كَلْبٌKalb قَبيليmy tribe وكَلْبٌand Kalb خيرُthe best مَنْthose whom وَلَدَتْshe bore
كَلْبٌ قَبيلي وكَلْبٌ خيرُ مَنْ وَلَدَتْ
حَوَّاءُمِنْEve, from among عَرَبٍArabs غُرٍّillustrious ومِنْand from among عَجَمِnon-Arabs
حَوَّاءُمِنْ عَرَبٍ غُرٍّ ومِنْ عَجَمِ
Kalb is my tribe, and Kalb are the best of those born
A tribal dog, and a dog is better than
to Eve, among illustrious Arabs and among non-Arabs.
All the sons Hawwa bore, be they Arabs or not.
وعَيّرتْناand she reproached us وماnot إِنْemphatic particle طُلَّwas shed unavenged فيat أُحُدٍUhud
وعَيّرتْنا وما إِنْ طُلَّ في أُحُدٍ
وطُلَّand was shed unavenged فيat مُؤْتَةٍMu'ta والدِّينُand the faith لَمْhad not يرمِshoot
وطُلَّ في مُؤْتَةٍ والدِّينُ لَمْ يرمِ
And she reproached us, though no blood went unavenged at Uhud,
You reviled us, though never in Uhud
nor at Mu'ta, while the faith had not yet learned to shoot.
Did we fail, nor in Mu'tah when faith was yet green.
غَداةَon the morning of مُؤْتَةَMu'ta والإِشْراكُand idolatry مُكْتَهِلٌmiddle-aged
غَداةَ مُؤْتَةَ والإِشْراكُ مُكْتَهِلٌ
والدِّينُand the faith أَمْرَدُbeardless لَمْhad not يَيْفَعْreach adolescence فَيَحْتَلِمِso as to have a wet dream
والدِّينُ أَمْرَدُ لَمْ يَيْفَعْ فَيَحْتَلِمِ
On the morning of Mu'ta, idolatry was middle-aged,
The morn of Mu'tah, pagans drank deep;
while faith was beardless, not yet grown enough to have a wet dream.
Faith was limp, no strength left, no vigor or vim.
ويَوْمَand on the day of صِفِّينَSiffin مِنْfrom بَعْدِafter الخَريبةِal-Khariba كَمْhow much
ويَوْمَ صِفِّينَ مِنْ بَعْدِ الخَريبةِ كَمْ
دَمٍblood أُطِلَّwas shed unavenged لنصرِto support الدِّينِthe faith إِثْرَfollowing دَمِblood
دَمٍ أُطِلَّ لنصرِ الدِّينِ إِثْرَ دَمِ
And on the day of Siffin, after al-Khariba, how much
And the day of Siffin, after days so harsh,
blood was shed unavenged to uphold the faith, blood after blood!
How much blood was shed for faith, after blood so grim!
وفيand at الفُراتِthe Euphrates فِداءَas ransom for السِّبْطِthe grandson قدindeed تُرِكَتْwere left
وفي الفُراتِ فِداءَ السِّبْطِ قد تُرِكَتْ
أَشْلاؤناour torn limbs فيin الوَغَىthe battle لَحْماًas meat علىupon وَضَمِa board for meat
أَشْلاؤنا في الوَغَى لَحْماً على وَضَمِ
And at the Euphrates, as ransom for the Grandson, were left
In Euphrates, for Al Sibt we were left as
our torn limbs amid the fray, meat upon a butcher's board.
Meat, limbs strewn, moist flesh on dry bone, so slim.
غَداةَon the morning when شَالَتْrose and fled مِنَfrom التّقْوىpiety نَعامتهاits ostrich
غَداةَ شَالَتْ مِنَ التّقْوى نَعامتها
وآذَنَتْand warned صَعَقَاتُthunderbolts الحَقِّthe truth بالنِّقَمِof punishments
وآذَنَتْ صَعَقَاتُ الحَقِّ بالنِّقَمِ
On the morning when piety's ostrich rose and fled,
When the ostrich of piety tucked in her feathers,
and truth's thunderbolts warned of retribution.
And the thunder of truth yelled its warning, its threat.
إِنْif تَعْبِسيyou frown لَدَمٍat blood مِنّاfrom us هُريقَwas poured out بهاin it
إِنْ تَعْبِسي لَدَمٍ مِنّا هُريقَ بها
فقدso indeed حَقَنّاwe spared دَمَthe blood of الإسلامِIslam فابْتَسِمِيso smile
فقد حَقَنّا دَمَ الإسلامِ فابْتَسِمِي
If you frown at blood of ours poured out there,
If my face is clouded, ‘tis but blood of ours
then we have kept Islam's blood from spilling—so smile.
That was shed; we poured ours to defend the true dream.
فاقْعُدْso sit وقُمْand stand عالماًknowing أَنْthat لَوْif تُطَوِّقَهاyou encircle her
فاقْعُدْ وقُمْ عالماً أَنْ لَوْ تُطَوِّقَها
بغَيْرِwith anyone but أَحْمَدَAhmad لَمْwould not تَقْعُدْyou sit ولَمْand would not تَقُمِyou stand
بغَيْرِ أَحْمَدَ لَمْ تَقْعُدْ ولَمْ تَقُمِ
So sit and stand, knowing that, were you to encircle her
So sit or stand knowing that, were you girded
with anyone but Ahmad, you could neither sit nor stand.
By other than Ahmad's own House, you'd not rise or sit.
أقامَraised حِصْنٌHisn عليهمover them حِصنa fortress of مَكْرمَةٍhonor
أقامَ حِصْنٌ عليهم حِصن مَكْرمَةٍ
يَرْتَجُّtrembles طَوْداهُits two mountains بالنُّقْمَىwith vengeance وبالنِّعَمِand with blessings
يَرْتَجُّ طَوْداهُ بالنُّقْمَى وبالنِّعَمِ
Hisn raised over them a fortress of honor,
A castle they built, Castle Quraysh so strong
whose two mountains tremble with vengeance and with blessings.
That it shook with indulgence, pleasure, and whim.
إذاwhen غَدَتْset out in the morning خيلُهُمْtheir horses تَخْديmove swiftly بهمْwith them خَبَباًat a trot
إذا غَدَتْ خيلُهُمْ تَخْدي بهمْ خَبَباً
لنجدةٍto give aid عَدَتِoutran الآجالَdeath's appointed times فيin الخَذَمِswift strides
لنجدةٍ عَدَتِ الآجالَ في الخَذَمِ
When their horses set out, bearing them at a trot
When their steeds crept up slow, dragging their riders to
to give aid, they outstrip death's appointed hours with swift strides.
Succor the causes whose time is running thin.
كَمْhow often عَرَّضُواthey exposed أَيْدِياًhands بِيضاًwhite مُكَرَّمَةًhonored
كَمْ عَرَّضُوا أَيْدِياً بِيضاً مُكَرَّمَةً
للعُدْمِto poverty مِنْbecause of طولِthe long duration ماthat انْتَاشُواthey rescued مِنَfrom العَدَمِdestitution
للعُدْمِ مِنْ طولِ ما انْتَاشُوا مِنَ العَدَمِ
How often they exposed white, honored hands
How they held forth their noble hands, white as pearls,
to poverty, from having so long rescued others from want!
To doom, after glory of all they had been!
أُسْدٌlions يَرَوْنَthey regard الرَّدىdeath المُفْضيwhich leads بأَنْفُسِهِمْwith their very selves
أُسْدٌ يَرَوْنَ الرَّدى المُفْضي بأَنْفُسِهِمْ
إلىto الثّرَىthe dust عُمُراًa lifetime يُفْضِيleads إلىto الهَرَمِold age
إلى الثّرَى عُمُراً يُفْضِي إلى الهَرَمِ
Lions who regard death, which carries their very selves
A lion they were; and life to them meant only
to the dust, as a lifetime that leads to old age.
Gift of themselves to dust, from vigor to rim.
Sol 6.1