هَلdid? سَرَّpleased أَولادَsons of اللَقيطَةِthe foundling woman أَنَّناthat we
هَل سَرَّ أَولادَ اللَقيطَةِ أَنَّنا
سِلمٌat peace غَداةَon the morning of فَوارِسِthe horsemen of المِقدادِal-Miqdād
سِلمٌ غَداةَ فَوارِسِ المِقدادِ
Did it please the foundling woman's sons that we
Did the sons of Al-Liqa'a rejoice
were at peace on the morning of al-Miqdād's horsemen?
When we were, at dawn, lances for Al-Miqdad?
كُنّاwe were ثَمانِيَةًeight وَكانواand they were جَحفَلاًa great host
كُنّا ثَمانِيَةً وَكانوا جَحفَلاً
لَجِباًclamorous فَشُلّواso they were driven off بِالرِماحِby spears بَدادِin all directions
لَجِباً فَشُلّوا بِالرِماحِ بَدادِ
We were eight, while they were a great host,
We were eight while they were a horde
clamorous; yet spears drove them off in all directions.
Rough, who failed with spears of misfortune.
لَوْلاbut for الّذيwhat لاقَتthey suffered وَمَسand touched نُسورَهاtheir hoof-frogs
لَوْلا الّذي لاقَت وَمَس نُسورَها
بِجَنوبِsouth of سايَةَSāya أَمسِyesterday بِالتَقوادِthrough being led
بِجَنوبِ سايَةَ أَمسِ بِالتَقوادِ
But for what they had suffered, which also hurt their hoof-frogs
Were it not for Him whom her eagles met
south of Sāya yesterday through being led—
At the south of Sayya yesterday feeding,
أَفنىwore away دَوابِرَهاtheir hoof-heels وَلاحَand wasted مُتونَهاtheir backs
أَفنى دَوابِرَها وَلاحَ مُتونَها
يَومٌa day تُقادُthey are led بِهِduring it وَيَومُand a day of طِرادِpursuit
يَومٌ تُقادُ بِهِ وَيَومُ طِرادِ
their heels were worn down and their backs wasted
Who destroyed their battalions and glistened their backs
by a day of being led and a day of pursuit—
A day when they are driven and a day pursued,
لَلَقينَكُمthey would surely have met you يَحمِلنَthey bear كُلَّevery مُدَجَّجٍfully armed warrior
لَلَقينَكُم يَحمِلنَ كُلَّ مُدَجَّجٍ
حاميguardian of الحَقيقَةِhonor ماجِدِnoble in الأَجدادِforefathers
حامي الحَقيقَةِ ماجِدِ الأَجدادِ
they would surely have met you, bearing every fully armed warrior,
You would have met us carrying every armed man
a guardian of honor, noble in ancestry.
Protector of the truth, glorious like forefathers.
كُنّاwe were مِنَamong الرَسَلِthe unhurried men الَّذينَwho يَلونَكُمfollow close behind you
كُنّا مِنَ الرَسَلِ الَّذينَ يَلونَكُم
إِذwhen تَقذِفونَyou cast loose عِنانَthe reins of كُلِّevery جَوادِsteed
إِذ تَقذِفونَ عِنانَ كُلِّ جَوادِ
We were among the unhurried men close behind you,
We were the messengers who preceded you
when you cast loose the reins of every steed.
When you unleashed the reins of every steed.
كَلّاno indeed وَرَبِّand by the Lord of الراقِصاتِthe dancing she-camels إِلىto مِنىًMinā
كَلّا وَرَبِّ الراقِصاتِ إِلى مِنىً
وَالجائِبينَand those traversing مَخارِمَthe passes of الأَطوادِthe towering mountains
وَالجائِبينَ مَخارِمَ الأَطوادِ
No! By the Lord of the dancing she-camels going to Minā,
No, by the Lord of those swaying to Minna
and of those crossing the passes of towering mountains,
And the bringers of sacrifices on litter,
حَتّىuntil نُبيلَwe cause to urinate الخَيلَthe horses فيin عَرَصاتِكُمyour courtyards
حَتّى نُبيلَ الخَيلَ في عَرَصاتِكُم
وَنَؤوبَand we return بِالمَلِكاتِwith the wives وَالأَولادِand the children
وَنَؤوبَ بِالمَلِكاتِ وَالأَولادِ
until we make the horses urinate in your courtyards,
Until we train horses in your horse-pastures
and return with the wives and children,
And return with the queens and children,
زَهواًproudly بِكُلِّon every مُقَلِّصٍlong-legged steed وَطِمِرَّةٍand fleet mare
زَهواً بِكُلِّ مُقَلِّصٍ وَطِمِرَّةٍ
فيin كُلِّevery مُعتَرَكٍbattlefield عَطَفنَthey wheeled وَوادِand valley
في كُلِّ مُعتَرَكٍ عَطَفنَ وَوادِ
proudly, on every long-legged steed and fleet mare
Boasting of every coward and sly one
that wheeled in every battlefield and valley.
In every battlefield we turned and valley,
فَكَذاكَso it is إِنَّindeed جِيادَناour steeds مَلبونَةٌmilk-fed
فَكَذاكَ إِنَّ جِيادَنا مَلبونَةٌ
وَالحَربُand war مُشعَلَةٌset ablaze بِريحِby the wind of غَوادِdawn-going steeds
وَالحَربُ مُشعَلَةٌ بِريحِ غَوادِ
So it is: our steeds are indeed milk-fed,
So our steeds are high-spirited
and war is kindled by the wind of dawn-going steeds.
And war is kindled with the winds of misfortune,
وَسُيوفُناand our swords بيضُwhite الحَدائِدِthe iron blades تَجتَليstrip away
وَسُيوفُنا بيضُ الحَدائِدِ تَجتَلي
جُنَنَshields الحَديدِiron وَهامَةَand the skull of المُرتادِthe raider
جُنَنَ الحَديدِ وَهامَةَ المُرتادِ
And our swords, white-bladed, strip away
Our white-bladed swords flash
iron shields and the raider's skull.
The madness of iron and resolve of the frequenter of the battlefields.
أَخَذَhemmed in الإِلَهُGod عَلَيهِمُupon them لِحَرامِهِfor His sacred bounds
أَخَذَ الإِلَهُ عَلَيهِمُ لِحَرامِهِ
وَلِعِزَّةِand for the might of الرَحمَنِthe Merciful بِالأَسدادِwith barriers
وَلِعِزَّةِ الرَحمَنِ بِالأَسدادِ
God hemmed them in for His sacred bounds,
God took a vow against them for violating His taboo
and for the Merciful's might, with barriers.
And the Honour of the Merciful with contracts.
كانواthey were بِدارٍin a home ناعِمينَliving at ease فَبُدِّلواso they were given instead
كانوا بِدارٍ ناعِمينَ فَبُدِّلوا
أَيّامَin the days of ذيDhū قَرَدٍQarad وُجوهَthe faces of عِبادِslaves
أَيّامَ ذي قَرَدٍ وُجوهَ عِبادِ
They lived at ease in their home, but were given instead,
They were living comfortably in a house but were changed
in the days of Dhū Qarad, the faces of slaves.
To faces of monkeys and servants of Jurud.
Sol 6.1