قولاsay, you two لبَكْرِto Bakr بنِson of دَهْمَرْدٍDahmard إذاwhen اعْتَكَرَتْmassed
قولا لبَكْرِ بنِ دَهْمَرْدٍ إذا اعْتَكَرَتْ
عَساكرُthe armies اللّيلِof night بينَbetween الطّاسِthe bowl والجامِand the goblet
عَساكرُ اللّيلِ بينَ الطّاسِ والجامِ
Say, you two, to Bakr son of Dahmard, when there gather
Say to Bakr son of Dahmard when the armies of night
The armies of night between the bowl and the goblet:
Are gathered between al-Tas and al-Jam,
أَلَمْdid ... not? أَقُلْI say لكَto you إِنَّthat البَغْيَtransgression مَهْلَكَةٌa cause of ruin
أَلَمْ أَقُلْ لكَ إِنَّ البَغْيَ مَهْلَكَةٌ
والبَغْيُand transgression والعُجْبُand conceit إفسادٌcorruption لأقوامِfor peoples
والبَغْيُ والعُجْبُ إفسادٌ لأقوامِ
Did I not tell you that transgression brings ruin,
"Did I not tell you that transgression is ruinous
And that transgression and conceit corrupt peoples?
And transgression and pride corrupt men?
قدindeed كنتَyou used to تَفْرَقُfear مِنْfrom سَهْمٍan arrow بغانيةٍfrom a beautiful woman
قد كنتَ تَفْرَقُ مِنْ سَهْمٍ بغانيةٍ
فصرتَso you became غيرَnot رَميمٍdecayed رُقْعَةَthe target الرَّاميof the archer
فصرتَ غيرَ رَميمٍ رُقْعَةَ الرَّامي
You once feared an arrow from a beautiful woman,
You once fled from a few stray arrows
Yet you became, not yet decayed, the archer's target.
Yet now you are patchwork pierced by every archer;
وكنتَand you used to تَفْزَعُbe frightened مِنْby لَمْسٍa touch ومِنْand by قُبَلٍkisses
وكنتَ تَفْزَعُ مِنْ لَمْسٍ ومِنْ قُبَلٍ
فقدso indeed ذَلَلْتَyou yielded لإِسْراجٍto saddling وإِلْجامِand bridling
فقد ذَلَلْتَ لإِسْراجٍ وإِلْجامِ
And you used to fear a touch and kisses,
You once shied from a mere touch or kiss
But now you have yielded to saddling and bridling.
Yet now are tamed by bridle and halter."
إنْif تَدْمَbleed فَخْذاكَyour two thighs مِنْfrom رَكْضٍgalloping فَرُبّمَتَأthen perhaps (text uncertain)
إنْ تَدْمَ فَخْذاكَ مِنْ رَكْضٍ فَرُبّمَتَأ
أُمْسيI spend the evening وقَلْبيand my heart عليكَfor you الموجَعُaching الدَّاميbleeding
أُمْسي وقَلْبي عليكَ الموجَعُ الدَّامي
If your thighs bleed from galloping, then perhaps
If your thighs are ripped by the ride, though you come
I will spend the evening, my heart aching and bleeding for you.
At eve, my agonized heart still bleeds for you.
Sol 6.1