmurky
سَحابُ المَنايا وَهيَ مُظلِمَةً كُدرُ
Through our valor, in Najd they emptied their full load—
With our aid, the clouds of death cast their lightning in aid
The clouds of death, dark and murky.
While gloomy - it is our aid that cleared them.
بِكُلِّwith every كَمِيٍّarmored champion نَحرُهُhis throat غَرَضُthe target of القَناspears
بِكُلِّ كَمِيٍّ نَحرُهُ غَرَضُ القَنا
إِذاwhen اِضطَمَرَcontracted الأَحشاءُthe entrails وَاِنتَفَخَand swelled السَحرُthe lungs
إِذا اِضطَمَرَ الأَحشاءُ وَاِنتَفَخَ السَحرُ
With every armored champion whose throat is the target of spears,
With every brave warrior charging his throat as prey
When the entrails contract and the lungs swell.
When bellies are inflamed and dawn approaches.
فَأَعجِبso marvel بِهِat him يَهديhe offers إِلىto المَوتِdeath نَحرَهُhis throat
فَأَعجِب بِهِ يَهدي إِلى المَوتِ نَحرَهُ
وَأَعجَبُand more wondrous مِنهُthan him كَيفَhow يَبقىremains لَهُfor him نَحرُa throat
وَأَعجَبُ مِنهُ كَيفَ يَبقى لَهُ نَحرُ
Marvel at him, offering his throat to death;
Be amazed - he guides his throat to death,
More marvelous still is how he has any throat left.
And more amazing - how does his throat remain for him?
يُشَيِّعُهُescort him أَبناءُsons of مَوتٍdeath إِلىto الوَغىbattle
يُشَيِّعُهُ أَبناءُ مَوتٍ إِلى الوَغى
يُشَيِّعُهُمescorts them صَبرٌsteadfastness يُشَيِّعُهُescorts it نَصرُvictory
يُشَيِّعُهُم صَبرٌ يُشَيِّعُهُ نَصرُ
Sons of death escort him to the clash of battle;
He is seen off by the sons of death to the battlefield
Steadfastness escorts them, and victory escorts steadfastness.
Patience sees him off, victory sees him off.
كُماةٌchampions إِذاwhen ظَلَّspent the day الكُماةُthe champions بِمَعرِكٍin battle
كُماةٌ إِذا ظَلَّ الكُماةُ بِمَعرِكٍ
وَأَرماحُهُمand their spears حُمرٌred وَأَلوانُهُمand their complexions صُفرُyellow
وَأَرماحُهُم حُمرٌ وَأَلوانُهُم صُفرُ
Champions: when champions spend the day in battle,
Archers - when the archers shaded the battlefield
Their spears red and their complexions yellow,
Their spears red, their faces yellow.
رَأَيتَyou see لَهُمfor them بِشراًcheerfulness عَلىupon أَوجُهٍfaces لَهُمof theirs
رَأَيتَ لَهُم بِشراً عَلى أَوجُهٍ لَهُم
أَبىrefused بَأسُهُمtheir valor أَلّاthat not يَكونَthere be لَهاon them بِشرُcheerfulness
أَبى بَأسُهُم أَلّا يَكونَ لَها بِشرُ
You see cheerfulness upon their faces;
You saw them with good tidings on faces that
Their valor refuses to let those faces lack cheer.
Refused through their might to have other than good tidings.
بِخَيلٍwith cavalry لِزَيدِof Zayd الخَيلِal-Khayl فيهاamong it فَوارِسٌhorsemen
بِخَيلٍ لِزَيدِ الخَيلِ فيها فَوارِسٌ
إِذاwhen نَطَقواthey speak فيin مَشهَدٍan assembly خَرِسَfalls silent الدَهرُTime
إِذا نَطَقوا في مَشهَدٍ خَرِسَ الدَهرُ
With a cavalry in which are riders of Zayd al-Khayl;
With horses exceeding horses - so many horsemen
When they speak in an assembly, Time falls silent.
That when they speak in dignity, even eternity falls silent.
عَلىupon كُلِّevery طِرفٍnoble steed يَحسُرُwearies الطَرفَthe gaze سابِحٍswimming
عَلى كُلِّ طِرفٍ يَحسُرُ الطَرفَ سابِحٍ
وَسابِحَةٍand a swimming mare لَكِنbut سِباحَتُهاher swimming الحُضرُgalloping
وَسابِحَةٍ لَكِن سِباحَتُها الحُضرُ
Upon every noble steed that wearies the eye as it swims,
On every edge, eyes squint at the sight of warriors
And every swimming mare—yet her swimming is a gallop.
Swimming, though their swimming is but sitting aback.
طَوىtucked up بَطنَهاher belly الإِسآدُnightlong travel حَتّىuntil لَوَif اَنَّهُthat it
طَوى بَطنَها الإِسآدُ حَتّى لَوَ اَنَّهُ
بَداappeared لَكَto you ماnot شَكَّكتَyou doubted فيin أَنَّهُthat it is ظَهرُa back
بَدا لَكَ ما شَكَّكتَ في أَنَّهُ ظَهرُ
Nightlong travel has tucked her belly up so that, if it
Its belly is folded by the saddlecloth as though
Appeared to you, you would not doubt it was a back.
Exposed, you would doubt that it is truly its back.
ضَبيبِيَّةٌDabibi ماnot إِنemphatic particle تُحَدِّثُspeak to أَنفُساًsouls
ضَبيبِيَّةٌ ما إِن تُحَدِّثُ أَنفُساً
بِماof what خَلفَهاbehind them ماas long as دامَremains قُدّامَهاahead of them وِترُa blood-debt
بِما خَلفَها ما دامَ قُدّامَها وِترُ
Dabibi cavalry, whose thoughts never turn
My she-camel, when it narrates what came behind
To what lies behind them while a blood-debt lies ahead.
As long as what’s ahead remains, the lute falls silent.
فَإِنso if ذَمَّتِcondemned الأَعداءُthe enemies سوءَthe evil of صَباحِهاtheir dawn
فَإِن ذَمَّتِ الأَعداءُ سوءَ صَباحِها
فَلَيسَthen not يُؤَدّيgives adequately شُكرَهاthanks owed to them الذِئبُthe wolf وَالنَسرُand the vulture
فَلَيسَ يُؤَدّي شُكرَها الذِئبُ وَالنَسرُ
If the enemies curse the evil of their dawn,
If enemies blamed its terrible morning
The wolf and the vulture cannot thank them enough.
Neither the wolf nor the eagle can pay its dues of gratitude.
بِهاthrough them عَرَفَتlearned أَقدارَهاtheir worth بَعدَafter جَهلِهاtheir ignorance
بِها عَرَفَت أَقدارَها بَعدَ جَهلِها
بِأَقدارِهاof their worth قَيسُQays بنُson of عَيلانَAylan وَالفِزرُand al-Fizr
بِأَقدارِها قَيسُ بنُ عَيلانَ وَالفِزرُ
Through them they learned their worth, after ignorance
Through it, the Aqdar knew their worth after ignorance
Of their worth—Qays ibn Aylan and al-Fizr.
Of it - Qays bin ‘Ailan and Al-Fizar.
وَتَغلِبُand Taghlib لاقَتmet غالِباًone conquering كُلَّevery غالِبٍconqueror
وَتَغلِبُ لاقَت غالِباً كُلَّ غالِبٍ
وَبَكرٌand Bakr فَأَلفَتthen found حَربَناour war بازِلاًa mature camel بَكرُBakr (young camel)
وَبَكرٌ فَأَلفَت حَربَنا بازِلاً بَكرُ
And Taghlib met one who conquers every conqueror;
Taghlib met a vanquisher - every vanquisher,
And Bakr found our war a mature camel—Bakr, the young camel.
And Bakr, so it befriended our war turned feeble, Bakr.
وَأَنتَand you are خَبيرٌwell informed كَيفَhow أَبقَتleft surviving أُسودُناour lions
وَأَنتَ خَبيرٌ كَيفَ أَبقَت أُسودُنا
بَنيthe sons of أَسَدٍAsad إِنif كانَis يَنفَعُكَbenefits you الخُبرُknowledge
بَني أَسَدٍ إِن كانَ يَنفَعُكَ الخُبرُ
And you know what our lions left of
And you are well aware how our lions kept
The sons of Asad—if knowledge does you any good.
The clan of Asad - if knowing benefits you.
وَقِسمَتُناand our division الضيزىunjust بِنَجدٍin Najd وَأَرضِهاand its land
وَقِسمَتُنا الضيزى بِنَجدٍ وَأَرضِها
لَناours is خُطوَةٌa stride فيacross عَرضِهاits breadth وَلَهُمand theirs is فِترُa thumb-to-forefinger span
لَنا خُطوَةٌ في عَرضِها وَلَهُم فِترُ
And our unjust division in Najd and its land:
And we divided Al-Dhizya in aid and its land -
We have a stride across its breadth; they have a finger-span.
For us a foothold in its breadth, while for them frustration.
مَساعٍnoble deeds يَضِلُّloses its way الشِعرُpoetry فيamong طُرقِthe paths of وَصفِهاdescribing them
مَساعٍ يَضِلُّ الشِعرُ في طُرقِ وَصفِها
فَماso not يَهتَديfinds its way إِلّاexcept لِأَصغَرِهاto the smallest of them الشِعرُpoetry
فَما يَهتَدي إِلّا لِأَصغَرِها الشِعرُ
Deeds whose paths of description bewilder poetry,
An ear loses its way in describing its routes
So poetry finds its way only to the smallest of them.
So none is guided to it but the smallest ear of corn.
Sol 6.1