فَياso, O راكِباًrider إِمّاif ever عَرَضتَyou pass by فَبَلِّغَنthen be sure to convey
فَيا راكِباً إِمّا عَرَضتَ فَبَلِّغَن
بَنيthe sons of كاهِلٍKahil شاهَmay be foul الوُجوهُthe faces لِكاهِلِof Kahil
بَني كاهِلٍ شاهَ الوُجوهُ لِكاهِلِ
So, O rider, if you pass their way, be sure to convey this
O rider, if you pass by the dwellers of Kāhil,
To the sons of Kahil—foul be Kahil's faces!
Convey my greetings to the king of beauty's shoulders,
مَباشيمُbloated from overeating عَنfrom لَحمِthe flesh of العَوارِضِsick or injured camels بِالضُحىat midmorning
مَباشيمُ عَن لَحمِ العَوارِضِ بِالضُحى
وَبِالصَيفِand in summer كَسّاحونَsweepers تُربَthe dust of المَناهِلِthe watering places
وَبِالصَيفِ كَسّاحونَ تُربَ المَناهِلِ
Bloated with the flesh of stricken camels at midmorning,
Strolling at dawn over the flesh of the sand dunes,
And in summer, sweepers of dust from the watering places.
And in summer, covering the dust of the watering places.
Sol 6.1