أَلاtake heed أَبلِغinform لَدَيكَthere with you بَنيthe sons of تَميمٍTamim
أَلا أَبلِغ لَدَيكَ بَني تَميمٍ
وَقَدand sometimes يَأتيكَcomes to you بِالخَبَرِwith the news الظَنونُthe mistrusted one
وَقَد يَأتيكَ بِالخَبَرِ الظَنونُ
Now tell the sons of Tamim there with you—
Convey to the clan of Tamim that rumors may come to you
And one mistrusted may bring you news—
That our homes are in solid rock
بِأَنَّthat بُيوتَناour dwellings بِمَحَلِّin the district of حَجرٍHajr
بِأَنَّ بُيوتَنا بِمَحَلِّ حَجرٍ
بِكُلِّin every قَرارَةٍlow-lying hollow مِنهاof it نَكونُwe dwell
بِكُلِّ قَرارَةٍ مِنها نَكونُ
That our dwellings lie in the district of Hajr;
In every lodge of it we dwell
In every low-lying hollow there we dwell.
To Qalhah the house is ours
إِلىas far as قَلَهىQalaha تَكونُextends الدارُthe abode مِنّاof ours
إِلى قَلَهى تَكونُ الدارُ مِنّا
إِلىto أَكنافِthe outskirts of دومَةَDuma فَالحَجونُthen al-Hajun
إِلى أَكنافِ دومَةَ فَالحَجونُ
Our abode extends as far as Qalaha,
To the ravines of Dowmah, so the lodges
To the outskirts of Duma, then al-Hajun,
With valleys, below them meadows
بِأَودِيَةٍin valleys أَسافِلُهُنَّtheir lower reaches رَوضٌmeadows
بِأَودِيَةٍ أَسافِلُهُنَّ رَوضٌ
وَأَعلاهاand their heights إِذاwhen خِفناwe are afraid حُصونُfortresses
وَأَعلاها إِذا خِفنا حُصونُ
In valleys whose lower reaches are meadows,
Above if we fear, citadels
And whose heights, when we are afraid, are fortresses.
We camp on its plain, if alarmed
نَحُلُّwe dwell بِسَهلِهاon their plains فَإِذاthen when فَزِعناwe are alarmed
نَحُلُّ بِسَهلِها فَإِذا فَزِعنا
جَرىgalloped مِنهُنَّfrom them بِالأَصلاءِin the haunches عونُbroad-built steeds
جَرى مِنهُنَّ بِالأَصلاءِ عونُ
We dwell upon their plains; then, when alarmed,
Aid flows from them with stalwart men
From them gallop steeds broad in the haunches,
Each towering height and bending dune
وَكُلُّand every طُوالَةٍtall mare وَأَقَبَّand a lean-bellied horse نَهدٍpowerfully built
وَكُلُّ طُوالَةٍ وَأَقَبَّ نَهدٍ
مَراكِلُهاtheir heel-struck flanks مِنَfrom التَعداءِgalloping جونُdark
مَراكِلُها مِنَ التَعداءِ جونُ
And every tall mare and lean-bellied, sturdy steed.
Their camels protected from transgressors
Their heel-struck flanks are dark from galloping.
They are tethered daily with strong ropes
تُضَمَّرُare trained lean بِالأَصائِلِin the late afternoons كُلَّevery يَومٍday
تُضَمَّرُ بِالأَصائِلِ كُلَّ يَومٍ
تُسَنُّare sharpened عَلىagainst سَنابِكِهاtheir hooves القُرونُthe horns
تُسَنُّ عَلى سَنابِكِها القُرونُ
They are trained lean each day in the late afternoons;
Hung on their pegs are the spears
Horns are sharpened against their hooves.
Only the brave and valiant complained of them
وَكانَتand used to be تُشتَكىcomplained of الأَضغانُthe ill tempers مِنهاin them الthe (continued next line)
وَكانَت تُشتَكى الأَضغانُ مِنها ال
لَجونُbalking الخَبُّthe crafty one وَاللَحِجُand the obstinate one الحَرونُthe stubborn one
لَجونُ الخَبُّ وَاللَحِجُ الحَرونُ
And once their ill tempers were complained of—the
They were roused by warriors each day
balking, crafty one, and the obstinate, stubborn one.
Their tents they made pliant
وَخَرَّجَهاand trained them صَوارِخُcries of alarm كُلِّevery يَومٍday
وَخَرَّجَها صَوارِخُ كُلِّ يَومٍ
فَقَدso now جَعَلَتhave begun عَرائِكُهاtheir dispositions تَلينُto soften
فَقَد جَعَلَت عَرائِكُها تَلينُ
And cries of alarm each day have trained them;
Their honor bent their shoulders and tired
Their dispositions have now begun to soften.
Their pegs and roused the eyes
وَعَزَّتهاand have overtaxed them كَواهِلُهاtheir withers وَكَلَّتand have become blunted
وَعَزَّتها كَواهِلُها وَكَلَّت
سَنابِكُهاtheir hooves وَقَدَّحَتِand have sunk العُيونُthe eyes
سَنابِكُها وَقَدَّحَتِ العُيونُ
And their withers have overtaxed them, and blunted are
When the whips against them were raised they yielded
Their hooves, and their eyes have sunk.
That's from their enduring weakness
إِذاwhen رُفِعَare raised السِياطُthe whips لَهاat them تَمَطَّتthey stretch out
إِذا رُفِعَ السِياطُ لَها تَمَطَّت
وَذَلِكَand that مِنfrom عُلالَتِهاtheir reserve strength مَتينُstrong
وَذَلِكَ مِن عُلالَتِها مَتينُ
When the whips are raised at them, they stretch out,
Their recourse when we return
And that effort from their reserves is strong.
Sword of onion and milk of sheep
وَمَرجِعُهاand what they return to إِذاwhen نَحنُwe اِنقَلَبناwe return
وَمَرجِعُها إِذا نَحنُ اِنقَلَبنا
نَسيفُpluckings البَقلِof herbage وَاللَبَنُand the milk الحَقينُstored in skins
نَسيفُ البَقلِ وَاللَبَنُ الحَقينُ
And what they return to, when we come back,
So settle in your lands, a people
Is plucked herbage and milk stored in skins.
When their lands call they become ignoble
فَقَرّيso remain فيin بِلادِكَyour homeland إِنَّindeed قَوماًa people
فَقَرّي في بِلادِكَ إِنَّ قَوماً
مَتىwhenever يَدعواthey leave بِلادُهُمُtheir homeland يَهونواthey become lowly
مَتى يَدعوا بِلادُهُمُ يَهونوا
So remain in your homeland, for a people
Or take refuge in Sinan when it rains
Are humbled whenever they leave their homeland.
For rain clouds gather there
أَوِor اِنتَجَعيseek bounty from سِناناًSinan حَيثُwherever أَمسىhe spends the evening
أَوِ اِنتَجَعي سِناناً حَيثُ أَمسى
فَإِنَّfor indeed الغَيثَthe rain مُنتَجَعٌa source of sustenance مَعينُflowing
فَإِنَّ الغَيثَ مُنتَجَعٌ مَعينُ
Or seek Sinan's bounty wherever evening finds him,
When it comes, it comes like sea swell
For rain is a flowing source of sustenance.
Tossed in its billows, the ships
مَتىwhenever تَأتيهِyou approach him تَأتيyou approach لُجَّthe depths of بَحرٍa sea
مَتى تَأتيهِ تَأتي لُجَّ بَحرٍ
تَقاذَفُare tossed about فيamid غَوارِبِهِits wave-crests السَفينُthe ships
تَقاذَفُ في غَوارِبِهِ السَفينُ
Whenever you approach him, you approach the depths of a sea,
A title for the generous, easy
Amid whose wave-crests the ships are tossed.
And cunning when tested, strong
لَهُhe has لَقَبٌa byname لِباغيfor the seeker of الخَيرِbounty سَهلٌeasy
لَهُ لَقَبٌ لِباغي الخَيرِ سَهلٌ
وَكَيدٌand cunning حينَwhen تَبلوهُyou test it مَتينُfirm
وَكَيدٌ حينَ تَبلوهُ مَتينُ
He has a byname easy for the seeker of bounty,
And cunning that is firm when you put it to the test.
Partial English translation: 30 of 32 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1