كَأَنَّas though السَراياthe raiding bands بَينَbetween قَوٍّQaww وَقارَةٍand Qarah
كَأَنَّ السَرايا بَينَ قَوٍّ وَقارَةٍ
عَصائِبُflocks طَيرٍbirds يَنتَحَينَthey head toward لَمَشرَبِfor a watering place
عَصائِبُ طَيرٍ يَنتَحَينَ لَمَشرَبِ
As though the raiding bands between Qaww and Qarah
As if the palaces between strength and dignity
Were flocks of birds making for a watering place.
Are flocks of birds seeking water to drink
وَقَدand indeed كُنتُI was أَخشىI feared أَنthat أَموتَI would die وَلَمand had not تَقُمarisen
وَقَد كُنتُ أَخشى أَن أَموتَ وَلَم تَقُم
قَرائِبُkinswomen عَمروٍAmr وَسطَamid نَوحٍwailing mourners مُسَلِّبِclad in mourning garb
قَرائِبُ عَمروٍ وَسطَ نَوحٍ مُسَلِّبِ
And I had feared I would die before there arose
And I had feared that I would die before
Amr’s kinswomen amid mourners clad in mourning garb.
The kinsmen of Amr stood amidst lamenting women
شَفىhealed النَفسَthe soul مِنّيwithin me أَوor دَناcame near مِنto شِفائِهاits healing
شَفى النَفسَ مِنّي أَو دَنا مِن شِفائِها
تَرَدّيهُمُtheir headlong fall مِنfrom حالِقٍa lofty peak مُتَصَوِّبِsloping downward
تَرَدّيهُمُ مِن حالِقٍ مُتَصَوِّبِ
My soul was healed—or nearly healed—
It cured my soul, or came close to curing it
By their headlong fall from a lofty, steeply sloping peak.
Their toppling of him from a polished saddle
تَصيحُshriek الرُدَينِيّاتُthe Rudayni spears فيin حَجَباتِهِمtheir hipbones
تَصيحُ الرُدَينِيّاتُ في حَجَباتِهِم
صِياحَthe shriek of العَواليthe upper spear-shafts فيin الثِقافِthe spear-straightening tool المُثَقَّبِperforated
صِياحَ العَوالي في الثِقافِ المُثَقَّبِ
The Rudayni spears shriek in their hipbones,
The neighing of the mares in their tents
Like spear-shafts shrieking in the perforated straightening tool.
Is the shrieking of the summit in the perforated leather bucket
كَتائِبُbattalions تُجزىare requited فَوقَabove كُلِّevery كَتيبَةٍbattalion
كَتائِبُ تُجزى فَوقَ كُلِّ كَتيبَةٍ
لِواءٌa banner كَظِلِّlike the shadow of الطائِرِthe bird المُتَقَلِّبِwheeling
لِواءٌ كَظِلِّ الطائِرِ المُتَقَلِّبِ
Battalions are requited; above every battalion
Columns that are rewarded over every column
A banner, like the shadow of a wheeling bird.
A banner like the shadow of the hovering bird
Sol 6.1