أَلاah حَيِّgreet مِنof أَهلِthe people of المَحَبَّةِlove مَنزِلاa dwelling
أَلا حَيِّ مِن أَهلِ المَحَبَّةِ مَنزِلا
تَبَدَّلَhas changed مِنfrom أَيّامِهِits former days ماwhat تَبَدَّلاhas changed
تَبَدَّلَ مِن أَيّامِهِ ما تَبَدَّلا
Ah, greet a dwelling of the people of love,
changed from its former days—how greatly changed!
أُبِنtell plainly ليto me سَقاكَmay it water you الغَيثُthe rain حَتّىuntil تَمَلَّهُyou tire of it
أُبِن لي سَقاكَ الغَيثُ حَتّى تَمَلَّهُ
عَنِabout الآنِسِthe familiar companion المَفقودِthe missing one أَينَwhere تَحَمَّلاhe departed
عَنِ الآنِسِ المَفقودِ أَينَ تَحَمَّلا
Tell me—may rain water you until you tire of it—
of the lost companion: where did he journey?
كَأَنَّas though التَصابيyouthful dalliance كانَwas تَعريسَthe night halt of نازِلٍa traveler
كَأَنَّ التَصابي كانَ تَعريسَ نازِلٍ
ثَوىhe stayed ساعَةًan hour مِنof لَيلِهِhis night وَتَرَحَّلاand he departed
ثَوى ساعَةً مِن لَيلِهِ وَتَرَحَّلا
Youthful dalliance was like a traveler’s night halt:
he stayed an hour of his night, then journeyed on.
وَماءٍand a pool كَأُفقِlike the horizon of الصُبحِdawn صافٍclear جِمامُهُits gathered waters
وَماءٍ كَأُفقِ الصُبحِ صافٍ جِمامُهُ
دَفَعتُI drove away القَطاthe sandgrouse عَنهُfrom it وَخَفَّفتُand I eased كَلكَلاa heavy breast
دَفَعتُ القَطا عَنهُ وَخَفَّفتُ كَلكَلا
And a pool, its gathered waters clear as dawn’s horizon:
I drove the sandgrouse from it and eased a heavy breast.
إِذاwhenever اِستَجفَلَتهُstartled it الريحُthe wind جالَتswirled قَذاتُهُits floating specks
إِذا اِستَجفَلَتهُ الريحُ جالَت قَذاتُهُ
وَجُرِّدَand it was unsheathed مِنfrom أَغمادِهِits sheaths فَتَسَلسَلاthen it rippled
وَجُرِّدَ مِن أَغمادِهِ فَتَسَلسَلا
Whenever the wind startled it, its floating specks swirled,
and, drawn from its sheaths, it rippled.
زَجَرتُI drove away بِهِat it سِيّاحَthe wanderers of قَفرٍa desert كَأَنَّهُas though it
زَجَرتُ بِهِ سِيّاحَ قَفرٍ كَأَنَّهُ
يَخافُit fears لَجاقاًpursuit أَوor يُبادِرُit races آفِلاa setting sun
يَخافُ لَجاقاً أَو يُبادِرُ آفِلا
I drove the desert’s wanderers from it, as though they
feared pursuit or raced the setting sun.
وَبَيداءَand a desert مِمحالٍbarren أَطارَsent flying بِهاthrough it القَطاthe sandgrouse
وَبَيداءَ مِمحالٍ أَطارَ بِها القَطا
كَماas قَذَفَتhurled أَيديthe hands of المُرامينَrival throwers جَندَلاstones
كَما قَذَفَت أَيدي المُرامينَ جَندَلا
And a barren waste, its sandgrouse sent flying
like stones hurled by rival throwers’ hands:
كَنّيas though I were عَلىupon حَقباءُa white-bellied she-ass تَتلوshe follows لَواحِقاًlean she-asses
كَنّي عَلى حَقباءُ تَتلو لَواحِقاً
غَدَونَthey set out بِإِمساءٍat dusk يُطالِبنَthey seek مَنهَلاa watering place
غَدَونَ بِإِمساءٍ يُطالِبنَ مَنهَلا
as though I rode a white-bellied she-ass following lean companions,
setting out at dusk in search of a watering place.
يُسَوِّقُهاhe drives them طاوٍa gaunt male أَقَبُّhollow-flanked كَأَنَّماas though
يُسَوِّقُها طاوٍ أَقَبُّ كَأَنَّما
يُحَرِّكُsets moving فيwithin حَيزومِهِhis chest النَهقُbraying جُلجَلاa bell
يُحَرِّكُ في حَيزومِهِ النَهقُ جُلجَلا
A gaunt, hollow-flanked male drove them, as though
his braying shook a bell within his chest.
أُتيهَwas brought لَهُfor him لُهفانُa famished man يَخطِرُhe brandishes قَوسَهُhis bow
أُتيهَ لَهُ لُهفانُ يَخطِرُ قَوسَهُ
بِأَصغَرَwith a small one حَنّانِtwanging القَراin the back غَيرَnot أَعزَلاunarmed
بِأَصغَرَ حَنّانِ القَرا غَيرَ أَعزَلا
A famished hunter came his way, flourishing his bow—
a small, singing-backed one—and he was not unarmed.
فَأَودَعَهُthen he placed in it سَهماًan arrow كَمِدرىlike the hairpin of مَواشِطٍwomen combing hair
فَأَودَعَهُ سَهماً كَمِدرى مَواشِطٍ
بَعَثنَthey thrust بِهِwith it فيinto مَفرَقٍa hair-parting فَتَغَلَّلاso it slipped deep
بَعَثنَ بِهِ في مَفرَقٍ فَتَغَلَّلا
Then he fitted it with an arrow like the pin of women combing hair,
which they thrust into a parting, where it slipped deep:
بَطيئاًslow إِذاif أَسرَعتَyou hasten إِطلاقَthe release of فَوقِهِits nock
بَطيئاً إِذا أَسرَعتَ إِطلاقَ فَوقِهِ
وَلَكِنbut إِذاif أَبطَأتَyou delay فيthrough الريحِthe wind عَجَّلاit speeds
وَلَكِن إِذا أَبطَأتَ في الريحِ عَجَّلا
slow if you hasten the release of its nock,
but, if you delay, it speeds through the wind.
أَذَلِكَwas it that one أَمor فَردٌa solitary bull بِقَفرٍin a waste أَجادَهُfavored him
أَذَلِكَ أَم فَردٌ بِقَفرٍ أَجادَهُ
مِنَfrom الغَيثِthe rain أَيكٌa thicket فَرعُهُits bough قَدalready تَهَلَّلاhad spread wide
مِنَ الغَيثِ أَيكٌ فَرعُهُ قَد تَهَلَّلا
Was it that one, or a lone bull in a waste, sheltered
from rain by a thicket whose boughs spread wide,
لَدىduring لَيلَةٍa night خَوّارَةِbellowing المُزنِrain clouds كُلَّماwhenever
لَدى لَيلَةٍ خَوّارَةِ المُزنِ كُلَّما
تَنَفَّسَbreathed فيthrough أَرجائِهاits reaches البَرقُthe lightning أَسبَلاit poured down
تَنَفَّسَ في أَرجائِها البَرقُ أَسبَلا
during a night of bellowing rain clouds, whenever
lightning breathed across its reaches, rain poured down?
كَأَنَّas though عَلَيهاupon it مِنfrom سَقيطِthe fall of قُطارِهاits raindrops
كَأَنَّ عَلَيها مِن سَقيطِ قُطارِها
جُماناًpearls وَهَتgrew weak أَسلاكُهُtheir strings فَتَفَصَّلاso they scattered
جُماناً وَهَت أَسلاكُهُ فَتَفَصَّلا
As though upon it, from its falling showers, lay
pearls whose strings had frayed, and so they scattered.
فَباتَso he spent the night بِلَيلِin the night of العاشِقينَlovers مُسَهَّداًsleepless
فَباتَ بِلَيلِ العاشِقينَ مُسَهَّداً
إِلىuntil أَنthat رَأىhe saw صُبحاًa dawn أَغَرَّwhite-blazed مُحَجَّلاwhite-stockinged
إِلى أَن رَأى صُبحاً أَغَرَّ مُحَجَّلا
So he spent the lovers’ night sleepless,
until he saw dawn, white-blazed and white-stockinged.
فَنَفَّضَthen he shook off عَنfrom سِربالِهِhis coat لُؤلُؤَthe pearls of النَدىdew
فَنَفَّضَ عَن سِربالِهِ لُؤلُؤَ النَدى
وَآيَسَand made despair ذُعراًfear قَلبُهُhis heart فَتَأَمَّلاthen he looked about
وَآيَسَ ذُعراً قَلبُهُ فَتَأَمَّلا
Then he shook the dew’s pearls from his coat;
his heart gave fear no hope, and he looked about.
إِذاwhen هَزَّhe shook قِرنَيهِhis two horns حَسِبتَyou would think أَساوِداًblack snakes
إِذا هَزَّ قِرنَيهِ حَسِبتَ أَساوِداً
سَمَتrose فيinto مَعاليهِhis heights لِتَحتَلَّto occupy مَقتَلاa vital spot
سَمَت في مَعاليهِ لِتَحتَلَّ مَقتَلا
When he shook his two horns, you would think them black snakes
that rose to his crown to settle on a vital spot.
كَأَنَّas though عُروقَthe roots of الدَوحِthe great trees مِنfrom تَحتِهِbeneath him الثَرىthe soil
كَأَنَّ عُروقَ الدَوحِ مِن تَحتِهِ الثَرى
قُوىًstrands مِنof حِبالٍropes أُعجِلَتwere hurried أَنto تُفَتَّلاbe twisted
قُوىً مِن حِبالٍ أُعجِلَت أَن تُفَتَّلا
The great trees’ roots in the soil beneath him seemed
strands of rope, hurried before they could be twisted.
وَداعٍand a caller دَعاcalled وَاللَيلُwhile the night بَينيbetween me وَبَينَهُand between him
وَداعٍ دَعا وَاللَيلُ بَيني وَبَينَهُ
فَكُنتُso I was مَكانَequal to الظَنِّexpectation مِنهُfrom him وَأَفضَلاand better
فَكُنتُ مَكانَ الظَنِّ مِنهُ وَأَفضَلا
And a caller called, with night between me and him;
I proved equal to his hopes, and better.
دَعاhe called ماجِداًa noble man لاnot يَعلَمُknows الشُحَّstinginess قَلبُهُhis heart
دَعا ماجِداً لا يَعلَمُ الشُحَّ قَلبُهُ
إِذاwhenever ماever عَراهُcomes upon him الحَقُّduty يَوماًone day تَهَلَّلاhe beams
إِذا ما عَراهُ الحَقُّ يَوماً تَهَلَّلا
He called a noble man whose heart knows no stinginess,
who beams whenever duty comes to him.
وَأَعدَدتُand I prepared لِلحَربِfor war العَوانِrenewed مُهَنَّداًan Indian-forged sword
وَأَعدَدتُ لِلحَربِ العَوانِ مُهَنَّداً
وَأَسمَرَand a brown spear خَطِّيّاًfrom Khatt إِذاwhen هُزَّit is shaken أَرفَلاit sways
وَأَسمَرَ خَطِّيّاً إِذا هُزَّ أَرفَلا
And I readied for renewed war an Indian-forged sword,
and a brown Khatt spear that sways when shaken,
وَجَيشاًand an army كَرُكنِlike the flank of الطَودِthe mountain رَحباًbroad تَريقُهُits course
وَجَيشاً كَرُكنِ الطَودِ رَحباً تَريقُهُ
إِذاwhenever ماever عَلاit mounted حَزناًrough ground مِنَof الأَرضِthe earth أَسهَلاit made level
إِذا ما عَلا حَزناً مِنَ الأَرضِ أَسهَلا
and an army like a mountain’s flank, broad in its course:
whenever it mounted rugged ground, it made it level.
وَجَرّواand they dragged إِلَيناupon us الحَربَwar حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen غَلَتit boiled
وَجَرّوا إِلَينا الحَربَ حَتّى إِذا غَلَت
وَفارَتand it seethed رَأواthey saw صَبراًsteadfastness عَلىin الحَربِbattle أَفضَلاsuperior
وَفارَت رَأوا صَبراً عَلى الحَربِ أَفضَلا
They dragged war upon us, until, when it boiled
and seethed, they saw a superior steadfastness in battle.
وَعاذواand they sought refuge عِياذاًa refuge بِالفِرارِin flight وَقَبلَهُand before it
وَعاذوا عِياذاً بِالفِرارِ وَقَبلَهُ
أَضاعواthey squandered بِدارِin the abode of السِلمِpeace حِرزاًa refuge وَمَعقِلاand a stronghold
أَضاعوا بِدارِ السِلمِ حِرزاً وَمَعقِلا
They sought refuge—refuge in flight—though before it
they had squandered, in peace’s abode, a refuge and a stronghold.
بَنيO sons of عَمِّناour uncle أَيقَظتُمُyou awakened الشَرَّevil بَينَناbetween us
بَني عَمِّنا أَيقَظتُمُ الشَرَّ بَينَنا
فَكانَتso it was إِلَيكُمtoward you عَدوَةَthe onrush of الشَرِّevil أَعجَلاswifter
فَكانَت إِلَيكُم عَدوَةَ الشَرِّ أَعجَلا
Our cousins, you awakened evil between us,
and evil’s onrush reached you all the sooner.
فَصَبراًso be patient عَلىwith ماwhat قَدalready جَرَرتُمyou brought on فَإِنَّكُمfor you
فَصَبراً عَلى ما قَد جَرَرتُم فَإِنَّكُم
فَتَحتُمyou opened لَناfor us باباًa gate مِنَof الشَرِّevil مُقفَلاlocked
فَتَحتُم لَنا باباً مِنَ الشَرِّ مُقفَلا
So bear what you have brought on, for you
have opened to us a gate of evil that was locked.
وَماand not كُنتُI was أَخشىfearing أَنthat تَكونَwould be سُيوفُناour swords
وَما كُنتُ أَخشى أَن تَكونَ سُيوفُنا
تَرُدَّturn back عَلَيناupon us بَأسَهاtheir fury وَتُقَتِّلاand slaughter
تَرُدَّ عَلَينا بَأسَها وَتُقَتِّلا
I never feared that our swords would
turn their fury back upon us and slaughter us.
وَلَمّاand when أَسَنّواthey let grow old الضِغنَrancor تَحتَbeneath صُدورِهِمtheir breasts
وَلَمّا أَسَنّوا الضِغنَ تَحتَ صُدورِهِم
حَسَمناهُwe cut it off عَنّاfrom us قَبلَbefore أَنthat يَتَكَهَّلاgrow middle-aged
حَسَمناهُ عَنّا قَبلَ أَن يَتَكَهَّلا
And when they let rancor age beneath their breasts,
we cut it off from us before it reached its prime.
Sol 6.1