قلsay للعدوّto the enemy الذيwho يغتابنيbackbites me سَفَهاًfoolishly
قل للعدوّ الذي يغتابني سَفَهاً
إِنّيindeed I علىupon أَنفهِhis nose إِنwhether طارhe flies أَوor وَقَعاhe falls
إِنّي على أَنفهِ إِن طار أَو وَقَعا
Tell the enemy who foolishly speaks ill of me:
Say to the enemy who slanders me foolishly
I stand upon his nose, whether he flies or falls.
That I stand poised above his nose if he soars or plunges
لقدindeed تناولتَyou have assailed ليثاًa lion ضَيغَماًa fierce, biting lion هُصَراًa crushing lion
لقد تناولتَ ليثاً ضَيغَماً هُصَراً
لمnot يُلفَbe found ذاhaving نَبوَةٍa lapse يوماًever ولاnor وَرَعاtimid
لم يُلفَ ذا نَبوَةٍ يوماً ولا وَرَعا
You have indeed assailed a lion, fierce and crushing,
You have provoked a fierce, angry lion, steadfast and austere
Never once found faltering or timid;
One never known for restraint or piety in his day
غَشَمشماًfierce and headlong شاكِلَinterlocking (uncertain reading) الأَنيابِthe fangs ذاhaving لِبَدٍa matted mane
غَشَمشماً شاكِلَ الأَنيابِ ذا لِبَدٍ
فيin فيهِhis mouth سُمُّvenom المناياdeaths للعِدَىfor the enemies نُقعاhas been steeped
في فيهِ سُمُّ المنايا للعِدَى نُقعا
A headlong brute, with interlocking fangs and a matted mane,
Baring his teeth like knives, deadly poison on his lips
In his mouth, death's venom is steeped for his foes;
For the foe - once he pounces there's no going back
قُصاقِصاًmighty and fierce غالباًprevailing للقِرننagainst the opponent مُحتقراًcontemptuous
قُصاقِصاً غالباً للقِرنن مُحتقراً
ليستthere is not لهfor him رجعةٌa return يوماًever إذاwhen اندفعاhe charges
ليست له رجعةٌ يوماً إذا اندفعا
Mighty, overcoming the opponent and scorning him,
A destroyer prevailing over all horns, scorning those who resist
He never turns back once he charges;
No retreat once he charges forth unleashed
مُصَمصِماًresolute صادقاًtrue in attack يُلقيhe casts فريسَتَهhis prey
مُصَمصِماً صادقاً يُلقي فريسَتَه
فيin كلevery مُعتَرَكٍbattlefield ممزوقةًtorn قِطَعاinto pieces
في كل مُعتَرَكٍ ممزوقةً قِطَعا
Resolute and true in his attack, he casts his prey
Resolute and true, his prey thrown down torn to pieces
On every battlefield, torn into pieces.
In every fray ripped limb from limb shredded remains
Sol 6.1