فَتَغّيَرَت إِلا مَلاعبها

فَتَغّيَرَت إِلا مَلاعبها

وَمعرَّساً مِن جَونَةٍ ظَهرِ

وَمعرَّساً مِن جَونَةٍ ظَهرِ

So it changed, save for her places of play,

Nothing has changed but their playgrounds,

and the resting place of a black-backed cauldron.

And smooth-backed hills instead of sand dunes.

عُرِشَ الثَّقابُ لَها بِدارِ إِقامةٍ

عُرِشَ الثَّقابُ لَها بِدارِ إِقامةٍ

لِلحيِّ بَينَ نَظائرٍ وِترِ

لِلحيِّ بَينَ نَظائرٍ وِترِ

Kindling was piled up for it at a settled abode

The Pleiades have pitched their tents for them

for the tribe, between matching stones, odd in number.

Among equals where darkness reigns.

فَرَموا بِهنَّ نحور أَودِيَةٍ

فَرَموا بِهنَّ نحور أَودِيَةٍ

مِن درّ بَين أَناصِبٍ غُبرِ

مِن درّ بَين أَناصِبٍ غُبرِ

Then they cast them into the throats of valleys

And they have cast them into the bellies of valleys

of Darr, among gray standing stones.

Of unpolished pearls amid grey slopes.