شِمdraw سَيفَكyour sword إِنif أَرَدتَyou wish خَفقَfluttering العَلَمِof the banner
شِم سَيفَك إِن أَرَدتَ خَفقَ العَلَمِ
لاdo not تَبغِseek مِنfrom اليَراعthe reed pen خَوضَplunging into الظُلَمِthe darkness
لا تَبغِ مِن اليَراع خَوضَ الظُلَمِ
Draw your sword if you wish the banner to flutter.
Draw your sword if you wish for the flag to flutter
Do not ask the reed pen to plunge into darkness.
Do not seek from the shepherd to plunge into darkness
كَمhow many وُرِّدَwere reddened لِلظُبىfor the sword-edges خُدودٌcheeks ضَحِكَتlaughed
كَم وُرِّدَ لِلظُبى خُدودٌ ضَحِكَت
تَستَهزئُmocking مِنat سَوادِthe blackness وَجهِof the face القَلَمِof the pen
تَستَهزئُ مِن سَوادِ وَجهِ القَلَمِ
How many cheeks were reddened for the sword-edges and laughed,
How often to the deer were returned cheeks that laughed
Mocking the blackness of the pen's face.
Mocking the blackness of the face of the pen
Sol 6.1