وَليand I have رِزْقٌa livelihood يُكَدِّرُهُspoils it لِئَامٌbase men
وَلي رِزْقٌ يُكَدِّرُهُ لِئَامٌ
ذُبَابُهُمُtheir flies يَحُطُّalights علَىupon جِراحِيmy wounds
ذُبَابُهُمُ يَحُطُّ علَى جِراحِي
And I have a livelihood that base men spoil;
I have sustenance, but scoundrels make it bitter
Their flies alight upon my wounds.
Their flies alight on my wounds
إذاwhen وَعَدُواthey promise فَلاthen may … not سَلِمُواthey be safe فَكُلٌّfor each one
إذا وَعَدُوا فَلا سَلِمُوا فَكُلٌّ
مُسَيْلَمَةٌa Musaylimah يُحَدِّثُreports عَنon the authority of سَجَاحِSajah
مُسَيْلَمَةٌ يُحَدِّثُ عَن سَجَاحِ
When they promise—may they not be safe!—for each one
When they make promises, they do not keep them
Is a Musaylimah reporting on Sajah's authority.
Each backbiter tells tales from his quiver
Sol 6.1