يُقولُsays صَحبيmy companions وَقَدand already جَدّواthey pressed on عَلىin عَجَلٍhaste
يُقولُ صَحبي وَقَد جَدّوا عَلى عَجَلٍ
وَالخَيلُand the horses تَستَنُّgallop بِالرُكبانِwith the riders فيin اللُجُمِthe bridles
وَالخَيلُ تَستَنُّ بِالرُكبانِ في اللُجُمِ
My companions say, as they press on in haste,
My friends hasten and ask if it's the dawn
While the bridled horses gallop with their riders:
that seeks to lead us, for the horses yearn
أَمَطلَعُis it the rising-place الشَمسِthe sun تَبغىyou seek أَنto تَؤُمُّyou head toward بِناwith us
أَمَطلَعُ الشَمسِ تَبغى أَن تَؤُمُّ بِنا
فَقُلتُso I said كَلّاno وَلَكِنbut rather مَطلَعُthe rising-place الكَرمِgenerosity
فَقُلتُ كَلّا وَلَكِن مَطلَعُ الكَرمِ
“Is it the sun’s rising-place you wish to lead us to?”
impatiently for riders in their reins -
So I said, “No, but rather the rising-place of generosity.”
I said no, it's the dawn of generosity that has turned
Sol 6.1