أَكَوكَبٌIs it a star ماwhat أَرىI see ياO سَعدُSaʿd أَمor نارُa fire
أَكَوكَبٌ ما أَرى يا سَعدُ أَم نارُ
تَشُبُّهاshe kindles it سَهلَةُsmooth الخَدَّينِof both cheeks مِعطارُrichly perfumed
تَشُبُّها سَهلَةُ الخَدَّينِ مِعطارُ
Is what I see, O Saʿd, a star or a fire
kindled by a smooth-cheeked, richly perfumed woman?
بَيضاءُfair-skinned إِنif نَطَقَتْshe speaks فيamong الحَيِّthe tribe أَوor نَظَرَتْshe looks
بَيضاءُ إِن نَطَقَتْ في الحَيِّ أَو نَظَرَتْ
تَقاسَمَshared السِّحرَthe enchantment أَسماعٌears وَأَبصارُand eyes
تَقاسَمَ السِّحرَ أَسماعٌ وَأَبصارُ
Fair-skinned, if she speaks among the tribe or looks,
ears and eyes share the enchantment.
وَالرَّكبُand the riders يَسرونَtravel by night وَالظَّلماءُand the darkness عاكِفَةٌlingers
وَالرَّكبُ يَسرونَ وَالظَّلماءُ عاكِفَةٌ
كَأَنَّهُمas though they فيin ضَميرِthe inmost heart of اللَّيلِthe night أَسرارُsecrets
كَأَنَّهُم في ضَميرِ اللَّيلِ أَسرارُ
And the riders travel by night, while darkness lingers,
as though they were secrets in the heart of night.
فَأَسرَعواso they hastened وَطُلَىand the bases الأَعناقِof the necks مائِلَةٌinclined
فَأَسرَعوا وَطُلَى الأَعناقِ مائِلَةٌ
حَيثُwhere الوَسائِدُthe pillows لِلنُّوَّامِfor the sleepers أَكوارُcamel-saddles
حَيثُ الوَسائِدُ لِلنُّوَّامِ أَكوارُ
So they hastened on, the bases of their necks inclined,
where camel-saddles served as pillows for the sleepers.
لَمّاwhen أَتَوْهاthey came to it وَحيُّواand greeted مَنthe one who يُؤَرِّثُهاstokes it
لَمّا أَتَوْها وَحيُّوا مَن يُؤَرِّثُها
رَدَّreturned التَحيَّةَthe greeting مَنone who يَشقىsuffers بِهِthrough him الجارُthe neighbor
رَدَّ التَحيَّةَ مَن يَشقى بِهِ الجارُ
When they came to it and greeted the one who stoked it,
their greeting was returned by one whose neighbor suffers at his hands:
غَيرَانُa jealous man تَكنُفُهُsurround him جُردٌsleek horses مُطَهَّمَةٌwell-built
غَيرَانُ تَكنُفُهُ جُردٌ مُطَهَّمَةٌ
وَغِلمَةٌand lads مِنfrom شَبابِthe young men of الحَيِّthe tribe أَغمارُinexperienced
وَغِلمَةٌ مِن شَبابِ الحَيِّ أَغمارُ
a jealous man, surrounded by sleek, well-built horses
and inexperienced lads from among the tribe's young men.
وَقالَand he said مَنwho هُوُّلَيَّاءِthese little fellows الرُكَيبُthe small riding party وَماand what
وَقالَ مَن هُوُّلَيَّاءِ الرُكَيبُ وَما
يَبغونَthey seek عِنديَfrom me لاmay no آوَتْهُمُshelter them دارُhouse
يَبغونَ عِنديَ لا آوَتْهُمُ دارُ
And he said, “Who are these petty riders, and what
do they seek from me? May no house shelter them!”
وَراعَهُمand alarmed them ماwhat رأَوْاthey saw مِنهُfrom him وَلَيسَand there was no لَهُfor him
وَراعَهُم ما رأَوْا مِنهُ وَلَيسَ لَهُ
دَمٌblood-claim عَلَيهِمagainst them وَلافيnor among قَومِهِمtheir people ثارُclaim to vengeance
دَمٌ عَلَيهِم وَلافي قَومِهِم ثارُ
And what they saw of him alarmed them, though he had no
blood-claim against them, nor cause for vengeance among their people.
فَقُلتُso I said أَنضاءُworn-out men أَسفارٍby journeys عَلىon إِبِلٍcamels
فَقُلتُ أَنضاءُ أَسفارٍ عَلى إِبِلٍ
مِيلِdrooping الغَوارِبِwithers أَنضَتهُنَّwore them out أَسفارُjourneys
مِيلِ الغَوارِبِ أَنضَتهُنَّ أَسفارُ
So I said, “Travel-worn men riding camels
with drooping withers, themselves worn out by journeys;
تَمُجُّspew forth أَخفافُهاtheir footpads والأَينُand exhaustion يُثقِلُهاweighs them down
تَمُجُّ أَخفافُها والأَينُ يُثقِلُها
دَماًblood لَهُof it فيon أَديمِthe skin of الأَرضِthe earth آثارُtraces
دَماً لَهُ في أَديمِ الأَرضِ آثارُ
their padded feet spew forth, while exhaustion weighs them down,
blood that leaves its traces on the earth's skin.
وَفَوقَهاand upon them مِنfrom قُرَيشٍQuraysh مَعشَرٌa company نُجبٌnoble
وَفَوقَها مِن قُرَيشٍ مَعشَرٌ نُجبٌ
بيضٌfair-faced شِدادُstrong حُباthe bonds الأَحلامِof reason أَخيارُvirtuous
بيضٌ شِدادُ حُبا الأَحلامِ أَخيارُ
And upon them is a company of noble men from Quraysh,
fair-faced, strong in the bonds of reason, men of virtue.”
فَقالَthen he said لَستُI do not أُباليcare ياO أَخاbrother of مُضَرٍMuḍar
فَقالَ لَستُ أُبالي يا أَخا مُضَرٍ
أَأَنَجَدواwhether they went upland فيin بِلادِthe lands of اللَهِGod أَمor غَارواthey went to the lowlands
أَأَنَجَدوا في بِلادِ اللَهِ أَم غَاروا
He said, “I do not care, O brother of Muḍar,
whether, in God's lands, they go upland or down to the lowlands.
سيرواtravel on فَسِرناso we traveled وَليand I had دَمعٌtears أُكَفكِفُهُI wipe them away
سيروا فَسِرنا وَلي دَمعٌ أُكَفكِفُهُ
خَوفَfor fear of العِداthe foes وَهْوَwhile it فيin رُدْنَيَّboth my sleeves مِدرارُpouring abundantly
خَوفَ العِدا وَهْوَ في رُدْنَيَّ مِدرارُ
Travel on!” So we traveled, and I had tears I kept wiping away,
for fear of foes, though they poured into both my sleeves.
وَحَلَّقَتْand soared بِفؤاديwith my heart عِندَat كاظِمَةٍKāẓima
وَحَلَّقَتْ بِفؤادي عِندَ كاظِمَةٍ
لَيلَon the night at النَّقاal-Naqā مِنfrom عِتاقِnoble breeds الطَّيرِof birds أَظفارُtalons
لَيلَ النَّقا مِن عِتاقِ الطَّيرِ أَظفارُ
And at Kāẓima my heart was borne aloft,
on the night at al-Naqā, by talons of noble birds.
بِهِin it عَذارىmaidens تَبُزُّstrip اللَيلَthe night ظُلمَتَهُof its darkness
بِهِ عَذارى تَبُزُّ اللَيلَ ظُلمَتَهُ
بِأَوجُهٍwith faces هيَthey فيin الظَّلماءِthe darkness أَقمارُmoons
بِأَوجُهٍ هيَ في الظَّلماءِ أَقمارُ
There, maidens strip the night of its darkness
with faces that, in the gloom, are moons.
غيدٌlithe women قِصارُshort الخُطاsteps إِنif واصَلَتshe grants union قَصُرَتgrew short
غيدٌ قِصارُ الخُطا إِن واصَلَت قَصُرَت
فَلَمso did not تَطُلْgrow long لِلَياليfor the nights of الصَبِّthe lovesick one أَعمارُlifespans
فَلَم تَطُلْ لِلَيالي الصَبِّ أَعمارُ
Lithe, short-stepped; if one grants union, brief are
the lives of the lovesick lover's nights, no longer drawn out.
أَصبوI yearn إِلَيهِfor it كَماjust as أَصبوI yearn إِلىfor وَطَنِيmy homeland
أَصبو إِلَيهِ كَما أَصبو إِلى وَطَنِي
فَليfor I have لَديهِat it لُباناتٌcherished wishes وَأَوطارُand desires
فَلي لَديهِ لُباناتٌ وَأَوطارُ
I yearn for it as I yearn for my homeland,
for there lie my cherished wishes and desires.
زَرَّbuttoned الرَّبيعُspring عَليهِover it جَيبَهُits collar وَسَرىand traveled by night
زَرَّ الرَّبيعُ عَليهِ جَيبَهُ وَسَرى
إِلَيهِtoward it مُزنٌrainclouds لِذايلِof the hem of الخِصبِabundance جَرَّارُtrailing
إِلَيهِ مُزنٌ لِذايلِ الخِصبِ جَرَّارُ
Spring buttoned its collar over it, and by night came
to it rainclouds trailing the hem of abundance.
وَظَلَّand kept يَكسوُهُclothing it مِنfrom نَوَّارِهِits blossoms حُلّلاًrobes
وَظَلَّ يَكسوُهُ مِن نَوَّارِهِ حُلّلاً
تُنيرُهُنَّweave them وَتُسديهِنَّand give them their warp أَمطارُrains
تُنيرُهُنَّ وَتُسديهِنَّ أَمطارُ
And spring kept clothing it in robes of its blossoms,
which rains weave and furnish with warp.
Sol 6.1