إِذاwhenever ذَكَرَتremembered نَفسيmy soul شَريكاًSharīk تَقَطَّعَتwas torn apart
إِذا ذَكَرَت نَفسي شَريكاً تَقَطَّعَت
عَلىover مَضرَحِيٍّa noble man لِلمَقامَةِof the assembly رائِسِa leader
عَلى مَضرَحِيٍّ لِلمَقامَةِ رائِسِ
Whenever my soul remembers Sharīk, it is torn apart
If my soul remembers a partner, it is cut to pieces
over a noble man, a leader of the assembly.
On the couch of one settled at home for conversation
وَكانَand he was أَخاa brother to المَولىthe dependent إِذاwhen خافَhe feared عَثرَةًa stumble
وَكانَ أَخا المَولى إِذا خافَ عَثرَةً
شَريكٌSharīk وَخَصمَand a foe of الأَصيَدِthe haughty man المُتَشاوِسِthe scowling one
شَريكٌ وَخَصمَ الأَصيَدِ المُتَشاوِسِ
And a brother to the dependent, when he feared a stumble,
And he was the protector's brother when he feared a stumble
was Sharīk, and a foe to the haughty, scowling man.
A partner and rival to the shyest of prey
فَماso not كانَhe had أَبلاناsubjected us to مِنَfrom الدَهرِfate نَبوَةًa rebuff
فَما كانَ أَبلانا مِنَ الدَهرِ نَبوَةً
لَدىat البابِthe door أَوor عَضَّthe bite of السِنينَthe years الأَحامِسِthe harsh ones
لَدى البابِ أَو عَضَّ السِنينَ الأَحامِسِ
So he had never subjected us to fate's rebuff
Thus they were not, our stalwarts, prophets of fate
at the door, or the bite of harsh years.
At the gate or gnawed at by the decades, the voracious
لَقَدindeed غادَرواthey left behind بِالعيصِat al-ʿĪṣ عِلقَa precious treasure مَضِنَّةٍsomething jealously prized
لَقَد غادَروا بِالعيصِ عِلقَ مَضِنَّةٍ
وَلَمand did not تَرَsee عَينيmy eye مِثلَهُhis like عِلقَa precious adornment لابِسِof a wearer
وَلَم تَرَ عَيني مِثلَهُ عِلقَ لابِسِ
Indeed, they left at al-ʿĪṣ a jealously cherished treasure,
Indeed they left with the stave, a flock with a shepherd
and my eye has never seen his like—a precious adornment for its wearer.
And my eyes have not seen the like of him, a shepherd wearing
وَقالواand they said أَلاwill not? تَبكيweep for تَميمٌTamīm أَخاهُمُtheir brother
وَقالوا أَلا تَبكي تَميمٌ أَخاهُمُ
أَباfather of الصَلتِal-Ṣalt زَينَadornment of الوَفدِthe delegation سَمَّpoison to الفَوارِسِthe horsemen
أَبا الصَلتِ زَينَ الوَفدِ سَمَّ الفَوارِسِ
And they said, 'Will Tamīm not weep for their brother,
And they said, does not Tameem weep for its brothers?
Abū al-Ṣalt, the delegation's adornment, poison to horsemen?'
Abu-Salit, beauty of the delegation, poison of knights
Sol 6.1