أَتَصحوare you sobering up? بَلrather فُؤادُكَyour heart غَيرُnot صاحِsober
أَتَصحو بَل فُؤادُكَ غَيرُ صاحِ
عَشِيَّةَon the evening هَمَّresolved صَحبُكَyour companions بِالرَواحِto depart at evening
عَشِيَّةَ هَمَّ صَحبُكَ بِالرَواحِ
Are you sober? No—your heart is not sober,
On the evening your companions resolved to depart.
يَقولُsay العاذِلاتُthe reproving women عَلاكَhas overtaken you شَيبٌgray hair
يَقولُ العاذِلاتُ عَلاكَ شَيبٌ
أَهَذاdoes this الشَيبُgray hair يَمنَعُنيkeep me from مِراحيmy merriment
أَهَذا الشَيبُ يَمنَعُني مِراحي
The reproving women say: Gray hair has overtaken you.
Does this gray hair forbid me my merriment?
يُكَلِّفُنيburdens me with فُؤاديmy heart مِنfrom هَواهُits passion
يُكَلِّفُني فُؤادي مِن هَواهُ
ظَعائِنَwomen in howdahs يَجتَزِعنَthey pass through عَلىat رُماحِRumah
ظَعائِنَ يَجتَزِعنَ عَلى رُماحِ
My heart, in its passion, demands of me
Women in howdahs passing through Rumah,
ظَعائِنَwomen in howdahs لَمdid not يَدِنَّthey profess a faith مَعَwith النَصارىthe Christians
ظَعائِنَ لَم يَدِنَّ مَعَ النَصارى
وَلاnor يَدرينَthey know ماwhat سَمكُthe height of القَراحِthe palace
وَلا يَدرينَ ما سَمكُ القَراحِ
Women who have not followed the Christians' faith
Nor know how high a palace rises.
فَبَعضُfor some of الماءِthe water ماءُwater رَبابِcloudbanks of مُزنٍrain clouds
فَبَعضُ الماءِ ماءُ رَبابِ مُزنٍ
وَبَعضُand some of الماءِthe water مِنfrom سَبَخٍsaline ground مِلاحِsalty
وَبَعضُ الماءِ مِن سَبَخٍ مِلاحِ
For some water comes from banks of rain clouds,
And some water comes from briny salt flats.
سَيَكفيكَwill spare you العَواذِلَthe reproving women أَرحَبِيٌّan Arhabi camel
سَيَكفيكَ العَواذِلَ أَرحَبِيٌّ
هِجانُpure white اللَونِin color كَالفَرَدِlike a solitary wild bull اللَياحِgleaming white
هِجانُ اللَونِ كَالفَرَدِ اللَياحِ
An Arhabi camel will spare you the reproving women,
Pure white in color, like a gleaming solitary wild bull.
يَعُزُّprevails عَلىover الطَريقِthe road بِمَنكَبَيهِwith his shoulders
يَعُزُّ عَلى الطَريقِ بِمَنكَبَيهِ
كَماas اِبتَرَكَknelt down الخَليعُthe reckless gambler عَلىover القِداحِthe lot-arrows
كَما اِبتَرَكَ الخَليعُ عَلى القِداحِ
He bears down on the road with his shoulders,
As a reckless gambler crouches over the lot-arrows.
تَعَزَّتtook heart أُمُّmother of حَزرَةَHazrah ثُمَّthen قالَتsaid
تَعَزَّت أُمُّ حَزرَةَ ثُمَّ قالَت
رَأَيتُI saw الوارِدينَthose coming to water ذَويpossessors of اِمتِناحِreceiving gifts
رَأَيتُ الوارِدينَ ذَوي اِمتِناحِ
Umm Hazrah took heart, then said:
I have seen those who come to water receive gifts.
تُعَلِّلُshe soothes وَهيَwhile she ساغِبَةٌhungry بَنيهاher sons
تُعَلِّلُ وَهيَ ساغِبَةٌ بَنيها
بِأَنفاسٍwith draughts مِنَof الشَبِمِcold water القَراحِpure
بِأَنفاسٍ مِنَ الشَبِمِ القَراحِ
She soothes her sons, though she herself is hungry,
With draughts of cold, pure water.
سَأَمتاحُI shall draw water البُحورَthe seas فَجَنِّبينيso spare me
سَأَمتاحُ البُحورَ فَجَنِّبيني
أَذاةَthe hurt of اللَومِreproach وَاِنتَظِريand await اِمتِياحيmy drawing of water
أَذاةَ اللَومِ وَاِنتَظِري اِمتِياحي
I shall draw water from the seas, so spare me
The hurt of blame, and await what I draw.
ثِقيtrust بِاللَهِin God لَيسَthere is not لَهُfor Him شَريكٌa partner
ثِقي بِاللَهِ لَيسَ لَهُ شَريكٌ
وَمِنand from عِندِthe presence of الخَليفَةِthe caliph بِالنَجاحِin success
وَمِن عِندِ الخَليفَةِ بِالنَجاحِ
Trust in God, who has no partner,
And be sure of success from the caliph.
أَغِثنيcome to my aid ياO فَداكَmay ... ransom you أَبيmy father وَأُمّيand my mother
أَغِثني يا فَداكَ أَبي وَأُمّي
بِسَيبٍwith bounty مِنكَfrom you إِنَّكَindeed you ذوpossessor of اِرتِياحِjoy in giving
بِسَيبٍ مِنكَ إِنَّكَ ذو اِرتِياحِ
Help me—may my father and mother be your ransom—
With bounty from you, for you delight in giving.
فَإِنّيfor I قَدindeed رَأَيتُhave deemed عَلَيَّupon me حَقّاًa duty
فَإِنّي قَد رَأَيتُ عَلَيَّ حَقّاً
زِيارَتِيَmy visiting الخَليفَةَthe caliph وَاِمتِداحيand my praising
زِيارَتِيَ الخَليفَةَ وَاِمتِداحي
For I have deemed it a duty upon me
To visit the caliph and sing his praise.
سَأَشكُرُI shall give thanks أَنthat رَدَدتَyou restored عَلَيَّto me ريشيmy plumage
سَأَشكُرُ أَن رَدَدتَ عَلَيَّ ريشي
وَأَثبَتَّand secured القَوادِمَthe primary feathers فيin جَناحيmy wing
وَأَثبَتَّ القَوادِمَ في جَناحي
I shall give thanks that you restored my plumage,
And secured the flight feathers in my wing.
أَلَستُمare you not خَيرَthe best of مَنthose who رَكِبَrode المَطاياriding camels
أَلَستُم خَيرَ مَن رَكِبَ المَطايا
وَأَندىand the most generous العالَمينَof all humankind بُطونَthe inner surfaces of راحِpalms
وَأَندى العالَمينَ بُطونَ راحِ
Are you not the best of those who ride camels,
And the most generous-handed of all mankind?
وَقَومٍand many a people قَدindeed سَمَوتَyou advanced لَهُمagainst them فَدانواso they submitted
وَقَومٍ قَد سَمَوتَ لَهُم فَدانوا
بِدُهمٍwith black steeds فيin مُلَملَمَةٍa close-packed army رَداحِvast
بِدُهمٍ في مُلَملَمَةٍ رَداحِ
And many a people you advanced against and subdued,
With black steeds in a vast, close-packed host.
أَبَحتَyou laid open حِمىthe protected domain of تِهامَةَTihamah بَعدَafter نَجدٍNajd
أَبَحتَ حِمى تِهامَةَ بَعدَ نَجدٍ
وَماand not شَيءٌa thing حَمَيتَyou protected بِمُستَباحِis violable
وَما شَيءٌ حَمَيتَ بِمُستَباحِ
You laid open Tihamah's protected domain after Najd,
Yet nothing you protect can be violated.
لَكُمyours are شُمُّthe lofty ones of الجِبالِthe mountains مِنَamong الرَواسيthe firmly rooted ones
لَكُم شُمُّ الجِبالِ مِنَ الرَواسي
وَأَعظَمُand the mightiest سَيلَtorrent مُعتَلِجِthe turbulent confluence of البِطاحِthe broad valleys
وَأَعظَمُ سَيلَ مُعتَلِجِ البِطاحِ
Yours are the loftiest of the firmly rooted mountains,
And the mightiest torrent in the broad valleys' turmoil.
دَعَوتَyou summoned المُلحِدينَthe heretics أَباO father of خُبَيبٍKhubayb
دَعَوتَ المُلحِدينَ أَبا خُبَيبٍ
جِماحاًin headstrong rebellion هَلhave ...? شُفيتَyou been cured مِنَof الجِماحِheadstrong rebellion
جِماحاً هَل شُفيتَ مِنَ الجِماحِ
You summoned the heretics, Abu Khubayb,
In headstrong rebellion—are you cured of rebellion?
فَقَدfor indeed وَجَدواthey found الخَليفَةَthe caliph هِبرِزِيّاًa noble, valiant lord
فَقَد وَجَدوا الخَليفَةَ هِبرِزِيّاً
أَلَفَّdensely tangled العيصِthe thicket لَيسَnot مِنَfrom النَواحيthe fringes
أَلَفَّ العيصِ لَيسَ مِنَ النَواحي
For they found the caliph a noble, valiant lord,
From a dense thicket of kin, not from its fringes.
فَماfor ... are not شَجَراتُthe trees of عيصِكَyour thicket فيamong قُرَيشٍQuraysh
فَما شَجَراتُ عيصِكَ في قُرَيشٍ
بِعَشّاتِat all sparse in الفُروعِbranches وَلاnor ضَواحيoutlying
بِعَشّاتِ الفُروعِ وَلا ضَواحي
For the trees of your thicket among Quraysh
Are neither sparse of branch nor outlying.
رَأىsaw الناسُthe people البَصيرَةَclear truth فَاِستَقامواso they followed the straight path
رَأى الناسُ البَصيرَةَ فَاِستَقاموا
وَبَيَّنَتِand became distinct المِراضُthe sick مِنَfrom الصِحاحِthe healthy
وَبَيَّنَتِ المِراضُ مِنَ الصِحاحِ
The people saw clear truth and followed the straight path,
And the sick stood clearly apart from the healthy.
Sol 6.1