فيin كُلِّevery يَومٍday لِأَحِبَّةِfor loved ones مَطرَحُa place of exile
في كُلِّ يَومٍ لِأَحِبَّةِ مَطرَحُ
وَعَلىand upon المَنازِلِthe dwellings لِلمَدامِعِfor tears مَسفَحُa place to pour forth
وَعَلى المَنازِلِ لِلمَدامِعِ مَسفَحُ
Each day brings a place of exile for loved ones,
and at their dwellings, a place for tears to pour.
شَوقٌlonging عَلىdespite نَأيِthe remoteness of الدِيارِthe homes مُغالِبٌoverpowering
شَوقٌ عَلى نَأيِ الدِيارِ مُغالِبٌ
وَجَوىًand heartache عَلىthroughout طولِthe length of المَطالِthe delay مُبَرِّحُtormenting
وَجَوىً عَلى طولِ المَطالِ مُبَرِّحُ
Longing prevails despite the distance of their homes,
and heartache torments throughout the long delay.
نَفَرَتfled بَناتُthe daughters of الصَبرِpatience مِنكَfrom you وَطالَماand so often before
نَفَرَت بَناتُ الصَبرِ مِنكَ وَطالَما
قُصِرَتwere restrained نَوازِعُimpulses عَنfrom ضَميرِكَyour heart تَطمَحُstraining upward
قُصِرَت نَوازِعُ عَن ضَميرِكَ تَطمَحُ
The daughters of patience fled from you, though so often
impulses straining upward had been kept from your heart.
ياهَلah, will يُمانِعُresist بَعدَafter طولِthe length of قِيادِهِits being led
ياهَل يُمانِعُ بَعدَ طولِ قِيادِهِ
قَلبٌa heart يُطاوِعُobeys فيin القِيادِbeing led وَيَسمَحُand yields willingly
قَلبٌ يُطاوِعُ في القِيادِ وَيَسمَحُ
Ah, can it resist, after so long being led—
a heart that obeys the reins and willingly yields?
وَعَلىand upon المَطِيِّthe riding camels ظِباءُgazelles of وَجرَةَWajrah كُلَّماwhenever
وَعَلى المَطِيِّ ظِباءُ وَجرَةَ كُلَّما
غَفَلَis heedless المُراقِبُthe watcher تَشرَئِبُّthey crane their necks وَتَسنَحُand come into view
غَفَلَ المُراقِبُ تَشرَئِبُّ وَتَسنَحُ
Upon the riding camels are Wajrah's gazelles; whenever
the watcher is heedless, they crane their necks and come into view.
خالَسنَناthey exchanged furtively with us النَظَرَthe gaze المُريبَarousing suspicion كَماas رَنَتgazed
خالَسنَنا النَظَرَ المُريبَ كَما رَنَت
بَقَرُthe wild cows of الجَواءِal-Jawa إِلىtoward وَميضٍa flash يَلمَحُglimmering
بَقَرُ الجَواءِ إِلى وَميضٍ يَلمَحُ
They traded furtive, suspicious glances with us, as gazed
the wild cows of al-Jawa toward a glimmering flash.
يَبسِمنَthey smile عَنrevealing بَردِhail of الغَمامِthe clouds وَبَردُهُand its hail
يَبسِمنَ عَن بَردِ الغَمامِ وَبَردُهُ
رَيّانُthirst-quenched يُغبَقُis given an evening draught بِالمُدامِwith wine وَيُصبَحُand is given a morning draught
رَيّانُ يُغبَقُ بِالمُدامِ وَيُصبَحُ
They smile, revealing the clouds' hail; that hail
is thirst-quenched, given wine at dusk and dawn.
كَلَّفتَyou tasked عَينَكَyour eye نَظرَةًa glance مَزؤودَةًfrightened
كَلَّفتَ عَينَكَ نَظرَةً مَزؤودَةً
مَنَعَتكَdenied you لَذَّتَهاits delight مَدامِعُtears تَسفَحُpouring forth
مَنَعَتكَ لَذَّتَها مَدامِعُ تَسفَحُ
You tasked your eye with a fearful glance;
streaming tears denied you its delight.
أَمسواthey entered evening كَأَنَّas though لَطائِماًperfume caravans دارِيَّةًfrom Darin
أَمسوا كَأَنَّ لَطائِماً دارِيَّةً
باتَتspent the night تَضوعُexhaling fragrance مِنَfrom القِبابِthe tents وَتَنفَحُand wafting scent
باتَت تَضوعُ مِنَ القِبابِ وَتَنفَحُ
At evening they seemed like perfume caravans from Darin,
spreading and wafting fragrance all night from the tents.
مَلَكواthey held power وَلَمّاbut not yet يُحسِنواdo good وَوَلواand they ruled وَلَمand not
مَلَكوا وَلَمّا يُحسِنوا وَوَلوا وَلَم
ماyet يَعدِلواact justly وَغَنواand they grew rich وَلَمّاbut not yet يَسمَحواgive generously
ما يَعدِلوا وَغَنوا وَلَمّا يَسمَحوا
They gained power but did no good; they ruled, but did not
yet act justly; they grew rich but were not generous.
قُلsay لِلَّياليto the nights قَدindeed مَلَكتِyou have gained power فَأَسجِحيso be gentle
قُل لِلَّيالي قَد مَلَكتِ فَأَسجِحي
وَلِغَيرِكِand for others than you الخُلُقُthe character الكَريمُnoble الأَسجَحُgentle
وَلِغَيرِكِ الخُلُقُ الكَريمُ الأَسجَحُ
Tell the nights: 'You have gained power; be gentle!'
But noble, gentle character belongs to others, not you.
مِنof أَيِّwhich خَطبٍcalamity مِنof خُطوبِكِyour calamities أَشتَكيshall I complain
مِن أَيِّ خَطبٍ مِن خُطوبِكِ أَشتَكي
وَعَنَand concerning اَيِّwhich ذَنبٍsin مِنof ذُنوبِكِyour sins أَصفَحُshall I pardon
وَعَنَ اَيِّ ذَنبٍ مِن ذُنوبِكِ أَصفَحُ
Which of your calamities should I complain of,
and which of your sins should I forgive?
إِنif أَشكُI complain of فِعلَكِyour deed مِنin فِراقِparting from أَحِبَّتيmy loved ones
إِن أَشكُ فِعلَكِ مِن فِراقِ أَحِبَّتي
فَلَسوءُthen surely the evil of فِعلِكِyour deed فيin عِذاريmy cheek-locks أَقبَحُuglier
فَلَسوءُ فِعلِكِ في عِذاري أَقبَحُ
If I lament your deed in parting me from my loved ones,
the evil you did to my cheek-locks is uglier still.
ضَوءٌa light تَشَعشَعَshimmered فيin سَوادِthe blackness of ذَوائِبيmy locks
ضَوءٌ تَشَعشَعَ في سَوادِ ذَوائِبي
لاnot أَستَضيءُI gain illumination بِهِfrom it وَلاand not أَستَصبِحُI light my lamp
لا أَستَضيءُ بِهِ وَلا أَستَصبِحُ
A light has shimmered through the blackness of my locks,
yet I gain no light from it, nor kindle my lamp with it.
بِعتُI sold الشَبابَyouth بِهِin exchange for it عَلىdespite مِقَةٍlove لَهُfor it
بِعتُ الشَبابَ بِهِ عَلى مِقَةٍ لَهُ
بَيعَthe sale of العَليمِone who knows بِأَنَّهُthat he لاnot يَربَحُmakes a profit
بَيعَ العَليمِ بِأَنَّهُ لا يَربَحُ
I sold youth in exchange for it, despite my love for youth,
like one who sells knowing he will make no profit.
لاdo not تُنكِرَنَّbe astonished at مِنَfrom الزَمانِtime غَريبَةًa strange event
لا تُنكِرَنَّ مِنَ الزَمانِ غَريبَةً
إِنَّindeed الخُطوبَcalamities قَلِيبُهاtheir well لاnot يَنزَحُis drained
إِنَّ الخُطوبَ قَلِيبُها لا يَنزَحُ
Do not be astonished at any strange turn of time:
the well of calamities cannot be drained.
لِلذُلِّfor humiliation بَينَamong الأَقرَبينَclose kin مَضاضَةٌa bitter sting
لِلذُلِّ بَينَ الأَقرَبينَ مَضاضَةٌ
وَالذُلُّand humiliation ماwhen بَينَamong الأَباعِدِstrangers أَروَحُeasier to bear
وَالذُلُّ ما بَينَ الأَباعِدِ أَروَحُ
Humiliation among close kin has a bitter sting,
while humiliation among strangers is easier to bear.
وَإِذاand when رَمَتكَstrike you مِنَfrom الرِجالِmen قَوارِصٌstinging taunts
وَإِذا رَمَتكَ مِنَ الرِجالِ قَوارِصٌ
فَسِهامُso the arrows of ذيone possessing القُربىkinship القَريبَةِclose أَجرَحُmore wounding
فَسِهامُ ذي القُربى القَريبَةِ أَجرَحُ
And when men's stinging taunts strike you,
the arrows of close kin wound more deeply.
اِلبَسwear نَسيجَthe fabric of الذُلِّhumiliation إِنif أُلبِستَهُyou are made to wear it
اِلبَس نَسيجَ الذُلِّ إِن أُلبِستَهُ
مُتَمَلمِلاًrestlessly وَإِناءُand the vessel of قَلبِكَyour heart يَطفَحُoverflows
مُتَمَلمِلاً وَإِناءُ قَلبِكَ يَطفَحُ
Wear the fabric of humiliation, if you are made to wear it,
restlessly, while the vessel of your heart overflows.
ماas long as دُمتَyou remain تَنتَظِرُawaiting العَواقِبَthe outcomes لاlying (word fragment) بِداًlow (word fragment)
ما دُمتَ تَنتَظِرُ العَواقِبَ لا بِداً
لاnot تَغتَديyou set out at dawn لِعُلىًfor glory وَلاand not تَتَرَوَّحُyou set out at evening
لا تَغتَدي لِعُلىً وَلا تَتَرَوَّحُ
So long as you await outcomes, lying low,
you neither set out at dawn for glory nor go forth at evening.
وَضَجيعُكَand your bedfellow العَضبُthe keen sword الَّذيwhich لاnot يُنتَضىis drawn
وَضَجيعُكَ العَضبُ الَّذي لا يُنتَضى
وَخَليطُكَand your companion الزورُthe guest الَّذيwho لاnot يَبرَحُdeparts
وَخَليطُكَ الزورُ الَّذي لا يَبرَحُ
Your bedfellow is the keen sword that is never drawn,
and your companion the guest who never departs.
وَاِعلَمand know بِأَنَّthat البَيتَthe house إِنif أوطِنتَهُyou settle in it
وَاِعلَم بِأَنَّ البَيتَ إِن أوطِنتَهُ
سِجنٌa prison وَطولُand the length of الهَمِّsorrow غُلٌّa shackle يَجرَحُwounds
سِجنٌ وَطولُ الهَمِّ غُلٌّ يَجرَحُ
Know that the house, if you settle in it,
is a prison, and prolonged sorrow a shackle that wounds.
أَأُخَيَّO my little brother لاتَكُdo not be مُضغَةًa morsel مَزرودَةًswallowed
أَأُخَيَّ لاتَكُ مُضغَةً مَزرودَةً
تَنساغُslipping down the throat لَيِّنَةَdocile القِيادِto the reins وَتَسرَحُand roaming freely
تَنساغُ لَيِّنَةَ القِيادِ وَتَسرَحُ
O my little brother, do not be a swallowed morsel,
slipping down easily, docile to the reins, and roaming freely.
أَلّاwill you not أَبَيتَrefuse وَأَنتَand you are مِنone of جَمراتِهاits embers
أَلّا أَبَيتَ وَأَنتَ مِن جَمراتِها
وَمِنَand among العَجائِبِmarvels جَمرَةٌan ember لاnot تَلفَحُscorches
وَمِنَ العَجائِبِ جَمرَةٌ لا تَلفَحُ
Will you not refuse, when you are one of its embers?
Among marvels is an ember that does not scorch.
كُنbe شَوكَةًa thorn يُعييdefies efforts اِنتِقاصُblunting شَباتِهاits sharp point
كُن شَوكَةً يُعيي اِنتِقاصُ شَباتِها
أَوor حَمضَةًa saltbush يَشجىis choked بِهاby it المُتَمَلِّحُthe seeker of salt
أَو حَمضَةً يَشجى بِها المُتَمَلِّحُ
Be a thorn whose point defies all blunting,
or a saltbush that chokes the seeker of salt.
وَاِنفُضand shake off يَدَيكَyour hands مِنَof الثَراءِwealth فَكَمfor how many مَضىpassed away
وَاِنفُض يَدَيكَ مِنَ الثَراءِ فَكَم مَضى
مِنfrom دونِshort of ثَروَتِهِhis wealth البَخيلُthe miser المُصلِحُthe careful saver
مِن دونِ ثَروَتِهِ البَخيلُ المُصلِحُ
Shake your hands free of wealth: how many have passed away—
miserly savers, leaving their riches behind!
يَبقىremains لِوارِثِهِfor his heir كَرائِمُthe choicest parts of مالِهِhis wealth
يَبقى لِوارِثِهِ كَرائِمُ مالِهِ
وَلَقَدand indeed يُرَقِّعُhe patches up عَيشَهُhis livelihood وَيَرَقِّحُand scrimps
وَلَقَد يُرَقِّعُ عَيشَهُ وَيَرَقِّحُ
The choicest of his wealth remains for his heir,
while he patches up his livelihood and scrimps.
قَدmay يُنتِجُbring to birth المَرءُa man العِشارَten-month-pregnant she-camels بِجِدِّهِthrough his diligence
قَد يُنتِجُ المَرءُ العِشارَ بِجِدِّهِ
وَسِواهُand someone other than him يَعتامُselects الفُحولَthe stallions وَيُلقِحُand mates them
وَسِواهُ يَعتامُ الفُحولَ وَيُلقِحُ
A man may toil to bring pregnant she-camels to birth,
while another chooses the stallions and mates them.
لاno عُذرَexcuse إِلّاexcept أَنthat أَرىI see سُرباتِهاits cavalry bands
لا عُذرَ إِلّا أَن أَرى سُرباتِها
سَومَthe swarming of الجَرادِlocusts يَثورُis stirred up مِنهاby them الأَبطَحُthe pebbly plain
سَومَ الجَرادِ يَثورُ مِنها الأَبطَحُ
There is no excuse unless I see its cavalry bands
swarming like locusts, stirring the pebbly plain to dust.
وَالهامُand the heads تَعتَصِبُare turbaned with العَجاجَdust كَأَنَّهُas though it were
وَالهامُ تَعتَصِبُ العَجاجَ كَأَنَّهُ
فيin الجَوِّthe air شُؤبوبُa downpour from الغَمامِthe clouds الأَملَحُgray-white
في الجَوِّ شُؤبوبُ الغَمامِ الأَملَحُ
Heads wear turbans of dust, as though it were
a downpour from gray-white clouds in the air.
قَوميmy people الأُولىthose who ضَمِنَتguaranteed لَهُمfor them أَحسابُهُمtheir noble lineages
قَومي الأُولى ضَمِنَت لَهُم أَحسابُهُم
أَنَّthat الزَمانَtime بِمِثلِهِمwith their like لاnot يَسمَحُis generous
أَنَّ الزَمانَ بِمِثلِهِم لا يَسمَحُ
My people are those whose noble lineages have guaranteed them
that time will never bestow their like.
عَرَكواthey rubbed down أَديمَthe hide of الأَرضِthe earth قَبلَbefore نَباتِهاits vegetation
عَرَكوا أَديمَ الأَرضِ قَبلَ نَباتِها
وَاِستَفسَحواand they widened أَعطانَهاits watering grounds وَتَفَيَّحواand they spread far and wide
وَاِستَفسَحوا أَعطانَها وَتَفَيَّحوا
They scoured the earth's hide before its plants sprang up,
and widened its watering grounds, spreading far and wide.
فَتَقواthey split open بِشَزرِwith slanting الطَعنِspear-thrusts أَكمامَthe bud-sheaths of العُلىglory
فَتَقوا بِشَزرِ الطَعنِ أَكمامَ العُلى
وَهُمُand they were جِذاعُyoung colts of قَبائِلٍtribes لَمnot يَقرَحواthey reached full maturity
وَهُمُ جِذاعُ قَبائِلٍ لَم يَقرَحوا
They split glory's bud-sheaths with slanting spear-thrusts,
while still their tribes' young colts, not yet full-grown.
إِنif أُحرِجواthey were hard-pressed لَمnot يَجهَلواthey behaved rashly وَإِذاand when قَضَواthey judged
إِن أُحرِجوا لَم يَجهَلوا وَإِذا قَضَوا
لَمnot يَقسِطواthey acted unjustly وَإِذاand when عَلَواthey rose high لَمnot يَبجَحواthey boasted
لَم يَقسِطوا وَإِذا عَلَوا لَم يَبجَحوا
If hard-pressed, they did not act rashly; when they judged,
they were not unjust; when exalted, they did not boast.
ذَنبيmy fault إِلىbefore البُهمِthe unmarked beasts الكَواذِبِthe lying ones أَنَّنيthat I am الthe
ذَنبي إِلى البُهمِ الكَواذِبِ أَنَّني ال
طُرفُnoble steed المُطَهَّمُwell-formed وَالأَغَرُّand blaze-faced الأَقرَحُstar-marked
طُرفُ المُطَهَّمُ وَالأَغَرُّ الأَقرَحُ
My offense to the lying, unmarked beasts is that I am the
noble steed, finely formed, blaze-faced and star-marked.
يولونَنيthey turn upon me خُزرَsidelong glances of العُيونِthe eyes لِأَنَّنيbecause I
يولونَني خُزرَ العُيونِ لِأَنَّني
غَلسَتُI set out before dawn فيin طَلَبِpursuit of العُلىglory وَتَصَبَّحواand they slept till morning
غَلسَتُ في طَلَبِ العُلى وَتَصَبَّحوا
They turn sidelong eyes upon me, because I
set out before dawn in pursuit of glory, while they slept late.
وَجَذَبتُand I pulled بِالطولِwith the long rope الَّذيwhich لَمnot يَجذِبواthey pulled
وَجَذَبتُ بِالطولِ الَّذي لَم يَجذِبوا
وَمَتَحتُand I drew water بِالغَربِwith the large bucket الَّذيwhich لَمnot يَمتَحواthey drew water
وَمَتَحتُ بِالغَربِ الَّذي لَم يَمتَحوا
I pulled with the long rope they did not pull with,
and drew water with the great bucket they did not draw with.
مِنfrom كُلِّevery حامِلِbearer of إِحنَةٍa grudge لاnot تَنجَليclears away
مِن كُلِّ حامِلِ إِحنَةٍ لا تَنجَلي
غَطشىpitch-black دُجُنَّتُهاits gloom وَلاand not تَتَوَضَّحُbecomes clear
غَطشى دُجُنَّتُها وَلا تَتَوَضَّحُ
From every bearer of a grudge that never clears,
whose gloom is pitch-black and never brightens—
ضَبٌّa lizard يُداهِنُنيhe flatters me deceitfully وَيُشكِلُand is hard to discern غَيبُهُhis hidden nature
ضَبٌّ يُداهِنُني وَيُشكِلُ غَيبُهُ
مِمّاfrom what يُرَغّيhe froths up قَولَهُhis speech وَيُصَرَّحُand is openly declared
مِمّا يُرَغّي قَولَهُ وَيُصَرَّحُ
a lizard that fawns upon me, his secret nature hard to discern
from the froth he makes of his speech and what is openly declared.
يَغدوhe sets out at dawn وَمَرجَلُand the cauldron of ضِغنِهِhis rancor مُتَهَزِّمٌrumbling
يَغدو وَمَرجَلُ ضِغنِهِ مُتَهَزِّمٌ
أَبَداًalways عَلَيَّagainst me وَجُرحُهُand his wound مُتقَرِّحُfestering
أَبَداً عَلَيَّ وَجُرحُهُ مُتقَرِّحُ
He sets out with the cauldron of his rancor rumbling,
ever against me, and his wound festering.
مُسِحَتwere stroked جِباهُthe foreheads of الوانِياتِthe laggard mares وَلُطِّمَتand were slapped
مُسِحَت جِباهُ الوانِياتِ وَلُطِّمَت
مِنfrom دونِshort of غايَتِهاtheir goal العِتاقُthe noble steeds القُرحُthe fully mature
مِن دونِ غايَتِها العِتاقُ القُرحُ
The foreheads of laggard mares were stroked; blows struck
the noble, full-grown steeds before they reached their goal.
لَوif لَمnot يَكُنthere were ليfor me فيin القُلوبِthe hearts مَهابَةٌawe
لَو لَم يَكُن لي في القُلوبِ مَهابَةٌ
لَمnot يَطعَنِassail الأَعداءُthe enemies فِيَّagainst me وَيَقدَحواand disparage
لَم يَطعَنِ الأَعداءُ فِيَّ وَيَقدَحوا
Had I no awe in people's hearts,
my enemies would not assail and disparage me.
مَنone who خيفَis feared خَوفَas one fears اللَيثِthe lion خُطَّare marked out لَهُfor him الرُبىthe hills
مَن خيفَ خَوفَ اللَيثِ خُطَّ لَهُ الرُبى
وَعَوَتand howled لِتُشهِرَهُto make him known الكِلابُthe dogs النُبَّحُthe incessant barkers
وَعَوَت لِتُشهِرَهُ الكِلابُ النُبَّحُ
The hills are marked out for one feared like a lion,
and barking dogs howl to make him known.
نَظَرواthey looked بِعَينِwith an eye of عَداوَةٍenmity لَوif أَنَّهاit were
نَظَروا بِعَينِ عَداوَةٍ لَو أَنَّها
عَينُan eye of الرِضىapproval لَاِستَحسَنواthey would surely admire ماwhat اِستَقبَحواthey found ugly
عَينُ الرِضى لَاِستَحسَنوا ما اِستَقبَحوا
They looked with an eye of enmity; had it been
an eye of favor, they would have admired what they found ugly.
ماwhatever كانَthere may be مِنof شُعثٍdisheveled folk فَإِنّيthen indeed I am مِنهُمُone of them
ما كانَ مِن شُعثٍ فَإِنّي مِنهُمُ
لَهُمُtoward them أَوَدُّI am more loving عَلىdespite البِعادِthe distance وَأَسمَحُand more generous
لَهُمُ أَوَدُّ عَلى البِعادِ وَأَسمَحُ
Whatever disheveled folk there are, I am one of them;
I am more loving and more generous to them, despite the distance.
Sol 6.1