وَقائِلَةٍand a woman saying ماwhat ليwith me أَرىI see الناسthe people أَصبَحَتhave become
وَقائِلَةٍ ما لي أَرى الناس أَصبَحَت
ذبالةa wick أعصارages السِنينthe years العَوابسِscowling
ذبالة أعصار السِنين العَوابسِ
And a woman asked, “Why do I see the people reduced to
And a woman said, “Why do I see that people have become
the refuse of ages of grim, scowling years?”
the spent wick of ages of scowling years?”
فَقُلتso I said لَهاto her إنيindeed I وَعَيشكby your life فاعلdoing
فَقُلت لَها إني وَعَيشك فاعل
بِهمwith them ياO مَهاةfemale oryx الخدرthe secluded chamber فعلthe action المَكانسِthe brooms
بِهم يا مَهاة الخدر فعل المَكانسِ
I said to her, “By your life, I shall do
So I told her, “By your life, I shall deal
to them, O gazelle of the curtained chamber, what brooms do.
with them, O oryx of the secluded chamber, as brooms do.
فَلَستfor I am not بِمستبقٍretaining at all لَهُمfor them مِنany بَقيّةٍremnant
فَلَست بِمستبقٍ لَهُم مِن بَقيّةٍ
يضرّharms قَذاهاits grit فيin عُيونeyes المجالسِthe gatherings
يضرّ قَذاها في عُيون المجالسِ
For I am not one to spare them any remnant
For I shall leave no remnant of them
whose mote offends the eyes of assemblies.”
whose grit harms the eyes of gatherings.”
Sol 6.1