ومَن كانَ لا تُعتَدُّ أيّامُهُ لهُ
فأيّامُنَا عَنَّا تُجَلِّي ، وتُعرِبُ
And he whose days are not numbered
Our days about us clarify and interpret
جَعلَنا لَهمْ ما بَينَ كُتلةَ رَوحةً
إلى حيثُ أوفى صوَّتيهِ مثقَّبُ
We made for them what lies between the lump of a soul
To where its two voices are most pierced
غداةَ تركنا في الغبار ابن جحدرٍ
صَرِيعا ، وأطرافُ العَوالي تَصَبَّبُ
The morn we left Ibn Juhdur’s son
Lying dead, while the hilltops oozed
وأفلتَ منا الحوفزانُ ، كأنَّهُ
برهوةَ قرنٌ ، أفلتَ الخيلَ ، أعضبُ
And al-Hawfazan escaped us, as though
He were a horned ram released from tether
غداةَ رغامِ ، حين ينجو بطعنةٍ
سؤوقِ المنايا ، قد تزلُّ وتعطبُ
The morn of Raghām, when one is saved by a stab
From the lord of deaths, he may slip or miss his step
لَقُوا مِثلَ ما لاقَى اللُّجَيمِيُّ قَبلَهُ
قتادةُ ، لمَّا جاءنا وهو يطلبُ
They met the same fate met by al-Lujaymi before
Qatādah, when he came to us seeking vengeance
فآبَ إل حجرٍ ، وقد فضَّ جمعهُ ،
بأخبثِ ما يأتي به متأوّبُ
So he returned to a rock, after his band was scattered
By the evilest of what a warrior brings
وقد نالَ حدُّ السيفِ منْ حرّ وجههِ
إلى حيثُ ساوى أنفهُ المتنقَّبُ
And the sword had reached from the heat of his face
To where his pierced nose met
وجشَّامةُ الذُّهليُّ ، قد وسجتْ به
إِلى أهلِنا مَخزومةٌ ، وهْوَ مُحقَبُ
And Jushshāmah al-Dhulayy took him
Back, fettered, to our kinsfolk, his head bleeding
تَعَرَّفُهُ وسْطَ البُيوتِ مُكَبَّلاً
ربائبُ ، من أحسابِ شيبانَ تثقبُ
They recognize him amid the houses, bound,
From the lines Shaybān's sword engraved
وهوذةَ نجَّى ، بعدَ ما مالَ رأسهُ ،
يَمانٍ ، إذا ما خالَطَ العَظمَ ، مِخدَبُ
And Hawdhah was saved, after his head tilted,
By a Yemeni, when the bone mixes with brain-pierced
فأَمسَكَهُ ، مِن بَعدِ ما مال رأسُهُ
حِزامٌ على ظَهرِ الأغَرِّ ، وقَيقَبُ
So a belt held him from behind
On the back of a skinny steed with cropped tail
غداةَ كأنَّ ابني لجيمِ ويشكراً
نعامٌ ، بصحراءِ الكديدينِ ، هرَّبُ
The morn was as if Ibn Layjim and Washkir
Were ostriches fleeing through Al-Kadīd’s desert