أَلاAh! اِبكيweep عَلىfor صَخرٍSakhr وَصَخرٌand Sakhr ثِمالُناour refuge
أَلا اِبكي عَلى صَخرٍ وَصَخرٌ ثِمالُنا
إِذاwhen الحَربُwar هَرَّتgrowled وَاِستَمَرَّand grew taut مَريرُهاits twisted cord
إِذا الحَربُ هَرَّت وَاِستَمَرَّ مَريرُها
Ah, weep for Sakhr—Sakhr, our refuge—
Alas, should I weep over a rock when a rock is our support?
when war growled and its twisted cord grew taut.
When war rages and its bitterness continues,
أَقامَhe upheld جَناحَيboth flanks of رَبعِهاits camp وَتَرافَدواand they aided one another
أَقامَ جَناحَي رَبعِها وَتَرافَدوا
عَلىthrough صَعبِهاits hardship حَتّىuntil اِستَقامَwas set straight عَسيرُهاits difficulty
عَلى صَعبِها حَتّى اِستَقامَ عَسيرُها
He upheld both flanks of its camp, and they aided one another
Its squadrons set up and they supported each other
through its hardship, until its difficulty was set right,
Against its ruggedness until its difficulty eased
بِبارِقَةٍwith a lightning cloud لِلمَوتِof death فيهاwithin it عَجاجَةٌa dust cloud
بِبارِقَةٍ لِلمَوتِ فيها عَجاجَةٌ
مَناكِبُهاits shoulders مَسمومَةٌpoisoned وَنُحورُهاand its throats
مَناكِبُها مَسمومَةٌ وَنُحورُها
with a cloud flashing death, dust swirling within it,
With a lightning bolt of death in it, clamoring,
its shoulders poisoned, and its throats too.
Its shoulders poisoned and its throat slit.
أَهَلَّpoured down بِهاwithin it وَكفُthe rain of الدِماءِblood وَرَعدُهاand its thunder
أَهَلَّ بِها وَكفُ الدِماءِ وَرَعدُها
هَماهِمُthe murmurs of أَبطالٍheroes قَليلٌlittle فُتورُهاtheir slackening
هَماهِمُ أَبطالٍ قَليلٌ فُتورُها
Blood rained down within it, and its thunder was
It inspired with it and stopped the bloodshed and its thunder
the murmurs of heroes, seldom slackening.
Their zeal, the zeal of few heroes was diminished.
فَصَخرٌso Sakhr لَدَيهاamid it مِدرَهُthe champion of الحَربِwar كُلَّهاall of it
فَصَخرٌ لَدَيها مِدرَهُ الحَربِ كُلَّها
وَصَخرٌand Sakhr إِذاwhen خانَfailed الرِجالُthe men يُطيرُهاsends it flying
وَصَخرٌ إِذا خانَ الرِجالُ يُطيرُها
So Sakhr, amid it, is the champion of the whole battle,
So a rock, in front of it is the battlefield in its entirety,
and Sakhr, when men fail, sends it flying.
And a rock, when men betray, makes it fly
مِنَfrom الهَضبَةِthe mountain العُلياthe lofty الَّتيwhich لَيسَis not كَالصَفاlike smooth rock
مِنَ الهَضبَةِ العُليا الَّتي لَيسَ كَالصَفا
صَفاهاits smooth rock وَماand not إِنfor emphasis كَالصُخورِlike rocks صُخورُهاits rocks
صَفاها وَما إِن كَالصُخورِ صُخورُها
From the lofty mountain, where no ordinary smooth rock
From the high plateau, not like Al-Safa
matches its smooth rock, nor do ordinary rocks match its rocks.
Its purity, and not like rocks are its rocks.
لَهاit has شَرَفاتٌheights لاnot تُنالُare reached وَمَنكِبٌand a shoulder
لَها شَرَفاتٌ لا تُنالُ وَمَنكِبٌ
مَنيعُimpregnable الذَرىthe summits عالٍhigh عَلىabove مَنwhoever يُثيرُهاdisturbs it
مَنيعُ الذَرى عالٍ عَلى مَن يُثيرُها
It has unreachable heights, and a shoulder
It has ledges that cannot be reached and a shoulder
with impregnable summits, high above whoever would disturb it.
Inaccessible to those who would stir it up.
لَهُhe has بَسطَتاtwo reaches of مَجدٍglory فَكَفٌّso one hand مُفيدَةٌbestowing
لَهُ بَسطَتا مَجدٍ فَكَفٌّ مُفيدَةٌ
وَأُخرىand the other بِأَطرافِwith the points of القَناةِthe spear شُقورُهاits business
وَأُخرى بِأَطرافِ القَناةِ شُقورُها
His are two reaches of glory: one hand bestows,
It has two outstretched wings of glory, so a useful palm
and the other does its business with the spear's points.
And another at the edges of the canal slit its throats.
مَنِone whom الحَربُwar رَبَّتهُreared him فَلَيسَso he is not بِسائِمٍat all weary
مَنِ الحَربُ رَبَّتهُ فَلَيسَ بِسائِمٍ
إِذاwhen مَلَّgrew weary عَنهاof it ذاتَon a certain يَومٍday ضَجورُهاits impatient one
إِذا مَلَّ عَنها ذاتَ يَومٍ ضَجورُها
He whom war has reared does not weary,
He whom war raised is not well-fed
when one day its impatient warrior tires of it.
If one day its ferocity turns away from it.
إِذاwhen ماfor emphasis اِقمَطَرَّتit grew grim لِلمَغارِfor the raid وَأَيقَنَتand became certain
إِذا ما اِقمَطَرَّت لِلمَغارِ وَأَيقَنَت
بِهِof him عَنafter حِيالٍbarrenness مُلقِحٍa sire مَنone who يَبورُهاtests it for pregnancy
بِهِ عَن حِيالٍ مُلقِحٍ مَن يَبورُها
When it grows grim for the raid, and is sure
When it rains down for the cave, and is certain of
of him as the sire who tests it, bringing conception after barrenness.
With it the ones with spears who perforate it.
Sol 6.1