وسُمرٍand brown spears عَوالٍtall زيَّنَتهاadorned them أكُفُّهمtheir palms
وسُمرٍ عَوالٍ زيَّنَتها أكُفُّهم
فقدfor indeed حَسَدَتenvied منهاof them الكُعوبَthe shaft-knots اللهاذِمُthe keen spearheads
فقد حَسَدَت منها الكُعوبَ اللهاذِمُ
And tall, brown spears their palms have adorned;
With bracelets that adorn their wrists they came,
For their keen blades have envied their shaft-knots.
Making the high dunes burn green with envy.
إِذاwhen عقلوهاthey couched them خِلنَهُمimagine them مُتَوَشِّحِىdraped in
إِذا عقلوها خِلنَهُم مُتَوَشِّحِى
سُلُوخٍshed snakeskins وفىand in الأَيمَانِthe right hands منهمof theirs أراقُمspeckled serpents
سُلُوخٍ وفى الأَيمَانِ منهم أراقُم
When they couch them, imagine them draped in
When reason visits them they don their robes,
Shed snakeskins, with speckled serpents in their right hands.
Heroes - yet when betrayed, lavish with blood.
تلوحُgleam نجوماًas stars فىin النّحورِthe throats غُروبُهاtheir sharp points
تلوحُ نجوماً فى النّحورِ غُروبُها
إذَاwhen جَنَّهاshrouded them ليلٌa night معwith النّقعِthe dust قاتمُdark
إذَا جَنَّها ليلٌ مع النّقعِ قاتمُ
Their sharp points gleam like stars in throats,
In their breasts the fading stars of dusk,
When a night dark with dust shrouds them.
Quenched by darkest night and heavy dew.
Sol 6.1