قولواsay (plural) لِسَرجَسَto Sarjas ياO اِبنَson of القَحبَةِthe whore الشَبِقَهlustful
قولوا لِسَرجَسَ يا اِبنَ القَحبَةِ الشَبِقَه
وَمَنand one who لَهاshe has فيin حَشاهاher belly شَهوَةٌlust حَرِقَهburning
وَمَن لَها في حَشاها شَهوَةٌ حَرِقَه
Say to Sarjas: O son of the lustful whore,
Say to Sarjas, O son of a lustful prostitute
and of one whose belly holds a burning lust;
And one who has burning desire in his loins for her
وَاِبنَand son of الَّتيher who جَعَلَتmade لِلداءِfor the ailment فَقحَتَهاher anus
وَاِبنَ الَّتي جَعَلَت لِلداءِ فَقحَتَها
وَقفاًan endowment عَلىfor كُلِّevery فَحلٍstallion ناكَهاfucked her صَدَقَهa charitable gift
وَقفاً عَلى كُلِّ فَحلٍ ناكَها صَدَقَه
and son of her who set aside her anus for the ailment,
And son of she who offered her diseased vagina
as an endowment for every stallion who fucked her—a charitable gift;
As a cunt for every virile man's erection
وَمَنand one who تَذَلُّis humbled لِوَقعِby the impact of الصَفعِslapping هامَتُهُhis head
وَمَن تَذَلُّ لِوَقعِ الصَفعِ هامَتُهُ
ذُلَّthe abasement of الحُلوقِthe throats الَّتيthat بِالحَبلِby a rope مُختَنِقَهare strangled
ذُلَّ الحُلوقِ الَّتي بِالحَبلِ مُختَنِقَه
and one whose head is humbled by the impact of slaps,
And one whose pride is humbled by the slap
like throats strangled by a rope;
Of disgrace that chokes him with its rope
وَمَنand one who إِذاwhen عَدَّتِare counted الأَنباطُthe Nabataeans كانَis إِذاwhen
وَمَن إِذا عَدَّتِ الأَنباطُ كانَ إِذا
ماemphatic particle نَصَّstates plainly عَنabout أَصلِهِhis ancestry مِنamong أَرذَلِthe vilest الطَبَقَهthe class
ما نَصَّ عَن أَصلِهِ مِن أَرذَلِ الطَبَقَه
and one who, when the Nabataeans are counted, is—whenever
And one who, when the Arabs recount their ancestry
he declares his ancestry—of the vilest class;
Derives not from the noblest stock
وَمَنand one who بِهِin him أُبنَةٌa craving for passive sodomy فيin الدِبرِthe anus مُقلِقَةٌtormenting
وَمَن بِهِ أُبنَةٌ في الدِبرِ مُقلِقَةٌ
قَدindeed أَحرَقَتhas scorched جَفنُهُhis eyelid بَلnay طَوَّلَتhas prolonged أَرَقَهhis sleeplessness
قَد أَحرَقَت جَفنُهُ بَل طَوَّلَت أَرَقَه
and one with a tormenting itch for sodomy in his anus,
And one with a daughter who tosses in anal sex
which has scorched his eyelid—nay, prolonged his sleeplessness;
Who has scorched his eyelids and prolonged his insomnia
وَمَنand one who بِهِin him بَخرَةٌfoul breath تُرديfells مُخاطِبَةُa female interlocutor
وَمَن بِهِ بَخرَةٌ تُردي مُخاطِبَةُ
نَعَمyes وَتَترُكُand leaves مِنهُfrom him روحَهُhis soul قَلِقَهagitated
نَعَم وَتَترُكُ مِنهُ روحَهُ قَلِقَه
and one with foul breath that fells whoever addresses him,
And one with a female camel soliciting mating
yes, and leaves his very soul in turmoil;
Saying, "yes," and leaving him anxious and sleepless
وَمَنand one who لَهُhe has عَمَّةٌa paternal aunt تَزنيfornicates وَوالِدَةٌand a mother
وَمَن لَهُ عَمَّةٌ تَزني وَوالِدَةٌ
قَوّادَةٌa procuress نَذلَةٌvile مَهتوكَةٌdishonored خَلَقَهworn-out
قَوّادَةٌ نَذلَةٌ مَهتوكَةٌ خَلَقَه
and one with a fornicating paternal aunt and a mother,
And one with an aunt who commits adultery and a
a vile procuress, dishonored and worn-out;
Procuress mother, despicable and worn-out he created
وَأُختُand a sister سوءٍof evil عَلىupon الأَعرادِthe cocks ضارِطَةٌfarting
وَأُختُ سوءٍ عَلى الأَعرادِ ضارِطَةٌ
ضُراطَthe farting of عَيرٍan ass لَدىbefore البيطارِthe farrier قَدhas شَنَقَهpulled its head up by the halter
ضُراطَ عَيرٍ لَدى البيطارِ قَد شَنَقَه
and a wicked sister who farts upon cocks,
And a wicked sister farting at the suitors
like an ass farting before the farrier who has pulled its head up by the halter;
Farting like a donkey's at the veterinarian's noose
أَبدىrevealed الزَمانُTime لَناto us مِنfrom صَرفِهِits vicissitudes عَجَباًa marvel
أَبدى الزَمانُ لَنا مِن صَرفِهِ عَجَباً
إِذwhen صارَcame to be مِثلُكَone like you فيهِin it لاوِياًtwisting عُنُقَهhis neck
إِذ صارَ مِثلُكَ فيهِ لاوِياً عُنُقَه
Time has shown us a marvel among its vicissitudes,
Time has shown us its wonders
when one like you came to twist his neck haughtily in it.
That the likes of you acts as judge and executioner
أَقسَمتُI swore لَولاwere it not for بَداهاتيmy ready insights وَمَعرِفَتيand my knowledge
أَقسَمتُ لَولا بَداهاتي وَمَعرِفَتي
بِسُخفِof the paltriness of قَدرِكَyour worth ياO اِبنَson of الجيفَةِthe carcass الوَدِقَهin heat
بِسُخفِ قَدرِكَ يا اِبنَ الجيفَةِ الوَدِقَه
I swear: were it not for my ready judgment and my knowledge
I swear had I not known you were a fool
of your paltry worth, O son of the carcass in heat,
O son of a rotten carcass buried in sand
شَقَقتُI would have split مِنكَof you قَفاًa nape لِلصَفعِfor slapping دامِيَةًbloodied
شَقَقتُ مِنكَ قَفاً لِلصَفعِ دامِيَةً
صَفعاًslapping تَظَلُّyou would remain عَلَيهِunder it نادِرَprotruding الحَدَقَهthe eyeball
صَفعاً تَظَلُّ عَلَيهِ نادِرَ الحَدَقَه
I would have split your nape, bloodied by slaps,
I would have cleaved your skull with a resounding slap
with slaps that would leave you with your eyeball popping out.
A slap leaving you with eyes sunken and bulging
كَلِنbut (apparent typo) تَرَفَّعتُI rose above قَدراًin rank عَنكَabove you أَنَّthat أَبيmy father
كَلِن تَرَفَّعتُ قَدراً عَنكَ أَنَّ أَبي
نَجدٌvaliant كَريمٌgenerous وَجَدّيand my grandfather سادَsurpassed مَنthose who سَبَقَهpreceded him
نَجدٌ كَريمٌ وَجَدّي سادَ مَن سَبَقَه
But I rose above you in rank, for my father
But I refrained, for my father is noble
is valiant and generous, and my grandfather surpassed his predecessors.
And my grandfather led those who preceded him
بَلnay كَيفَhow تَسلَمَcan escape نَفسٌa soul مِنكَof yours قَدhas صَلِيَتbeen scorched
بَل كَيفَ تَسلَمَ نَفسٌ مِنكَ قَد صَلِيَت
بِسَطوَتيby my onslaught وَمَخاليبيand my claws بِهاto it عَلِقَهclinging
بِسَطوَتي وَمَخاليبي بِها عَلِقَه
Yet how can your soul escape, when it has been scorched
How could a soul be safe from you
by my onslaught, with my claws clinging to it?
When I have seized it in my claws that claw
ياO اِبنَson of الَّتيher who إِنif دَجاgrew dark لَيلٌa night عَلىover رَجُلٍa man
يا اِبنَ الَّتي إِن دَجا لَيلٌ عَلى رَجُلٍ
وَباتَand spent the night يَطعَنُهُاstabs her بِالعَردِwith the cock فيin الحَلَقَهthe ring
وَباتَ يَطعَنُهُا بِالعَردِ في الحَلَقَه
O son of her who, when night grows dark over a man,
O son of she who if night falls on a man
and he spends the night stabbing her ring with his cock,
And he sleeps plugged by her penis in his throat
أَبدَتgave forth نَخيراًa snort يُحاكيimitates صَوتَthe sound of مِضرَتِهاher farting-hole (uncertain reading)
أَبدَت نَخيراً يُحاكي صَوتَ مِضرَتِها
إِذاwhen الغَوِيُّthe libertine مَجوناًin lewd play بِالخُصىwith the testicles صَفَقَهslapped it
إِذا الغَوِيُّ مَجوناً بِالخُصى صَفَقَه
gives a snort mimicking the sound of her [farting-hole],
She produces a whimper imitating the sound
when the libertine, in lewd play, slaps it with his balls.
Of her cunt when the virile slaps loudly
إِنif كُنتَyou had مِنout of عَدَمٍdestitution أَظهَرتَdisplayed جَهلَكَyour ignorance ليto me
إِن كُنتَ مِن عَدَمٍ أَظهَرتَ جَهلَكَ لي
لَماwhen أَنِفتُI took offense لِحُرٍّfor a freeborn man ظاهِرِmanifest الشَفَقَهcompassion
لَما أَنِفتُ لِحُرٍّ ظاهِرِ الشَفَقَه
If you showed me your ignorance out of destitution,
If you were from perfect nothingness you showed your ignorance
when I took offense for a freeborn man of manifest compassion—
When I refused to marry a free woman of clear nobility
وَذاكَand that one نَجدٌvaliant لَوَif أَنَّthat الخَلقَall creation سابِقَهُraced him
وَذاكَ نَجدٌ لَوَ أَنَّ الخَلقَ سابِقَهُ
إِلىtoward العُلاeminence وَسَماحِand the generosity of الكَفِّthe hand ماnot سَبَقَهoutran him
إِلى العُلا وَسَماحِ الكَفِّ ما سَبَقَه
and that man is valiant: were all creation to race him
That is al-Najd, who if people raced
toward eminence and open-handed generosity, it would not outrun him—
To the heights of generosity, would have preceded them
لَولاwere it not for نُحوسٌmisfortunes تَوَلَّتturned away عَنكَfrom you مُعرِضَةٌaverting themselves
لَولا نُحوسٌ تَوَلَّت عَنكَ مُعرِضَةٌ
تُريدُseeking غَيرَكَsomeone other than you بِالآفاتِwith calamities مُختَرِقَهpiercing
تُريدُ غَيرَكَ بِالآفاتِ مُختَرِقَه
but for misfortunes that turned away from you, shunning you,
Were it not for misfortunes turning from you
seeking someone else to pierce with calamities,
Wanting others with disasters piercing
لَكانَwould have بَدرٌBadr وَنَجمٌand Najm أَسلَماكَboth handed you over إِلىto
لَكانَ بَدرٌ وَنَجمٌ أَسلَماكَ إِلى
ذُلٍّhumiliation يَخافُfears الرَدىdeath مِنfrom هَولِهِits horror فَرَقَهin terror
ذُلٍّ يَخافُ الرَدى مِن هَولِهِ فَرَقَه
Badr and Najm would have handed you over to
You would have been a full moon and star
a humiliation whose horror leaves even death terror-stricken.
Delivered to humiliation fearing its terror causing dread
وَماعَداكَand what passed you by فَشَيءٌthen it is something لَستَyou are not تَعدَمُهُlacking it
وَماعَداكَ فَشَيءٌ لَستَ تَعدَمُهُ
وَسَوفَand will تَقبِضُهُcollect it مِنfrom عاجِلٍprompt نَفَقَهan allowance
وَسَوفَ تَقبِضُهُ مِن عاجِلٍ نَفَقَه
And what passed you by is something you will not lack,
There is nothing but you, you will not lack it
and soon you shall collect it as a promptly paid allowance.
And soon you will take it, hastening your demise
Sol 6.1