إِنَّindeed تَميماًTamim كُلُّevery جَدٍّforefather لِجَدِّهاbefore its forefather
إِنَّ تَميماً كُلُّ جَدٍّ لِجَدِّها
يَذُلُّbows in submission لِفَرّاسِbefore the crusher of الجُدودِforefathers كَلاكِلُهhis breasts
يَذُلُّ لِفَرّاسِ الجُدودِ كَلاكِلُه
Indeed, Tamim: every forefather, before its forefather,
Tamim, with all her valor, bows
bows his breast before the crusher of forefathers,
To the keen lynx of valiant souls.
لَأَصيَدَindeed a proud lord لَوif يُلقيhe lays عَلىupon رُكنِthe flank of يَذبُلٍYadhbul
لَأَصيَدَ لَو يُلقي عَلى رُكنِ يَذبُلٍ
يَدَيهِhis two hands إِذاًthen لَاِنقَضَّwould surely tumble down مِنهُfrom it جَنادِلُهits great rocks
يَدَيهِ إِذاً لَاِنقَضَّ مِنهُ جَنادِلُه
a proud lord indeed—were he to lay upon Yadhbul's flank
Though on a mountain peak she stood,
his hands, its great rocks would then tumble down from it.
Her hands would fail her if it willed.
وَإِنّيand indeed I لَمِمّاindeed often أَجشُمُI make endure الخَصمَthe adversary جَهدَهُhis utmost toil
وَإِنّي لَمِمّا أَجشُمُ الخَصمَ جَهدَهُ
وَلَوand even if كَثُرَتbecame numerous عُرّامُهُhis fierce men وَمَحاوِلُهand his crafty champions
وَلَو كَثُرَت عُرّامُهُ وَمَحاوِلُه
And I do often drive my adversary to his utmost effort,
My nature is to crush my foe,
even if his fierce men and crafty champions are many.
Though his allies and plots be many.
وَشَيَّبَنيand has turned me grey أَنthat لاdoes not يَزالَcease مُرَجَّمٌconjectured talk
وَشَيَّبَني أَن لا يَزالَ مُرَجَّمٌ
مِنَof القَولِspeech مَأثورٌpassed down خِفافٌlight مَحامِلُهits carriers
مِنَ القَولِ مَأثورٌ خِفافٌ مَحامِلُه
And it has greyed me that some conjectured utterance is always
I'm saddened that one still maligned
passed on in speech, so lightly carried:
Should mouth at me his babbling lies.
تَقَوَّلَهُfabricated it غَيريsomeone other than me لِآخَرَfor another مِثلِهِlike him
تَقَوَّلَهُ غَيري لِآخَرَ مِثلِهِ
وَيُرمىand is hurled بِهِwith it رَأسيmy head وَيُترَكَand is left alone قائِلُهits speaker
وَيُرمى بِهِ رَأسي وَيُترَكَ قائِلُه
someone else made it up for another like himself,
Another quotes him word for word
yet my head is pelted with it, while its speaker is left alone.
And throws his taunts into my face.
فَماso not كُلُّevery مَنone who يَظُّنَّنيsuspects me أَناI مُعتِبٌone who appeases
فَما كُلُّ مَن يَظُّنَّني أَنا مُعتِبٌ
وَلاnor كُلُّevery مَنone who قَدalready خافَنيfeared me أَناI قاتِلُهhis killer
وَلا كُلُّ مَن قَد خافَني أَنا قاتِلُه
So I do not appease everyone who suspects me,
Not all who think me quick to blame,
nor do I kill everyone who has feared me.
Nor all who fear me, I would kill.
أَرىI see كُلُّevery مَنone who صَلّىprayed يُصَلّيprays وَراءَناbehind us
أَرى كُلُّ مَن صَلّى يُصَلّي وَراءَنا
وَكُلُّand every غُلامٍboy يَنسِلُis born العامَthis year قابِلُهthe year following it
وَكُلُّ غُلامٍ يَنسِلُ العامَ قابِلُه
I see everyone who has prayed praying behind us,
I see those praying follow us,
and every boy born this year, in the year to come,
Each lad the coming year awaits.
إِماماًa leader لَناfor us مِنّاfrom among us تَرىyou see كُلَّevery راغِبٍseeker
إِماماً لَنا مِنّا تَرى كُلَّ راغِبٍ
مِنَamong الناسِthe people مَنبوطاًoutstretched (uncertain reading) إِلَيهِtoward him أَنامِلُهhis fingertips
مِنَ الناسِ مَنبوطاً إِلَيهِ أَنامِلُه
a leader for us, one of our own; you see every seeker
The people's eager hands reach out
among the people, with his fingertips [outstretched] toward him.
To us for guidance, as their imam.
Sol 6.1