مَن رَجَلٌ أَحبوهُ وَناقَتي
يُبَلِّغُ عَنّي الشِعرَ إِذ ماتَ قَائِلُه
What man shall I reward with her—and with my she-camel—
to deliver the poem on my behalf, once its poet is dead,
نَذيراً وَما يُغني النَذيرُ بِشَبوَةٍ
لِمَن شاؤُهُ حَولَ البَدِيِّ وَجامِلُه
as a warning? Yet what can a warning avail at Shabwa
for one whose sheep and camels are around al-Badī?
فَقُل لِتَميمٍ تَجعَلِ الرَملَ دونَها
وَغَيرُ تَميمٍ في الهَزاهِزِ جاهِلُه
Then tell Tamim to put the desert sands before her;
whoever is not Tamim knows nothing of him amid war’s upheavals.
فَإِنَّ أَبا قابوسَ بَيني وَبَينها
بِأَرعَنَ يَنفي الطَيرَ حُمرٍ مَناقِلُه
For Abū Qābūs stands between me and her,
with a vast host that drives off the birds, its routes of march red.
إِذا اِرتَحلوا أَصَمَّ كُلَّ مُؤَيَّهٍ
وَكُلِّ مُهيبٍ نَقرُهُ وَصَواهِلُه
When they break camp, every urging caller is deafened,
every rallying crier, by its drumming and its neighing steeds.
فَلا أَعرِفَن سَبياً تُمَدُّ ثُدِيُّهُ
إِلى مُعرِضٍ عَن صِهرِه لا يُواصِلُه
May I never see captive women stretching out their breasts
toward one who shuns his kinsman by marriage and maintains no ties with him.
Sol 5.6