مِنfrom كُلِّevery أَشمَطَgrizzled man مَذبوحٍslaughtered بِلِحيَتِهِby his beard
مِن كُلِّ أَشمَطَ مَذبوحٍ بِلِحيَتِهِ
باديplainly showing الأَذاةِfilth عَلىat مَركُوِّهِhis watering-trough الطَحِلِmurky
بادي الأَذاةِ عَلى مَركُوِّهِ الطَحِلِ
From every grizzled man, slaughtered by his beard,
From every coarse-bearded man with his chin matted,
His filth showing beside his murky watering-trough,
Whose saddle worn, his camel lean, his water skin shredded,
وَقَيِّمٍand a keeper أَمدَرِbulging الجَنبَينِthe two flanks مُنخَرِقٍtorn
وَقَيِّمٍ أَمدَرِ الجَنبَينِ مُنخَرِقٍ
عَنهُaway from him العَباءَةُthe cloak قَوّامٍconstantly tending عَلىover الهَمَلِuntended livestock
عَنهُ العَباءَةُ قَوّامٍ عَلى الهَمَلِ
And a keeper with bulging flanks, his cloak torn
And stooping old man with ribs poking through his side,
Away from him, ever watching over straying livestock.
His cloak worn out, steadying himself with a staff twisted like antlers,
ذَبَّdrove off الغَوالِيَcostly perfumes حَتّىuntil ماnot يُطِفنَthey hover بِهِaround him
ذَبَّ الغَوالِيَ حَتّى ما يُطِفنَ بِهِ
صابُbitter sap المَفارِقِthe hair-partings عَنaway from ذيone with بَنَّةٍa strong odor تَفِلِunperfumed
صابُ المَفارِقِ عَن ذي بَنَّةٍ تَفِلِ
Costly perfumes were driven off, till none would hover near him,
Slaughtering the victims until he cannot be sated,
By bitter sap on his hair-partings, away from a rank, unperfumed man.
Missing his family-he spits incessantly from grief.
Sol 6.1