سكتُّI kept silent فَغَرَّso deceived أعْدَائيmy enemies السُّكوتُsilence
سكتُّ فَغَرَّ أعْدَائي السُّكوتُ
وَظنُّونيand they thought me لأَهليconcerning my kin قَدْalready نسِيتُI had forgotten
وَظنُّوني لأَهلي قَدْ نسِيتُ
I kept silent, and my silence deceived my enemies.
I was silent, so my enemies rejoiced
And they thought I had forgotten my kin.
And thought I had forgotten my family
وكيفَand how أنامُI sleep عنْheedless of ساداتِthe chiefs of قومٍa people
وكيفَ أنامُ عنْ ساداتِ قومٍ
أناI فيin فَضْلِthe abundance of نِعْمتِهمْtheir bounty رُبيتI was raised
أنا في فَضْلِ نِعْمتِهمْ رُبيت
And how could I sleep heedless of the chiefs of a people,
How can I sleep when it comes to the chiefs of my people
when I was raised in their abundant bounty?
I was raised in the grace of their favors
وإنْand if دارْتْcircled بِهِمْaround them خَيْلُthe cavalry of الأَعاديthe enemies
وإنْ دارْتْ بِهِمْ خَيْلُ الأَعادي
ونَادونيand they called me أجَبْتُI answered متىwhenever دُعِيتُI was summoned
ونَادوني أجَبْتُ متى دُعِيتُ
And if the enemies' cavalry encircles them,
And if the horses of enemies revolved around them
and they call me, I answer whenever I am summoned,
I responded whenever I was called
بسيفٍwith a sword حدهُits edge يزجيdrives onward المناياdeaths
بسيفٍ حدهُ يزجي المنايا
وَرُمحٍand a spear صَدْرُهُits point الحَتْفُdoom المُميتُdeath-dealing
وَرُمحٍ صَدْرُهُ الحَتْفُ المُميتُ
with a sword whose edge drives death onward,
With a sword whose edge pours calamities
and a spear whose point is death-dealing doom.
And a spear whose chest is deadly fate
خلقتُI was created منthan الحديدِiron أشدَّharder قلباًin heart
خلقتُ من الحديدِ أشدَّ قلباً
وقدand indeed بليَhas worn out الحديدُiron ومابليتُbut I have not worn out
وقد بليَ الحديدُ ومابليتُ
I was created with a heart harder than iron;
I was created with an iron heart, harder
and iron has worn out, yet I have not.
And iron decays while I have not decayed
وفيand in الحَرْبِwar العَوانِoft-renewed وُلِدْتُI was born طِفْلاa child
وفي الحَرْبِ العَوانِ وُلِدْتُ طِفْلا
ومِنْand from لبَنِthe milk of المَعامِعِbattle tumults قَدْindeed سُقِيتُI was given drink
ومِنْ لبَنِ المَعامِعِ قَدْ سُقِيتُ
And I was born a child amid oft-renewed war,
And in war I was born a child
and was suckled on the milk of battle's tumult.
And was given to drink the milk of ambitions
وَإنيand indeed I قَدْalready شَربْتُI drank دَمَthe blood of الأَعاديthe enemies
وَإني قَدْ شَربْتُ دَمَ الأَعادي
بأقحافِfrom skullcaps الرُّؤوسheads وَماyet not رَويتُI quenched my thirst
بأقحافِ الرُّؤوس وَما رَويتُ
And indeed I have drunk the enemies' blood,
Indeed I have drunk the blood of enemies
from skull-cups, yet my thirst was not quenched.
With the skulls, and I am not satiated
فماso no للرمحِfor the spear فيin جسميmy body نصيبٌshare
فما للرمحِ في جسمي نصيبٌ
ولاnor للسيفِfor the sword فيin أعضايmy limbs َقوتُfood
ولا للسيفِ في أعضاي َقوتُ
So the spear has no share in my body,
So the spear has no share in my body
nor does the sword find food in my limbs.
Nor does the sword have strength in my limbs
وليand I have بيتٌa house علاrose above فلكَthe celestial sphere of الثريَّاthe Pleiades
ولي بيتٌ علا فلكَ الثريَّا
تَخِرُّfall prostrate لِعُظْمِbefore the greatness of هَيْبَتِهِits majesty البُيوتُthe houses
تَخِرُّ لِعُظْمِ هَيْبَتِهِ البُيوتُ
And mine is a house that towers above the sphere of the Pleiades;
And I have a house higher than the stars of Thuraya
before its mighty majesty, the houses fall prostrate.
Before the greatness of its prestige, houses tremble
Sol 6.1