جاءَhe brought بِهاwith her قالِصَةًdrawn up عَنabove ساقِa shank
جاءَ بِها قالِصَةً عَن ساقِ
رَوعاءَspirited مِنfrom إِرثِthe inheritance أَبيAbu الغَيداقِal-Ghaydaq
رَوعاءَ مِن إِرثِ أَبي الغَيداقِ
He brought her, her flesh drawn up above the shank,
She came in a hurry, dragging her train
Spirited, from the inheritance of Abu al-Ghaydaq.
A she-camel, inherited from my father the munificent
تَحِنُّshe moans longingly وَالحَنَّةُand the longing cry لِلمُشتاقِfor the yearning one
تَحِنُّ وَالحَنَّةُ لِلمُشتاقِ
ماhow أَولَعَattached is الحَنينَthe yearning cry بِالنِياقِto she-camels
ما أَولَعَ الحَنينَ بِالنِياقِ
She moans—and moaning belongs to those who yearn.
Yearning while yearning is for the ardent lover
How longing clings to she-camels!
How yearning has ravished the young she-camels!
تَمشيshe walks عَلىon نَعلِa sole دَمٍblood مُراقِshed
تَمشي عَلى نَعلِ دَمٍ مُراقِ
لَيسَتit is not بِذيhaving هُلبٍcoarse hair وَلاnor طِراقِlayered leather
لَيسَت بِذي هُلبٍ وَلا طِراقِ
She walks on a sole of spilled blood,
She walks on bleeding hooves
Not one of coarse hair or layered leather.
She is neither skittish nor frisky
تَذَكَّريremember رَملَsand النَقاthe sand ridge وَاِشتاقيand yearn
تَذَكَّري رَملَ النَقا وَاِشتاقي
وَبَردَand the coolness ماءِwater أَلعَسٍAl'as وَساقيand Saqi
وَبَردَ ماءِ أَلعَسٍ وَساقي
Remember the dune's sand, and yearn,
Remember the sands of An-Naqaa, and long for them
And the cool water of Al'as and Saqi,
And the cool water of Al-A’las and its drawer
يَنزِغُgushes مِنfrom أُثعوبِa watercourse جَمٍّplentiful باقيenduring
يَنزِغُ مِن أُثعوبِ جَمٍّ باقي
حَمَّضَهاfed her salt forage فيamong قُلَّصٍlean she-camels عِتاقِhighbred
حَمَّضَها في قُلَّصٍ عِتاقِ
Gushing from a plentiful, enduring watercourse.
It drips from the skin bucket which still has some left
He fed her salt forage among lean, highbred she-camels,
He curdled it in a small skin vessel
مَناشِطُgrazing grounds العُشبِthe grass عَلىon المَلّاقِthe bare plain
مَناشِطُ العُشبِ عَلى المَلّاقِ
أَشعَثُshaggy-haired باديshowing جِنجِنِthe chest bones التَراقيthe collarbones
أَشعَثُ بادي جِنجِنِ التَراقي
In grassy pastures on the bare plain—
Browsing the fresh herbage at dusk
A shaggy man, his upper chest-bones showing,
A disheveled Bedouin with jingling saddlebag
كَأَنَّهُas though he فيin السَمِلِthe worn cloth الأَخلاقِthreadbare
كَأَنَّهُ في السَمِلِ الأَخلاقِ
مِنfrom تيهِهِhis haughtiness ذوa wearer of التاجِthe crown وَالأَطواقِand the necklaces
مِن تيهِهِ ذو التاجِ وَالأَطواقِ
As though he were, in his worn-out rags,
As if he is lost in thoughts busy as ants
In his haughtiness, a wearer of crown and necklaces.
Lost in his wanders, wearing crown and necklaces
نَحّارَةٌa prolific slaughterer لِلإِبِلِof the camels المَناقيmarrow-rich
نَحّارَةٌ لِلإِبِلِ المَناقي
فُواقُهاtheir respite أَدنىshorter مِنَthan الفُواقِthe milking pause
فُواقُها أَدنى مِنَ الفُواقِ
A prolific slaughterer of marrow-rich camels;
A she-camel marked for camels set loose
Their respite is shorter than a milking pause.
Her neigh is closer than the distant neigh
أَسفَعُsun-darkened إِلّاexcept مَوضِعُthe place النِطاقِthe belt
أَسفَعُ إِلّا مَوضِعُ النِطاقِ
يُنزِلُhe brings down حَدَّthe edge الصارِمِthe cutting sword الذَلّاقِkeen-edged
يُنزِلُ حَدَّ الصارِمِ الذَلّاقِ
Sun-darkened, except where his belt lies,
Smooth except for the place of the saddle girth
He brings down the edge of his keen-cutting sword,
It brings down the edge of the sharp sword
مُنازِلُan adversary of العَقّالِthe camel-hobbler وَالرِباقِand the tethering loops
مُنازِلُ العَقّالِ وَالرِباقِ
مُوَطِّنُone who makes habitable المَنزِلِthe lodging لِلرِفاقِfor traveling companions
مُوَطِّنُ المَنزِلِ لِلرِفاقِ
A foe to the camel-hobbler and the tethering loops,
The abodes of the one who fetters and sets free
Making the lodging habitable for traveling companions.
The home of the one who settles for company
مَرَّتshe passed عَلىover الأَقوارِthe rounded hills وَالبُراقِand the stony flats
مَرَّت عَلى الأَقوارِ وَالبُراقِ
مَرَّthe passage جَرورِof a trailing mass العارِضِthe cloudbank الشَهّاقِtowering
مَرَّ جَرورِ العارِضِ الشَهّاقِ
She passed over the rounded hills and stony flats,
She passed the sand dunes and lightning bolts
Like the passage of a trailing, towering cloudbank,
She passed the plodding of the snorting camel
طائِرَةًflying بِالقُرُبِin the waterward march الخَفّاقِthrobbing
طائِرَةً بِالقُرُبِ الخَفّاقِ
مُنفَلِتِslipping free الدَلوِthe bucket مِنَfrom العَراقيthe crossbars
مُنفَلِتِ الدَلوِ مِنَ العَراقي
Flying in a throbbing march toward water,
Flying nearby flapping her wings
Like a bucket slipping free of its crossbars,
The bucket escaped from the drawer’s hand
تَحثوshe scatters عَلىover نَجدٍNajd ثَرىsoil العِراقِIraq
تَحثو عَلى نَجدٍ ثَرى العِراقِ
كَأَنَّهاas though she بَعضُpart of الهَبابِthe surging motion الباقيremaining
كَأَنَّها بَعضُ الهَبابِ الباقي
Scattering Iraq's soil over Najd,
Inciting to the soil of Nejd and Iraq
As though she were part of the lingering surge,
As if she is some remaining drizzle
وَاللَيلُand the night أَعمىhad blinded شارِقَthe rising light الرَواقِthe canopy
وَاللَيلُ أَعمى شارِقَ الرَواقِ
نَذيرَa warner of قَومٍa tribe جَدَّstrove hard فيin اللَحاقِcatching up
نَذيرَ قَومٍ جَدَّ في اللَحاقِ
While night had blinded the canopy's rising light,
While the night is blind, with corridors lit
Like a tribe's warner who strove hard to catch up,
A warner of people who were very quick to meet
يُنذِرُhe warns of جَيشاًan army عَجِلَswift الإِرهاقِovertaking
يُنذِرُ جَيشاً عَجِلَ الإِرهاقِ
أَقبَلَit advanced لاnot يَحفِلُit heeds ماwhat يُلاقيit encounters
أَقبَلَ لا يَحفِلُ ما يُلاقي
Warning of an army quick to overtake,
Warning an army who hastened exhaustion
Advancing, heedless of what it meets.
He came heedless of what he would meet
Sol 6.1