ماnot زِلتُI ceased أَرميI pelt الكَلبَthe dog حَتّىuntil تَرَكتُهُI left him
ما زِلتُ أَرمي الكَلبَ حَتّى تَرَكتُهُ
كَسيرَbroken جَناحٍwing ماnot تَقومُhold firm جَبايِرُهhis splints
كَسيرَ جَناحٍ ما تَقومُ جَبايِرُه
I kept pelting the dog until I left him
I kept pelting the dog until I made him
Broken-winged, his splints unable to hold firm.
Like a broken-winged bird, with no power in its wings.
فَأَقعىso he squatted عَلىon أَذنابِtails أَلأَمِthe basest مَعشَرٍfolk
فَأَقعى عَلى أَذنابِ أَلأَمِ مَعشَرٍ
عَلىin مَضَضٍpain مِنّيfrom me وَذَلَّتand were humbled عَشائِرُهhis clans
عَلى مَضَضٍ مِنّي وَذَلَّت عَشائِرُه
So he squatted on the tails of the basest folk,
So I crouched over the tails of humiliated kinsfolk
In pain because of me, and his clans were humbled.
Suffering from my bile, their clans humbled.
أَخوa brother of الحَربِwar إِنif عَضَّتit bit بِهِinto him فَلَّgrew blunt نابُهاits fang
أَخو الحَربِ إِن عَضَّت بِهِ فَلَّ نابُها
وَسَبّاقُand a front-runner to غاياتٍgoals وَمَجدٍand glory يُساوِرُهhe strives to seize it
وَسَبّاقُ غاياتٍ وَمَجدٍ يُساوِرُه
A brother to war: if it bites him, its fang grows blunt,
War's brother, if it bites him its fang falls out.
And foremost in the race for goals and the glory he strives to seize.
He races to the peaks of glory, keeping pace with it.
Sol 6.1