بَدأناwe set out عَلَيهاon them وَهيَwhile they were عِيسٌpale camels فَأَصبَحَتthen they became
بَدأنا عَلَيها وَهيَ عِيسٌ فَأَصبَحَت
مِنَfrom السَيرِthe journey جُوناًdark-colored دامياتِbleeding الغَوارِبِthe withers
مِنَ السَيرِ جُوناً دامياتِ الغَوارِبِ
We set out on them while they were pale camels; then they became
We went forth on her when she was tender green, till she became,
dark from the journey, their withers bleeding.
through the pace of our riding, strewed with dust, as though ash-grey.
Sol 6.1