وَفِتيانِand young men صِدقٍtrue character مِنfrom عَدِيٍّʿAdī عَلَيهِمُupon them
وَفِتيانِ صِدقٍ مِن عَدِيٍّ عَلَيهِمُ
صَفائِحُbroad-bladed swords بُصرىBuṣrā عُلِّقَتwere suspended بِالعَواتِقِfrom the shoulders
صَفائِحُ بُصرى عُلِّقَت بِالعَواتِقِ
And true-hearted young men of ʿAdī, bearing
And youths true of promise from an enemy upon them
Blades of Buṣrā suspended from their shoulders.
Clear sights were hung with the virgins
إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle دُعواthey were summoned لَمdid not يَسأَلواthey ask مَنwho دَعاهُمُcalled them
إِذا ما دُعوا لَم يَسأَلوا مَن دَعاهُمُ
وَلَمand did not يُمسِكواthey hold back فَوقَabove القُلوبِthe hearts الخَوافِقِthrobbing
وَلَم يُمسِكوا فَوقَ القُلوبِ الخَوافِقِ
Whenever they were summoned, they did not ask who had called them,
When called they asked not who called them
Nor did they hold their blades back above throbbing hearts.
Nor held back above their hearts pulsing
وَطارواand they flew إِلىto الجُردِthe sleek steeds العِتاقِnoble-bred فَأَلجَمواthen they bridled
وَطاروا إِلى الجُردِ العِتاقِ فَأَلجَموا
وَشَدّواand they tightened عَلىaround أَوساطِهِمtheir waists بِالمَناطِقِwith belts
وَشَدّوا عَلى أَوساطِهِم بِالمَناطِقِ
And they flew to the sleek, noble steeds and bridled them,
And flew to the bare steeds unfettered
And girded their waists with belts.
And fastened around their waists with belts
أولَئِكَthose آباءُfathers of الغَريبِthe stranger وَغاثَةُand rescuers of الـthe
أولَئِكَ آباءُ الغَريبِ وَغاثَةُ الـ
ـصَريخِone crying for help وَمَأوىand a refuge for المُرمِلينَthe destitute الدَرادِقِthe little ones
ـصَريخِ وَمَأوى المُرمِلينَ الدَرادِقِ
Those are fathers to the stranger and rescuers of the
They are the fathers of the stranger and rescuers of the
One crying for help, and a refuge for destitute little ones.
Screaming and shelter of the lightly-clad wrapt in blankets
أَحَلّواthey placed حِياضَthe pools of المَوتِdeath فَوقَabove جِباهِهِمtheir foreheads
أَحَلّوا حِياضَ المَوتِ فَوقَ جِباهِهِم
مَكانَin the place of النَواصيthe forelocks مِنon وُجوهِthe faces of السَوابِقِthe fleet steeds
مَكانَ النَواصي مِن وُجوهِ السَوابِقِ
They set the pools of death above their foreheads,
They put the courtyards of death above their brows
Where forelocks lie on the faces of fleet steeds.
Instead of foreheads from the faces of the outrunners
Sol 6.1