ماwhat ليis with me أَرضىI am content وَالبَحرُwhile the sea مُعتَرِضٌlies spread out
ما لي أَرضى وَالبَحرُ مُعتَرِضٌ
دونيbefore me بِمَصِّwith sucking up الأَوشالِthe trickles of water وَالثَمَدِand the scant water
دوني بِمَصِّ الأَوشالِ وَالثَمَدِ
Why should I be content—when the sea lies spread out
Before me—with sipping from trickles and scant pools?
يَقذِفُit casts forth لِلناسِfor people مِنfrom جَواهِرِهِits jewels
يَقذِفُ لِلناسِ مِن جَواهِرِهِ
ماwhat يَكفيsuffices مِنهُfrom it سِوىapart from الزَبَدِthe foam
ما يَكفي مِنهُ سِوى الزَبَدِ
It casts forth for people, from its jewels,
Enough to suffice, apart from its foam.
لَأَرمِيَنَّI shall surely assail الزَوراءَal-Zawra مِنthrough سَفَريmy journey
لَأَرمِيَنَّ الزَوراءَ مِن سَفَري
عَنهاaway from it بِعارٍwith shame يَبقىendures عَلىfor الأَبَدِeternity
عَنها بِعارٍ يَبقى عَلى الأَبَدِ
I shall surely brand al-Zawra, through my departure
From it, with shame that lasts forever.
فَكَونُfor the fact that مِثليsomeone like me يَسيرُdeparts عَنfrom بَلَدٍa town
فَكَونُ مِثلي يَسيرُ عَن بَلَدٍ
عارٌa disgrace عَلىupon أَهلِthe people of ذَلِكَthat البَلَدِthe town
عارٌ عَلى أَهلِ ذَلِكَ البَلَدِ
For someone like me to leave a town
Is a disgrace to the people of that town.
Sol 6.1