تزورُtakes to visit بيَwith me القَرمَthe noble chief الحَوارِيَّthe pure-hearted إِنَّهُمindeed they are
تزورُ بيَ القَرمَ الحَوارِيَّ إِنَّهُم
مَناهِلُwatering places أَعدادnever-failing waters إِذاwhen القَومُthe people أَقطَعواrun out of water
مَناهِلُ أَعداد إِذا القَومُ أَقطَعوا
She takes me to visit the pure-hearted chief; surely they are
The noble houses of Al-Qaram visit me, for they are
Never-failing watering places when the people's water runs dry.
Fountains of generosity when people are miserly.
وَإِنand if لَبِسواthey wear العَصبَthe striped cloth اليَمانِيَّYemeni واِنتَدواand gather in council
وَإِن لَبِسوا العَصبَ اليَمانِيَّ واِنتَدوا
فَبِالجودِso with generosity أَيديهِمtheir hands سِباطopen تَرَيَّعُmove freely
فَبِالجودِ أَيديهِم سِباط تَرَيَّعُ
And if they wear Yemen's striped cloth and gather in council,
Though they wear the Yemeni turban and become excited,
Their open hands move freely in generosity.
Their hands, through generosity, dress others in fine robes.
نَشيعٌsaturated بِماءِwith the sap of البَقلthe herbage بَينَamid طَرائِقٍlayers
نَشيعٌ بِماءِ البَقل بَينَ طَرائِقٍ
مِنَof الخَلقِbodily form ماnot مِنهُنَّof them شَيءٌanything مُضَيَّعُneglected
مِنَ الخَلقِ ما مِنهُنَّ شَيءٌ مُضَيَّعُ
Steeped in the sap of herbage, amid layers
A people who share water and vegetation among the roadways
Of bodily form, not one of them left wanting.
Neglecting nothing of creation in their generosity.
تَوَسَّطَهاstood at her center غالٍlofty عَتيقٌnoble وَزانَهاand adorned her
تَوَسَّطَها غالٍ عَتيقٌ وَزانَها
مُعَرَّسُthe resting-place of مَهريّa Mahri camel بِهِthere الذَيلُthe tail يَلمَعُflickers
مُعَرَّسُ مَهريّ بِهِ الذَيلُ يَلمَعُ
A lofty, noble feature stood at her center, and she was graced
A mature, vintage she-camel paces their caravan,
With a Mahri camel's resting-place, where the tail flickers.
Her long tail swaying magnificently as she walks.
فَقُلتُso I said أَتَبكيdoes she weep? ذاتone bearing طَوقٍa neck-ring تذكَّرتshe remembered
فَقُلتُ أَتَبكي ذات طَوقٍ تذكَّرت
هَديلاًHadil وَقَدand already أَودىhe perished وَماand not كانَexisted تُبَّعُTubba‘
هَديلاً وَقَد أَودى وَما كانَ تُبَّعُ
So I said: Does a ring-necked dove weep, remembering
So I said, “Why do you weep, O adorned one, remembering
Hadil, who perished before Tubba‘ ever lived?
Hudhail, though he perished and was not immortal?”
عُيونٌsprings تَرامَتspurted بِالرُعافِwith streaming blood كَأَنَّهاas though they were
عُيونٌ تَرامَت بِالرُعافِ كَأَنَّها
مِنَfrom السوقِthe shanks صِردانٌshrikes تَدِفُّflutter low وَتَلمَعُand flash
مِنَ السوقِ صِردانٌ تَدِفُّ وَتَلمَعُ
Springs spouted blood, as though they were
Eyes shedding copious tears as if they were
Shrikes fluttering low and flashing from the shanks.
Pearls pouring from a necklace, glistening and streaming.
وَفيand in الرَكبِthe caravan إِلّاexcept أَنthat عَيناًlooking وَرقبَةًand watching
وَفي الرَكبِ إِلّا أَن عَيناً وَرقبَةً
عَقائِلُnoblewomen قَومٍa people لَيسَthere is no فيهِنَّin them مَطمَعُhope of winning
عَقائِلُ قَومٍ لَيسَ فيهِنَّ مَطمَعُ
And in the caravan—though one may only look and watch—
In the caravan, only the eyes and necks are
Are a people's noblewomen, beyond all hope of winning.
The women’s ornaments - in them is no blemish.
تَعَلَّقَbecame attached هذاthis القَلبُheart مِنّيof mine علاقَةًa bond of love
تَعَلَّقَ هذا القَلبُ مِنّي علاقَةً
تَضُرُّcauses harm فَلَوso if only كانَتit were مَعalongside الضُرِّthe harm تَنفَعُbring benefit
تَضُرُّ فَلَو كانَت مَع الضُرِّ تَنفَعُ
This heart of mine has formed a bond of love
My heart clings to them in a way
That harms—if only, with the harm, it brought some good!
That hurts, but if with hurt there is benefit, it helps.
Sol 6.1