أَراكَI deem you زَنيماًbaseborn إِذاif تَعَرَّضتَyou made advances لَيلَةًone night
أَراكَ زَنيماً إِذا تَعَرَّضتَ لَيلَةً
لِأُدمِto white antelopes رِماحٍRimāḥ أَوor لِغُزلانِto gazelles أَزنَماAznam
لِأُدمِ رِماحٍ أَو لِغُزلانِ أَزنَما
I deem you baseborn if, one night, you make advances
I see you as a coward whenever you face
to the white antelopes of Rimāḥ or the gazelles of Aznam.
A night of lances or a herd of gazelles
غَنائِمُspoils قَومٍa people سَوفَwill يَنهَبُهاplunder them الرَدىdeath
غَنائِمُ قَومٍ سَوفَ يَنهَبُها الرَدى
فَلاso do not تَدنُdraw near مِنهاto them وَاِجعَلand make النُسكَdevotion مُغنَماa prize
فَلا تَدنُ مِنها وَاِجعَل النُسكَ مُغنَما
A people's spoils, which death will plunder—
The spoils of a people soon snatched by fate
so do not approach them, and make devotion your prize.
So do not go near them or make piety your gain
يُرَنِّمنَthey make sing بِالدُرِّwith pearls الثَمينِprecious مَسامِعاًears
يُرَنِّمنَ بِالدُرِّ الثَمينِ مَسامِعاً
وَيَزجرنَand they drive on لِلبَينِfor departure السَوامَthe grazing herds المُزَنَّماear-marked
وَيَزجرنَ لِلبَينِ السَوامَ المُزَنَّما
They make ears sing with precious pearls,
They murmur with precious pearls to hearings
and drive the ear-marked herds onward for departure.
And deter the bold horses, adorned
وَلَمّاand when تَناءَتgrew distant بَلدَةٌa town عَنَمِيَّةٌof ʿAnam
وَلَمّا تَناءَت بَلدَةٌ عَنَمِيَّةٌ
مِنof الغَورِthe lowlands أَبدَينَthey showed البَنانَthe fingertips المُعَنَّماred-dyed
مِن الغَورِ أَبدَينَ البَنانَ المُعَنَّما
And when a town of ʿAnam grew distant
And when a lofty village appeared
in the lowlands, they showed their red-dyed fingertips.
From the caves, she showed banners adorned
يُرينَthey display عَلىover ماwhat لَيسَis not يُمكِنُpossible قُدرَةًpower
يُرينَ عَلى ما لَيسَ يُمكِنُ قُدرَةً
وَيَعمَلنَand they employ فيin كَيدِensnaring الفَوارِسِthe horsemen هِنَّماred dye
وَيَعمَلنَ في كَيدِ الفَوارِسِ هِنَّما
They display power over the impossible,
They show what power cannot achieve
and wield red dye in their plots against horsemen.
And they work in the guile of knights, annoyed
لَدىbeside سَمُراتِacacias الحَيِّthe clan غادَرنَthey left سامِراًa man awake at night
لَدى سَمُراتِ الحَيِّ غادَرنَ سامِراً
وَخَيَّمنَand they pitched لِلنَومِfor sleep الرَفيعَthe lofty المُنَمنَماembroidered
وَخَيَّمنَ لِلنَومِ الرَفيعَ المُنَمنَما
By the clan's acacias they left a man awake at night,
Beside the thickets of life, they left a companion
and pitched the lofty, embroidered tent for sleep.
And pitched for sleep sublime, embroidered
جِنانٌparadise gardens وَرُضوانُand Riḍwān الَّذيwho هُوَhe مالِكٌa keeper
جِنانٌ وَرُضوانُ الَّذي هُوَ مالِكٌ
لَهاof them عَنكَfrom you يَنفيbanishes مالِكاًMālik وَجَهَنَّماand Hell
لَها عَنكَ يَنفي مالِكاً وَجَهَنَّما
Gardens of Paradise—and Riḍwān, who is keeper
Gardens and bliss which He owns
of them, banishes Mālik and Hell from you.
Banishes for you an owner and Hellfire
حَلُمنَthey were composed وَجُنَّand went mad الحَليُthe jewelry مِنfrom فَرطِexcess of لَهجَةٍpassion
حَلُمنَ وَجُنَّ الحَليُ مِن فَرطِ لَهجَةٍ
فَوَسوَسَso it whispered مِنfrom تَحتِbeneath الثِيابِthe clothes وَهَينَماand murmured
فَوَسوَسَ مِن تَحتِ الثِيابِ وَهَينَما
They were composed; their jewelry went mad with excessive passion,
They dreamed, and dreams of imagination from an overflow of passion
so it whispered from beneath the clothes and murmured.
Whispered from beneath clothes and tossed
وَقَدand already صَمَتَتfell silent أَحجالُهاher anklets عَنfrom تَرَنُّمٍsinging
وَقَد صَمَتَت أَحجالُها عَن تَرَنُّمٍ
وَأَعياand proved too hard for غَريقاًa drowning man كُظَّchoked أَنto يَتَرَنَّماsing
وَأَعيا غَريقاً كُظَّ أَن يَتَرَنَّما
And her anklets had fallen silent, no longer singing;
And their imaginations fell silent from murmuring
and a choking, drowning man cannot sing.
And the drowned struggled not to murmur
فَلاso do not تَبكِweep for جَمَلاًJamal إِنif رَأَيتَyou see جِمالَهاher camels
فَلا تَبكِ جَمَلاً إِن رَأَيتَ جِمالَها
تَسَنَّمنَthey crested مِنof رَملِthe sands of الغَضاal-Ghaḍā ماwhat تُسُنَّماhas been crested
تَسَنَّمنَ مِن رَملِ الغَضا ما تُسُنَّما
So do not weep for Jamal if you see her camels
So do not cry for camels if you see their perfection
cresting the dunes of al-Ghaḍā that have been crested before.
Climbing the smooth sands whatever they climb
Sol 6.1