وَمَشْبوحِand broad-spread الأَشاجِعِthe knuckles ناشِريٍّa Nashiri
وَمَشْبوحِ الأَشاجِعِ ناشِريٍّ
لَهُhis is فيamong خِنْدِفَKhindif الشَّرَفُhonor الرَّفيعُexalted
لَهُ في خِنْدِفَ الشَّرَفُ الرَّفيعُ
And a broad-knuckled Nashiri,
With braves aglow and banners held aloft
His is exalted honor among Khindif.
Nobility adorns his stately brow
يُناغِيconverses with العِزَّglory فيin يَدِهِhis hand حُسامٌa keen sword
يُناغِي العِزَّ في يَدِهِ حُسامٌ
يَمُجُّspews دَمَاًblood مَضارِبُهُits cutting edges صَنيعُwell-wrought
يَمُجُّ دَمَاً مَضارِبُهُ صَنيعُ
In his hand a keen sword converses with glory,
Bearing honor's sword clutched in his hand
Finely wrought, with edges that spew blood.
Fine wrought blades that lifeblood freely draw
وَيَسْكُنُand dwells جارُهُhis neighbor وَالأُفْقُwhile the horizon كابٍdim
وَيَسْكُنُ جارُهُ وَالأُفْقُ كابٍ
بِحَيْثُwhere يَحُلُّunfastens حَبْوَتَهُits knee-wrap الرَّبيعُspring
بِحَيْثُ يَحُلُّ حَبْوَتَهُ الرَّبيعُ
And his neighbor dwells, though the horizon is dim,
His land knows peace, horizons now serene
Where spring unfastens its knee-wrap.
Wherever springtime makes its verdant bow
زَجَرْتُI urged on إليهِtoward him نَاجِيَةًa swift she-camel ذَمولاًeasy-paced
زَجَرْتُ إليهِ نَاجِيَةً ذَمولاً
تُحاذِرُshe fears أَنْthat يُلِمَّfall بِهِupon it القَطيعُthe whip
تُحاذِرُ أَنْ يُلِمَّ بِهِ القَطيعُ
I urged toward him a swift, easy-paced she-camel,
To him I cried, a hind long-suffering
Wary lest the whip should fall upon it.
Lest the herd be savaged by its foe
إذاwhen أَلْقَتْshe laid down كَلاكِلَهاher chest لَدَيْهِbeside him
إذا أَلْقَتْ كَلاكِلَها لَدَيْهِ
فَلاthen may not غَشَّىcover مَناسِمَهاher hoof-tips النَّجيعُgore
فَلا غَشَّى مَناسِمَها النَّجيعُ
When she lays her chest down beside him,
Though does their fawns before him lay
Then may no gore cover her hoof-tips.
No trembling dread their calm betray
Sol 6.1