لَوif كُنتَyou were شاهِدَهُwitnessing him وَقَدand already غَشِيَentered الوَغىthe fray
لَو كُنتَ شاهِدَهُ وَقَد غَشِيَ الوَغى
يَختالُstrides proudly فيin دِرعِa coat of mail الحَديدِiron المُسبَلِhanging low
يَختالُ في دِرعِ الحَديدِ المُسبَلِ
Had you witnessed him as he entered the fray,
If you had seen him when the battle grew dark,
striding proudly in his long-hanging coat of iron mail,
Strutting about in his coat of linked mail,
لَرَأَيتَyou would have seen مِنهُin him وَالقَضيبُand the sword بِكَفِّهِin his hand
لَرَأَيتَ مِنهُ وَالقَضيبُ بِكَفِّهِ
بَحراًa sea يُرِيقُspills دَمَthe blood of الكُماةِthe armored warriors بِجَدوَلِwith a rivulet
بَحراً يُرِيقُ دَمَ الكُماةِ بِجَدوَلِ
you would have seen in him, with the sword in his hand,
You would have seen, while he gripped his staff,
a sea spilling the blood of armored warriors with a rivulet.
A sea spilling the blood of warriors in streams.
Sol 6.1