انتَزِعtake out ياO صاحِfriend بازيناour goshawk
انتَزِع يا صاحِ بازينا
واغدُand set out at dawn نَنفيlet us banish العُسرَhardship مِنthrough يُسُرِهits ease
واغدُ نَنفي العُسرَ مِن يُسُرِه
Take out our goshawk, friend.
Pluck, O falconer, pluck and take away
And set out at dawn; let us banish hardship through its ease.
The hardship from its ease
أَقمراًmoon-bright لَوif لاحَshone فيin سَدَفٍdarkness
أَقمراً لَو لاحَ في سَدَفٍ
غِنيhad no need الراءونthose watching عَنof قَمَرِهits moon
غِني الراءون عَن قَمَرِه
Moon-bright, were it to shine in darkness,
Were the moon to shine in a canopy
Those watching would have no need of that darkness's moon.
The onlooker would have no need of its moon
قَلِقَrestless الأَجفانِthe eyelids تَحسِبُهُyou think it
قَلِقَ الأَجفانِ تَحسِبُهُ
عاقِداًharboring حِقداًa grudge عَلىupon وَغَرِهits burning anger
عاقِداً حِقداً عَلى وَغَرِه
Its eyelids restless, you would think it
Restless eyelids suppose it
Nursing a grudge in its smoldering anger.
To be harboring rancor against its prey
كمداكlike a grinding stone for الطيبperfume هامتُهits head
كمداك الطيب هامتُه
خَلقُهاits shape يَدعوcalls إلىto حَذَرِهwariness of it
خَلقُها يَدعو إلى حَذَرِه
Its head is like a perfumer's grinding stone;
Like the perfumed cheek it bows down
Its shape calls on you to beware of it.
Its nature invites caution
وَكقَرنِand like the horn of الظَبيthe gazelle مِنسَرُهُits beak
وَكقَرنِ الظَبي مِنسَرُهُ
فيin رحابِthe wide spaces of الشِدقِthe gape مُنقَعرِهits deep hollow
في رحابِ الشِدقِ مُنقَعرِه
And its beak is like a gazelle's horn,
And like the young gazelle's horn
Set in the broad, deep hollow of its gape.
Protruding in the ample part of its cheek
وَكجِزعٍand like onyx حَولَهُaround it ذَهَبٌgold
وَكجِزعٍ حَولَهُ ذَهَبٌ
ماwhat يُديرُturns اللحظُthe gaze مِنof بَصَرِهits eye
ما يُديرُ اللحظُ مِن بَصَرِه
And like onyx encircled with gold
And like a sapling wrapped in gold
Is the part of its eye that turns with its gaze.
From which vision does not stray
مُتَبقَبّيunclear; apparently coat-clad يَلمَقَيtwo robes of حِبَرٍstriped fabrics
مُتَبقَبّي يَلمَقَي حِبَرٍ
بشاعرٍwith a poet (perhaps 'with an undergarment') شَفَّwas translucent عَنrevealing صَدَرِهits breast
بشاعرٍ شَفَّ عَن صَدَرِه
Clad [uncertain reading] in two striped robes,
A desirous glance lights upon ink
With an [undergarment?] revealing its breast.
From the breast of an eloquent poet
باسلٌfierce يقضيpronounces judgment بمَنظَرِهby its appearance
باسلٌ يقضي بمَنظَرِه
حينَwhen تَلقاهُyou meet it عَلىconcerning خَبَرِهits true nature
حينَ تَلقاهُ عَلى خَبَرِه
Fierce—its appearance bears witness,
Valiant, it judges by its gaze
When you meet it, to its true mettle.
When it meets it based on reports
وَثِقَتwas confident بالفَلجِof victory عَزمَتُهُits resolve
وَثِقَت بالفَلجِ عَزمَتُهُ
فَهوَso it لاnot يَمضيadvances عَلىat خَطَرِهits peril
فَهوَ لا يَمضي عَلى خَطَرِه
Its resolve is assured of victory,
Its resolve assured by composure
So it does not advance at its own peril.
So it does not venture into danger
نائِلاًattaining بالأَينِthrough toil بُغيَتَهُits desire
نائِلاً بالأَينِ بُغيَتَهُ
ظافِراًtriumphant بالحزمِthrough prudence فيamid غَرَرِهits hazards
ظافِراً بالحزمِ في غَرَرِه
Attaining its desire through toil,
Achieving by inquiry its desire
Triumphant through prudence amid its perils.
Victorious by prudence in its deceits
وإذاand when أطباenticed مسامِعَهُits ears
وإذا أطبا مسامِعَهُ
رِكزُthe faint sound of شَخصa figure غابَwas absent عنfrom حَضَرِهits presence
رِكزُ شَخص غابَ عن حَضَرِه
And when its ears are enticed
And when it charms ears
By the faint sound of a creature not before it,
The form of an absent one appears
قُلتُI said فيin عَينَيهِits two eyes أَفئدَةٌhearts
قُلتُ في عَينَيهِ أَفئدَةٌ
تَنتَحيseek ماwhat قصَّtracked منof أثَرِهits trail
تَنتَحي ما قصَّ من أثَرِه
I said: within its eyes are hearts
I said, in its eyes are hearts
That seek whatever it has traced of the creature's trail.
That shy away from what shortens its track
يَنبَريdarts forward للطَيرِat the birds مُنخَرقاًcleaving through
يَنبَري للطَيرِ مُنخَرقاً
كانبعاثِlike the springing of السَهمِthe arrow مِنfrom وَتَرِهits bowstring
كانبعاثِ السَهمِ مِن وَتَرِه
It darts at the birds, cleaving the air,
It springs forth to the birds bursting out
Like an arrow springing from its bowstring.
Like the arrow's release from its bowstring
فتَشظّىthen they splinter عَنهُaway from it مُقشِعَةًdispersing
فتَشظّى عَنهُ مُقشِعَةً
كانقشاعِlike the clearing of الدجنِdark cloud عَنfrom مَطَرِهits rain
كانقشاعِ الدجنِ عَن مَطَرِه
Then they splinter away from it, dispersing,
Dispersing from it as glimmers
Like dark clouds clearing from their rain.
Like the clearing of fog from its rain
ثمthen يشاهاoutstrips them فيرجعهاand so turns them back
ثم يشاها فيرجعها
كرجوعِlike the return of الطرفِthe eye عنfrom نَظَرِهits gaze
كرجوعِ الطرفِ عن نَظَرِه
Then it outstrips them and turns them back,
Then it whistles to call them back
Like an eye returning from its gaze.
Like the glance's return from its looking
وَيُفَرّيand shreds ريثَهاtheir delay (perhaps 'their feathers') بِتَكاًfragments
وَيُفَرّي ريثَها بِتَكاً
كانتِثارِlike the scattering of الزَهرblossoms عَنfrom شَجَرِهtheir trees
كانتِثارِ الزَهر عَن شَجَرِه
And tears their [feathers?] into shreds,
And it scatters its group slowly
Like blossoms scattering from their trees.
Like the flowering from its tree
Sol 6.1