كَأَنَّas though فَريدَةًa solitary wild cow سَفعاءَdark-faced راحَتset out at dusk
كَأَنَّ فَريدَةً سَفعاءَ راحَت
بِرَحليbearing my saddle أَوor بَكَرتُI set out early بِهاupon her اِبتِكاراat earliest dawn
بِرَحلي أَو بَكَرتُ بِها اِبتِكارا
As though a lone, dark-faced wild cow set out at dusk
bearing my saddle—or I rode her at earliest dawn.
لَهاshe has بِدُخولِat Dukhul حَومَلَHawmal بَحزَجِيٌّa young wild-ox calf
لَها بِدُخولِ حَومَلَ بَحزَجِيٌّ
تَرىyou see فيin لَونِthe color of جُدَّتِهِhis stripe اِحمِراراa reddish tinge
تَرى في لَونِ جُدَّتِهِ اِحمِرارا
At Dukhul of Hawmal she has a young calf,
in whose stripe you see a reddish tinge,
كَلَونِlike the color of الأَرضِthe earth يَرقُدُhe sleeps حَيثُwhere يُضحيhe spends the morning
كَلَونِ الأَرضِ يَرقُدُ حَيثُ يُضحي
بِأَعلىat the top of التَلعِthe slopes أَضمَرَتِshe harbored الحِذاراfear
بِأَعلى التَلعِ أَضمَرَتِ الحِذارا
like the earth’s color. He sleeps where he spends the morning,
high on the slopes; she harbored fear
عَلَيهِfor him فَلَمyet did not يَئِلhe escape وَرَأىand saw خَليعٌan outcast
عَلَيهِ فَلَم يَئِل وَرَأى خَليعٌ
قَليلُhaving little الشَيءِproperty يَتَّبِعُhe roams القِفاراthe wastelands
قَليلُ الشَيءِ يَتَّبِعُ القِفارا
for him, yet he found no escape; an outcast saw—
a man of few possessions, roaming the wastes—
تَحَرّيهاher seeking إِلَيهِtoward him وَحَيثُand where تَنأىshe goes far away
تَحَرّيها إِلَيهِ وَحَيثُ تَنأى
بِشَقِّwith great strain upon النَفسِthe soul تَرهَبُshe fears أَنthat يُضاراhe might be harmed
بِشَقِّ النَفسِ تَرهَبُ أَن يُضارا
how she sought him out, and where she wandered far,
with great distress, fearing he might be harmed.
إِذاwhenever جَمَعَتshe gathered لَهُfor him لَبَناًmilk أَتَتهُshe came to him
إِذا جَمَعَت لَهُ لَبَناً أَتَتهُ
بِضَهلِwith the scant flow of وَتينِهاher life-vein تَخشىshe fears الغِراراa dwindling milk supply
بِضَهلِ وَتينِها تَخشى الغِرارا
Whenever she gathered milk for him, she came to him
with her life-vein’s scant flow, fearing her milk would dwindle.
فَأَوجَسَthen detected سَمعُهاher hearing مِنهُfrom him فَأَصغَتso she listened
فَأَوجَسَ سَمعُها مِنهُ فَأَصغَت
غَماغِمَmuffled cries بِالصَريمَةِin the sandy tract أَوor خُواراa bellow
غَماغِمَ بِالصَريمَةِ أَو خُوارا
Then her ear caught something from him, and she listened:
muffled cries in the sandy tract, or a bellow.
فَطافَتthen she circled بِالهَبيرِthrough the hollow بِحَيثُwhere كانَتshe had been
فَطافَت بِالهَبيرِ بِحَيثُ كانَت
بِدِرَّتِهاwith her flowing milk تَعَهَّدُهُshe tended him مِراراrepeatedly
بِدِرَّتِها تَعَهَّدُهُ مِرارا
Then she circled the hollow where she had
tended him with her flowing milk, time after time.
فَلاقَتthen she found حَيثُwhere كانَhe had been دَماًblood وَمَسكاًand a hide
فَلاقَت حَيثُ كانَ دَماً وَمَسكاً
حَديثَrecent in العَهدِage قَدalready سَدِكَhad clung to الغُباراthe dust
حَديثَ العَهدِ قَد سَدِكَ الغُبارا
She found, where he had been, blood and a hide,
still fresh, already stuck fast to the dust.
فَراحَتthen she sped away كَالشِهابِlike a firebrand رَمىhurled عِشاءًat nightfall
فَراحَت كَالشِهابِ رَمى عِشاءً
بِهِit الغُلمانُthe boys تَقتَحِمُshe plunges through الخَباراthe soft, pitted ground
بِهِ الغُلمانُ تَقتَحِمُ الخَبارا
Then she sped away like a firebrand hurled at nightfall
by boys—she plunged through the soft, pitted ground.
فَتِلكَso that one كَأَنَّas though راحِلَتيmy riding-camel اِستَعارَتborrowed
فَتِلكَ كَأَنَّ راحِلَتي اِستَعارَت
قَوائِمَهاher legs الخَوانِفَswerving sideways وَالفَقاراand the backbone
قَوائِمَها الخَوانِفَ وَالفَقارا
So my riding-camel seems to have borrowed from that cow
her swerving legs and her backbone.
وَإِنّاand indeed we أَهلُpeople of بادِيَةٍthe desert وَلَسناand we are not
وَإِنّا أَهلُ بادِيَةٍ وَلَسنا
بِأَهلِpeople of دَراهِمٍsilver dirhams حَضَرواwho settled in القَراراpermanent abodes
بِأَهلِ دَراهِمٍ حَضَروا القَرارا
And we are people of the desert; we are not
owners of silver dirhams, settled in permanent homes.
أُزَكّيI pay alms-tax on عِندَbefore إِبراهيمَIbrahim ماليmy wealth
أُزَكّي عِندَ إِبراهيمَ مالي
وَأَغرِمَand I pay fines عَنon behalf of عُصاةِthe unruly among بَنيthe sons of نَواراNawar
وَأَغرِمَ عَن عُصاةِ بَني نَوارا
I pay the alms-tax on my wealth before Ibrahim,
and pay fines for the unruly among Nawar’s sons.
فَإِلّاso unless يَدفَعُwards off الجَرّاحُal-Jarrah عَنّيfrom me
فَإِلّا يَدفَعُ الجَرّاحُ عَنّي
أَكُنI shall be نَجماًa star بِغَربِin the west of الأَرضِthe earth غاراthat vanished
أَكُن نَجماً بِغَربِ الأَرضِ غارا
Unless al-Jarrah wards this off from me,
I shall be a star that vanishes in the earth’s west.
Sol 6.1