فِدىًa ransom لَكُماfor you both رِجْلَيَّmy two legs أُمِّيmy mother وخَالَتِيand my maternal aunt
فِدىً لَكُما رِجْلَيَّ أُمِّي وخَالَتِي
بِسَعْيِكُماfor your running, you two بَيْنَbetween الصَّفاthe smooth rocks والأَثَائِبِand the fig trees
بِسَعْيِكُما بَيْنَ الصَّفا والأَثَائِبِ
May my mother and aunt be your ransom, my two legs,
My mother's and aunt's feet are a ransom for you both
for your running between the smooth rocks and the fig trees,
For your toil between al-Safa and al-Marwah's hills
أَوَانَwhen سَمِعْتُI heard الَقْومَthe men خَلْفيِbehind me كَأَنَّهُمْas though they were
أَوَانَ سَمِعْتُ الَقْومَ خَلْفيِ كَأَنَّهُمْ
حَرِيقُa blaze أَباءٍreed beds فيin الرياحِthe winds الثَّواقِبِpiercing
حَرِيقُ أَباءٍ في الرياحِ الثَّواقِبِ
when I heard the men behind me, as though they were
When I heard the people behind me, it was as if
a reed-bed blaze in piercing winds.
They were a blazing fire amidst the piercing winds
سُيُوفُهمtheir swords تَغْشَىassail الجَبَانَthe coward ونَبلُهُمْand their arrows
سُيُوفُهم تَغْشَى الجَبَانَ ونَبلُهُمْ
يُضِيُءkindle لِدىamong الأَقْوامthe bands of men نَاَرthe fire of الحُباحِبِHubahib
يُضِيُء لِدى الأَقْوام نَاَر الحُباحِبِ
Their swords assail the coward, and their arrows
Their swords overwhelm the coward and their arrows
kindle Hubahib's fire among the bands.
Illuminate the tribes like the flames of embers
فَغَيْرُso other than قِتاليmy fighting فيin المَضِيقِthe narrow pass أَغَاثَنيِsaved me
فَغَيْرُ قِتالي في المَضِيقِ أَغَاثَنيِ
ولَكِنَّbut بَذْلِيmy exerting الشَّدَّswift running غَيْرَnot الأكِاذِبِfalsehoods
ولَكِنَّ بَذْلِي الشَّدَّ غَيْرَ الأكِاذِبِ
So it was not my fighting in the narrow pass that saved me,
But it was not my fighting in the narrow pass that saved me
but my giving all to running—not false boasts.
Rather my utmost effort not vain boasts
حَطَطْتُI sped away علىon جَنْبِيmy side الشِّمالِthe left وَعَيَّعُواand they shouted
حَطَطْتُ على جَنْبِي الشِّمالِ وَعَيَّعُوا
حُطُوطَthe headlong rush of رَبَاعٍa mature camel مُحْضِرswift الجَرْيِin running قَاربِbound for water
حُطُوطَ رَبَاعٍ مُحْضِر الجَرْيِ قَاربِ
I sped away, leaning left, while they shouted,
I leaned on my left side and they shouted
with the headlong rush of a mature camel racing toward water.
The shouts of a poet composing near the well
نَجَوْتُI escaped نجَاءًa swift escape لاnot أَطُبُّكَI teach you طِبَّهits art
نَجَوْتُ نجَاءً لا أَطُبُّكَ طِبَّه
ويَنْزوand leaps بَشِيرٌBashir نزْوَthe leaping of أَزْعَرَa sparsely feathered ostrich خَاضِبِred-legged
ويَنْزو بَشِيرٌ نزْوَ أَزْعَرَ خَاضِبِ
I made a swift escape whose art I cannot teach you,
I escaped an escape I do not praise to you
and Bashir leapt like a sparsely feathered, red-legged ostrich.
While the harbinger heralds like a squint-eyed disputant
وَجَدْتُI found بعيراًa camel هامِلاًstraying unattended فرَكِبْتُهso I mounted it
وَجَدْتُ بعيراً هامِلاً فرَكِبْتُه
فَكاَدتْand it almost تَكُونُproved to be شَرَّthe worst رَّكْبةِride رَاكِبِof a rider
فَكاَدتْ تَكُونُ شَرَّ رَّكْبةِ رَاكِبِ
I found a stray camel and mounted it;
I found a burdened camel so I rode it
and it nearly proved the worst ride a rider ever had—
Nearly becoming the worst rider
أبَىthe sire of وأَلاتٍfleet-running ostrich hens قَدْalready تَحصْحَصَhad grown sparse ريشُهُhis plumage
أبَى وأَلاتٍ قَدْ تَحصْحَصَ ريشُهُ
يِجِيءَhe comes بِأَوْبِwith the sweeping strides of الشَّدِّrunning مِنْfrom كُلِّevery جانِبِside
يِجِيءَ بِأَوْبِ الشَّدِّ مِنْ كُلِّ جانِبِ
on a sire of fleet-running ostrich hens, whose plumage had grown sparse,
It refused and twisted, its feathers rustling
coming with sweeping strides from every side.
Coming with the difficulty from every side
كَأنَّas though رَوَاُقَيْthe two flaps of ظُلَّةٍa canopy غَامِدِيَّةof Ghamid
كَأنَّ رَوَاُقَيْ ظُلَّةٍ غَامِدِيَّة
عَلىover ماَwhat أَقَلَّheld aloft رأْسُهhis head بالمناكِبِat the shoulders
عَلى ماَ أَقَلَّ رأْسُه بالمناكِبِ
It was as though the two flaps of a Ghamidi canopy
As if its litters were a shadowed late morning
hung over the shoulders that held his head aloft.
Lowering its head to the camel litter
Sol 6.1