ياO اِبنَson of الشَريدِal-Sharid وَخَيرَand the best of قَيسٍQays كُلَّهاin its entirety
يا اِبنَ الشَريدِ وَخَيرَ قَيسٍ كُلَّها
خَلَّفتَنيyou left me behind فيin حَسرَةٍanguish وَتَبَلُّدِand numb bewilderment
خَلَّفتَني في حَسرَةٍ وَتَبَلُّدِ
O son of al-Sharid, and best of all Qays,
O son of the nomad and the best of all Qais,
you have left me in anguish and numb bewilderment.
You left me in sorrow and melancholy.
فَلَأَبكِيَنَّكَso I shall surely weep for you ماas long as سَمِعتُI hear حَمامَةًa dove
فَلَأَبكِيَنَّكَ ما سَمِعتُ حَمامَةً
تَدعوcalls هَديلاًa coo فيin فُروعِthe boughs of الفَرقَدِal-Farqad
تَدعو هَديلاً في فُروعِ الفَرقَدِ
So I shall surely weep for you as long as I hear a dove
So I will cry for you as long as I hear a dove
cooing among the boughs of al-Farqad.
Calling sadly from the branches of the chirping bird.
أَنتَyou المُهَنَّدُthe Indian-steel sword مِنfrom سُلَيمٍSulaym فيin العُلىlofty honor
أَنتَ المُهَنَّدُ مِن سُلَيمٍ في العُلى
وَالفَرعُand the noble scion لَمdid not يَسبِtake captive الكِرامَthe noble men بِمَشهَدِin a battle
وَالفَرعُ لَم يَسبِ الكِرامَ بِمَشهَدِ
You are Sulaym’s Indian-steel sword in the heights of honor,
You are the pillar of Suleim in glory,
and the noble scion who never took noble men captive in battle.
And the branch did not insult the generous at the tomb.
قَدindeed كُنتَyou were حِصناًa fortress لِلعَشيرَةِfor the clan كُلَّهاin its entirety
قَد كُنتَ حِصناً لِلعَشيرَةِ كُلَّها
وَخَطيبَهاand its spokesman عِندَbefore الهُمامِthe valiant lord الأَصيَدِthe proud one
وَخَطيبَها عِندَ الهُمامِ الأَصيَدِ
You were indeed a fortress for the entire clan,
You were a fortress for the whole tribe,
and its spokesman before the proud, valiant lord.
And their speaker at the time of peril and war.
فَاِذهَبso depart وَلاand do not تَبعَدbe far away وَكُلُّand every مُعَمِّرٍlong-lived person
فَاِذهَب وَلا تَبعَد وَكُلُّ مُعَمِّرٍ
سَيَذوقُwill taste كَأسَa cup of مَنِيَّةٍdeath بِتَنَكُّدِwith anguish
سَيَذوقُ كَأسَ مَنِيَّةٍ بِتَنَكُّدِ
So depart, but be not far away; every long-lived person
So go, do not be far, and every mortal
will taste a cup of death with anguish.
Will taste the cup of death in sadness.
لِلَّهِto God belongs دَرُّthe excellence of بَنيthe sons of نَهاسِرَNahasir إِنَّهُمindeed they
لِلَّهِ دَرُّ بَني نَهاسِرَ إِنَّهُم
هَدَمواthey demolished العَمودَthe pillar وَأَدرَكواand took vengeance بِالأَسوَدِfor al-Aswad
هَدَموا العَمودَ وَأَدرَكوا بِالأَسوَدِ
God bless the sons of Nahasir! They
For God's sake, the clan of Nahasir, they
demolished the pillar—and exacted vengeance for al-Aswad—
Demolished the pillar and attained the pitch black.
ضَخمَgreat in الدَسيعَةِlargesse ماجِداًnoble أَعراقُهُhis ancestral roots
ضَخمَ الدَسيعَةِ ماجِداً أَعراقُهُ
كَالبَدرِlike the full moon أَوor فيin طَلعَةٍcountenance كَالأَسعُدِlike the auspicious stars
كَالبَدرِ أَو في طَلعَةٍ كَالأَسعُدِ
a man of lavish bounty, with noble ancestral roots,
The thick-necked Majid, his veins pulsating
like the full moon, or in countenance like the auspicious stars.
Like the full moon or in the rising like the lucky star.
Sol 6.1