اللَيلُthe night داجٍdark وَالكِباشُand the rams تَنتَطِحbutt one another
اللَيلُ داجٍ وَالكِباشُ تَنتَطِح
نِطاحَbutting أَسدٍa lion ماnot أَراهاI see them تَصطَلِحmake peace
نِطاحَ أَسدٍ ما أَراها تَصطَلِح
The night is dark, and the rams butt heads.
The night is dark and the rams collide
The night is dark, and the rams are locking horns,
Butting like a lion—I do not see them making peace.
Not the clash of a lion that I see settling
Butting like lions; I see no sign of truce between them,
أَسدُa lion عَرينٍa lair فيin اللِقاءِthe battle قَدindeed مَرَحreveled
أَسدُ عَرينٍ في اللِقاءِ قَد مَرَح
مِنهاamong them نيامٌsleepers وَفَريقٌand a group مُنبَطِحlying prostrate
مِنها نيامٌ وَفَريقٌ مُنبَطِح
A lion of the lair has reveled in battle.
A cave lion who is playful in the encounter
Lions of the den, exulting in the fray,
Some of them are asleep, and a group lies prostrate.
Some are dozing and others sprawled
Some lie sleeping, while a group lies prostrate,
فَمَنso whoever نَجاescaped بِرَأسِهِwith his head فَقَدthen indeed رَبِحwon
فَمَن نَجا بِرَأسِهِ فَقَد رَبِح
So whoever escapes with his head has indeed won.
So whoever escaped with his head has won
So he who escapes with his head has truly won.
Sol 6.1