أَلَمDid it not يَحزُنكَgrieve you يومَthe day غَدَتdeparted حُدوجُtraveling litters
أَلَم يَحزُنكَ يومَ غَدَت حُدوجُ
لِعَزَّةَfor Azza إِذwhen أَجَدَّwas set in motion بِهاwith her الخُروجُthe departure
لِعَزَّةَ إِذ أَجَدَّ بِها الخُروجُ
Did it not grieve you the day the traveling litters departed
for Azza, when the journey was set in motion?
بِضاحيat the open part of النَقبِthe pass حينَwhen خَرَجنَthey emerged مِنهُfrom it
بِضاحي النَقبِ حينَ خَرَجنَ مِنهُ
وَخَلفَand behind مُتونِthe backs of ساقَتِهاher mounts الخَليجُthe watercourse
وَخَلفَ مُتونِ ساقَتِها الخَليجُ
At the open pass, as they emerged from it,
with the watercourse behind the backs of their mounts?
رَأَيتُI saw جِمالَهاher camels تَعلوclimb الثَناياthe mountain passes
رَأَيتُ جِمالَها تَعلو الثَنايا
كَأَنَّas though ذُرىthe crests of هَوادِجِهاher litters البُروجُtowers
كَأَنَّ ذُرى هَوادِجِها البُروجُ
I saw her camels climb the mountain passes,
the crests of their litters like towers.
وَقَدand they had مَرَّتpassed عَلىthrough تُرَبانَTurban تُحدىurged onward
وَقَد مَرَّت عَلى تُرَبانَ تُحدى
لهاtheir بالنَعفِon the slope مِنnear مَللٍMalal وَسيجُswift pace
لها بالنَعفِ مِن مَللٍ وَسيجُ
They passed through Turban, urged onward;
on the slope near Malal, their pace was swift.
رَأَيتُI saw حُدوجَهاher litters فَظَلَلتُand I remained صَبّاlovesick
رَأَيتُ حُدوجَها فَظَلَلتُ صَبّا
تُهَيِّجُنيthey stir me مَعَalong with الحَزَنِsorrow الحُدوجُthe litters
تُهَيِّجُني مَعَ الحَزَنِ الحُدوجُ
I saw her litters and remained lovesick;
the litters stirred my sorrow anew.
إِذاwhenever بَصُرَتcaught sight بِهاof them العَينانِthe two eyes لَجَّتpersisted
إِذا بَصُرَت بِها العَينانِ لَجَّت
بِدَمعِهِماwith their tears مَعَalong with النَظَرِthe gaze اللَجوجُthat persists
بِدَمعِهِما مَعَ النَظَرِ اللَجوجُ
Whenever my eyes caught sight of them, they persisted
in shedding tears as my gaze persisted.
وَبالسَرحاتِand by the acacias مِنof وَدّانَWaddan راحَتthey traveled
وَبالسَرحاتِ مِن وَدّانَ راحَت
عَليهاupon them الرَقمُthe markings كالبَلَقِlike piebald patches البَهيجُbright
عَليها الرَقمُ كالبَلَقِ البَهيجُ
By the acacias of Waddan they traveled,
their markings bright as patches on a piebald coat.
وَهاجَتنيand they stirred me بَحَزمِat the ridge of عُفارِيياتٍUfariyyat
وَهاجَتني بَحَزمِ عُفارِيياتٍ
وَقَدand indeed يَهتاجُis stirred ذوone possessed of الطَرَبِpassion المُهيجُthat is aroused
وَقَد يَهتاجُ ذو الطَرَبِ المُهيجُ
They stirred my longing at the ridge of Ufariyyat;
one already moved by passion is easily stirred.
عَلىupon فُضُلِthe choicest of الرَواعِthe herd تَضَمَّنَتهاwhich held them
عَلى فُضُلِ الرَواعِ تَضَمَّنَتها
خَصِيباتُfertile المَعالِفِfeeding grounds وَالمُروجُand meadows
خَصِيباتُ المَعالِفِ وَالمُروجُ
They rode on choice mounts, nurtured
by fertile feeding grounds and meadows.
يَشُجُّcuts through بِهاwith them ذُؤابَةَthe crest of كُلِّevery حَزنٍrise
يَشُجُّ بِها ذُؤابَةَ كُلِّ حَزنٍ
سَبوتٌlong-striding أَوor مواكِبَةٌkeeping pace دَروجُsteady-moving
سَبوتٌ أَو مواكِبَةٌ دَروجُ
A long-striding mount cuts through the crest of every rise with them,
or one that keeps pace and presses steadily on.
وَفيand in الأَحداجِthe litters حينَwhen دَنونَthey drew near قَصراًQasr
وَفي الأَحداجِ حينَ دَنونَ قَصراً
بِحزنِat the ridge of سُوَيقَةٍSuwayqa بَقَرٌgazelles دُموجُgraceful
بِحزنِ سُوَيقَةٍ بَقَرٌ دُموجُ
And in the litters, when they drew near Qasr
at the ridge of Suwayqa, were graceful gazelles.
حِسانُbeautiful in السَيرِtravel لاneither مَتَوَاتِراتٌstrung far apart
حِسانُ السَيرِ لا مَتَوَاتِراتٌ
وَلاnor ميلٌswaying هَوادِجُهاtheir litters تَموجُrock
وَلا ميلٌ هَوادِجُها تَموجُ
They traveled beautifully, neither strung far apart
nor swaying, with their litters rocking.
فَكِدتُand I nearly وَقَدwhen تَغَيَبَتِdisappeared التواليthe last ones
فَكِدتُ وَقَد تَغَيَبَتِ التوالي
وَهُنَّwhile they خواضِعُlowering الحَكَماتِthe bridles عوجُbent
وَهُنَّ خواضِعُ الحَكَماتِ عوجُ
I nearly—when the last of them disappeared,
their heads lowered under the bridles, their necks bent—
بِذيat Dhu جَدَدٍJadad مِنَfrom الجَوزاءal-Jawza موفٍrising high
بِذي جَدَدٍ مِنَ الجَوزاء موفٍ
كَأَنَّas though ضَبابَهُits mist القُطُنُcotton النَسيجُwoven
كَأَنَّ ضَبابَهُ القُطُنُ النَسيجُ
at Dhu Jadad, beneath the high-rising Jawza,
whose mist seemed woven cotton,
وَقَدand they had جَاوَزنَpassed beyond هَضبَthe hills of قُتائداتٍQutaydat
وَقَد جَاوَزنَ هَضبَ قُتائداتٍ
وَعَنَّand appeared لَهُنَّbefore them مِنfrom رَكَكٍRakak شُروجُravines
وَعَنَّ لَهُنَّ مِن رَكَكٍ شُروجُ
after they had passed the hills of Qutaydat
and ravines from Rakak appeared before them—
أَموتُI die ضَمانَةًof longing وَتَجَلَّلَتنيand enveloped me
أَموتُ ضَمانَةً وَتَجَلَّلَتني
وَقَدand they had أتهَمنheaded toward Tihama مُردِمَةًheavy-moving ثَلوجُslow
وَقَد أتهَمن مُردِمَةً ثَلوجُ
died of longing, while I was overwhelmed
as they headed toward Tihama, heavy and slow.
كَأَنَّas though دُموعَthe tears of عَينيmy eyes يَومَon the day بانَتthey parted
كَأَنَّ دُموعَ عَيني يَومَ بانَت
دَلاةٌa well bucket بَلَّهاsoaked it فَرَطٌa water drawer مَهيجُeager
دَلاةٌ بَلَّها فَرَطٌ مَهيجُ
The tears in my eyes on the day they parted
were like a bucket soaked by an eager water drawer.
يُريعُjerks بِهاit غَداةَon the morning of الوِردِwatering ساقٍa drawer
يُريعُ بِها غَداةَ الوِردِ ساقٍ
سَريحُswift in المَتحِdrawing water بكرَتُهُits pulley مَريجُrattling
سَريحُ المَتحِ بكرَتُهُ مَريجُ
At the morning watering, a drawer jerks it up;
he pulls swiftly, and its pulley rattles.
فَلَوso if أَبديتِyou revealed وُدَّكِyour affection أُمَّUmm عَمروٍAmr
فَلَو أَبديتِ وُدَّكِ أُمَّ عَمروٍ
لَدىamong الإِخوانِthe companions ساءَهُمُit troubled them الوَليجُthe intruder
لَدى الإِخوانِ ساءَهُمُ الوَليجُ
If you revealed your affection, Umm Amr,
among your companions, the intruder would trouble them.
لَكانَthere would be لِحُبِّكِfor your love المَكتومِconcealed شَأنٌstanding
لَكانَ لِحُبِّكِ المَكتومِ شَأنٌ
عَلىfor زَمَنٍa time وَنَحنُwhile we بِهِof it نَعيجُspeak
عَلى زَمَنٍ وَنَحنُ بِهِ نَعيجُ
Your hidden love would have its due regard
for a time, while we still spoke of it.
تُؤَمّلُyou hope أَنto تُلاقيَmeet أُمَUmm عَمروٍAmr
تُؤَمّلُ أَن تُلاقيَ أُمَ عَمروٍ
بِمَكَّةَin Mecca حَيثُwhere يَجتَمِعُgather الحَجيجُthe pilgrims
بِمَكَّةَ حَيثُ يَجتَمِعُ الحَجيجُ
You hope to meet Umm Amr
in Mecca, where the pilgrims gather.
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