تَقولُsays اِبنَتيmy daughter إِذwhen فاخَرَتهاvied with her in boasting غَريبَةٌa female stranger
تَقولُ اِبنَتي إِذ فاخَرَتها غَريبَةٌ
مُؤَزَّرَةٌgirded بِالوَبرِin animal hair فيin شَوذَرٍa cloak قَدَدtorn to shreds
مُؤَزَّرَةٌ بِالوَبرِ في شَوذَرٍ قَدَد
My daughter says, when a stranger woman boasted against her:
My daughter says, when a stranger vies with her in boasting—
“My rival, girded in haircloth, in a garment of tattered strips,
Girded in haircloth, in a cloak torn to shreds,
لَهاshe has والِدٌa father راعٍa shepherd إِذاwhen راحَcomes at evening عِندَهاto her
لَها والِدٌ راعٍ إِذا راحَ عِندَها
بِأَشوِيَةٍwith roasted morsels مِنfrom قَلبِthe heart ضَبٍّof a desert lizard وَمِنand from كَبِدa liver
بِأَشوِيَةٍ مِن قَلبِ ضَبٍّ وَمِن كَبِد
whose father is a shepherd; when he comes home to her,
With a shepherd father who comes to her at evening
he brings roasted morsels from a lizard’s heart and liver.
With roasted morsels of a desert lizard's heart and liver:
أَبيmy father نَجلُa scion أَملاكٍof kings وَزَورُand a guest خَليفَةٍof a caliph
أَبي نَجلُ أَملاكٍ وَزَورُ خَليفَةٍ
يَلينُyields لَهُto him بابُthe door الهُمامِof the noble lord إِذاwhen وَفَدhe visits
يَلينُ لَهُ بابُ الهُمامِ إِذا وَفَد
My father is the scion of kings and the visitor of a caliph;
My father is a scion of kings and a caliph's guest;
the great man’s gate grows yielding to him when he arrives.
The noble lord's door yields to him whenever he visits.
طَلوبٌan eager seeker للِأَيسارِof generous men المُلوكِthe kings إِذاwhen غَداhe goes forth in the morning
طَلوبٌ للِأَيسارِ المُلوكِ إِذا غَدا
وَأَكرَمُand the most generous أَيسارِof the generous men المُلوكِamong kings مِنَin respect of الصَفَدgifts
وَأَكرَمُ أَيسارِ المُلوكِ مِنَ الصَفَد
When he goes forth, he pursues the kings’ blood-claims,
He seeks out generous kings when he goes forth in the morning,
and in bestowing gifts is the most generous of the kings’ open-handed men.
And, among those kings, the most lavish with gifts.
وَأَنتِand you لَقاةٌa castoff بَينَamong خَلفٍbase folk وَأَكلُبٍand dogs
وَأَنتِ لَقاةٌ بَينَ خَلفٍ وَأَكلُبٍ
مَتاعٌa plaything لِمَنfor whoever جازَtravels along السَبيلَthe road وَمَنand whoever قَصَدcomes seeking
مَتاعٌ لِمَن جازَ السَبيلَ وَمَن قَصَد
But you are a waif among Khalaf and Aklub,
You are a castoff among base folk and dogs,
mere chattel for whoever passes along the road or seeks you out.
A plaything for whoever travels the road or comes seeking you.
وَإِنَّكِand indeed you مِنfrom قَومٍa people عَلَيهِمupon whom غَضاضَةٌdisgrace
وَإِنَّكِ مِن قَومٍ عَلَيهِم غَضاضَةٌ
تَرىyou see غِيَراًchanges بِالنَفسِin the soul مِنfrom عَيشِهاits life النَكِدwretched
تَرى غِيَراً بِالنَفسِ مِن عَيشِها النَكِد
You belong to a people upon whom disgrace lies;
And you belong to a people burdened with disgrace;
their wretched life has wrought changes in the soul,
You see your soul changed by its wretched life,
مُعاوِدَةٌrepeatedly undertaking حَملَcarrying الهَشيمِdry brushwood بِكَفِّهاwith her hand
مُعاوِدَةٌ حَملَ الهَشيمِ بِكَفِّها
عَلىupon كاهِلٍa back قَدindeed كادَalmost يَأوَدُbends أَوor أَوِدhas bent
عَلى كاهِلٍ قَد كادَ يَأوَدُ أَو أَوِد
repeatedly taking up a load of dry brushwood in her hand,
Again and again carrying dry brushwood in your hand,
upon a shoulder that has nearly buckled—or has buckled.
On a back all but bowed, if not bowed already.
لَشَتّانَhow far apart indeed ماwhat lies بَينيbetween me وَبَينَكِand between you فيin التُقىpiety
لَشَتّانَ ما بَيني وَبَينَكِ في التُقى
وَفيand in الحَسَبِancestral honor الزاكيpure وَفيand in العَيشِlivelihood وَالحَفَدand attendants
وَفي الحَسَبِ الزاكي وَفي العَيشِ وَالحَفَد
How vast the distance between you and me in piety,
How far apart you and I are in piety,
in pure lineage, in livelihood, and in attendants!
In pure ancestral honor, in livelihood, and in attendants!
سَبَقتُكِI have outstripped you فَاِرضَيso be content بِالصَغارِwith abasement فَإِنَّماfor only
سَبَقتُكِ فَاِرضَي بِالصَغارِ فَإِنَّما
رُزِقتِyou have been granted your lot وَلَيسَand is not الرِزقُallotted fortune كَالسابِقِlike the front-runner السَنَدlofty
رُزِقتِ وَلَيسَ الرِزقُ كَالسابِقِ السَنَد
I have outstripped you—be content with abasement: you were merely
I have outstripped you: accept abasement, for you have only
granted provision, and provision is not like precedence backed by lineage.”
Been granted your lot; such fortune is no match for the lofty front-runner.
Sol 6.1