هَلdo تَعرِفُyou recognize الدارَthe dwelling قَدalready مَحَّتhave faded مَعارِفُهاits landmarks
هَل تَعرِفُ الدارَ قَد مَحَّت مَعارِفُها
كَأَنَّماas though قَدalready بَراهاpared it away بَعدَناafter us باريa carver
كَأَنَّما قَد بَراها بَعدَنا باري
Do you recognize the dwelling, whose landmarks have faded,
Do you know the abode whose loved ones have been erased
As though a carver had pared it away after we left?
As though its Builder had raised it after us?
مِمّاfrom how تَعاوَرُهاtake turns over it الريحانِthe two winds آوِنَةًat intervals
مِمّا تَعاوَرُها الريحانِ آوِنَةً
طَوراًat one time وَطَوراًand at another تُعَفّيهاefface it بِأَمطارِwith rains
طَوراً وَطَوراً تُعَفّيها بِأَمطارِ
From the two winds taking turns over it at intervals,
With the sweet-scented herbs that alternate
Now and again effacing it with rain.
Shading it for a time, then leaving it nude in the rains,
وَلَمand not أَكُنI was لِنِساءِto the women of الحَيِّthe clan قَدalready شَمِطَتhad gone grey
وَلَم أَكُن لِنِساءِ الحَيِّ قَد شَمِطَت
مِنّيof mine المَفارِقُthe hair-partings أَحياناًfrom time to time بِزَوّارِas a frequent visitor
مِنّي المَفارِقُ أَحياناً بِزَوّارِ
Nor was I, to the clan's women—already grey
I had not been to the dwellings of the living before parting
At my hair-partings—a caller from time to time.
Had stripped me bare of them now and again.
وَماand not بِهاin it غَيرُother than أَدماثٍsoft stretches of ground وَأَبنِيَةٍand buildings
وَما بِها غَيرُ أَدماثٍ وَأَبنِيَةٍ
وَخالِداتٍand enduring hearthstones بِهاon them ضَبحٌscorch marks مِنَfrom النارِthe fire
وَخالِداتٍ بِها ضَبحٌ مِنَ النارِ
And nothing is there but soft stretches of ground and buildings,
Now it holds nothing but tent pegs and structures
And enduring hearthstones bearing scorch marks from fire.
And ever-blazing coals through it flare.
وَلَوand if إِلىto اِبنِthe son of خُدَيشٍKhudaysh كانَhad been مَرحَلُناour journey
وَلَو إِلى اِبنِ خُدَيشٍ كانَ مَرحَلُنا
وَاِبنَيand the two sons of دَجاجَةَDajaja قَومٍmen كانَwere أَخيارِworthy men
وَاِبنَي دَجاجَةَ قَومٍ كانَ أَخيارِ
And had our journey been to Ibn Khudaysh,
Had we been bound for the son of Khudaysh
And Dajaja's two sons, men who were worthy,
Or the sons of Dajajah's tribe, they were noble,
وَاِبنِand the son of الحَزَنبَلِal-Hazanbal عَمروٍAmr فيin رَكِيَّتِهِhis well
وَاِبنِ الحَزَنبَلِ عَمروٍ في رَكِيَّتِهِ
وَماجِدِand one noble in العودِstock مِنfrom among أَولادِthe descendants of نَجّارِNajjar
وَماجِدِ العودِ مِن أَولادِ نَجّارِ
And Ibn al-Hazanbal, Amr, in his well,
Or 'Amr ibn Haznabal in his litter
And one of noble stock among Najjar's descendants—
And Majid, son of a carpenter, of free birth,
لَكِنbut إِلىto جُرثُمَthe stock of المَقّاءِal-Maqqa' (the lanky woman) إِذwhen وَلَدَتshe bore
لَكِن إِلى جُرثُمَ المَقّاءِ إِذ وَلَدَت
عَبداًa slave لِعِلجٍto a foreign boor مِنَfrom الحِصنَينِal-Hisnayn أَكّارِa farmer
عَبداً لِعِلجٍ مِنَ الحِصنَينِ أَكّارِ
But it was to the stock of al-Maqqa', when she bore
But to Jarthum the mangy when she gave birth
A slave to a foreign boor from al-Hisnayn, a farmer.
To a slave of 'Ilij of the two castles, most vile.
إِنّيindeed I لَذاكِرُshall surely mention زَيدٍZayd غَيرُwithout مادِحِهِpraising him
إِنّي لَذاكِرُ زَيدٍ غَيرُ مادِحِهِ
بِالمَرجِat al-Marj يَومَon the day نَزَلناwe camped مَرجَMarj حَمّارِHammar
بِالمَرجِ يَومَ نَزَلنا مَرجَ حَمّارِ
I shall indeed mention Zayd, without praising him,
I remember Zayd - no praiser is he -
At al-Marj, the day we camped at Marj Hammar.
At Marj the day we halted at Hammar,
أَلحَقتَyou linked زَيداًZayd غَداةَon the morning of المَرجِal-Marj بِاِبنَتِهِto his daughter
أَلحَقتَ زَيداً غَداةَ المَرجِ بِاِبنَتِهِ
إِنَّindeed اللَئيمَthe base man عَلىaccording to مِقدارِهِhis measure جاريruns
إِنَّ اللَئيمَ عَلى مِقدارِهِ جاري
You linked Zayd to his daughter that morning at al-Marj;
Who joined Zayd the morning after Marj to his daughter:
Indeed, the base man runs according to his own measure.
A villain acts in accord with his villainy!
Sol 6.1