أَرَسمَa trace? دِيارٍdwellings بِالسِتارَينِat al-Sitarayn تَعرِفُyou recognize
أَرَسمَ دِيارٍ بِالسِتارَينِ تَعرِفُ
عَفَتهاeffaced them شَمالٌa north wind ذاتُpossessing نيرَينِtwofold force حَرجَفُcold and fierce
عَفَتها شَمالٌ ذاتُ نيرَينِ حَرجَفُ
Do you recognize a trace of dwellings at al-Sitarayn?
He depicted a land with drapes I recognize
A cold, fierce north wind of double force has effaced them,
Its chastity the north, having two rivers, knows
مُبَكِّرَةٌarriving early لِلدارِto the dwelling أَيماas for ثُمامُهاits thumam grass
مُبَكِّرَةٌ لِلدارِ أَيما ثُمامُها
فَيَبقىso it remains وَأَيماand as for عَنfrom حَصاهاits pebbles فَتَقرِفُso it scrapes away
فَيَبقى وَأَيما عَن حَصاها فَتَقرِفُ
coming early to the dwelling—as for its thumam grass,
An early comer to the abode whatever of its youth
it remains; but she scrapes the dust from the dwelling's pebbles,
Remains, and whatever of its pebbles is picked up
حَرونٌlingering obstinately عَلىover الأَطلالِthe ruins مِنfrom كُلِّevery صَيفَةٍsummer rain
حَرونٌ عَلى الأَطلالِ مِن كُلِّ صَيفَةٍ
وَفَقّاand pouring down عَلَيهاupon it ذوpossessing عَثانينَbeards of rain أَكلَفُdusky
وَفَقّا عَلَيها ذو عَثانينَ أَكلَفُ
lingering stubbornly over the ruins with every summer rain;
The free-roaming gazelles upon the ruins of every summer
and a dusky cloud with trailing rain-beards pours upon it.
And the hyenas frequenting it with blackened ankles
إِذاwhen حَنَّgroaned سُلّافُthe first clouds of الرَبيعِspring أَمامَهاbefore it
إِذا حَنَّ سُلّافُ الرَبيعِ أَمامَها
وَراحَتand went at evening رَواياهُits water-bearing clouds عَلىover الأَرضِthe earth تَرجُفُtremble
وَراحَت رَواياهُ عَلى الأَرضِ تَرجُفُ
When spring's first clouds groan before it,
When the harbinger of spring sighs before it
and its water-bearing clouds go out at evening, trembling over the earth,
And its meadows upon the earth flutter
فَلَمso did not تَدَعِleave الأَرواحُthe winds وَالماءُand the water وَالبِلىand decay
فَلَم تَدَعِ الأَرواحُ وَالماءُ وَالبِلى
مِنَof الدارِthe dwelling إِلّاexcept مايَشوقُwhat arouses longing وَيَشعَفُand inflames love
مِنَ الدارِ إِلّا مايَشوقُ وَيَشعَفُ
the winds, the water, and decay have left nothing
Neither the spirits, nor the rain, nor decay
of the dwelling but what awakens longing and inflames the heart:
Left of the abode except what arouses longing and is enchanting
رُسوماًtraces كَآياتِlike the markings of الكِتابِthe book مُبينَةٍclear
رُسوماً كَآياتِ الكِتابِ مُبينَةٍ
بِهاat it لِلحَزينِfor the sorrowful one الصَبِّthe lovesick one مَبكىa place to weep وَمَوقِفُand a place to stand
بِها لِلحَزينِ الصَبِّ مَبكى وَمَوقِفُ
traces like the clear markings of a book,
Traces like verses of the clear book
where the sorrowing lover has a place to weep and stand.
With it the earnest love has a weeping place and a pause
وَقَفتُI stood بِهاat it وَالدَمعُand the tears يَجريstream حَبابَهُtheir beads
وَقَفتُ بِها وَالدَمعُ يَجري حَبابَهُ
عَلىover النَحرِthe upper chest حَتّىuntil كادَتِwas close to الشَمسُthe sun تُكسَفُbe darkened
عَلى النَحرِ حَتّى كادَتِ الشَمسُ تُكسَفُ
I stood there while tears streamed in beads
I stopped by it, tears flowing down my throat
over my breast, until the sun was nearly darkened.
Almost eclipsing the sun
تَذَكَّرتَyou remembered أَيّاماًdays تَسَلَّفتُI had borrowed لينَهاtheir softness
تَذَكَّرتَ أَيّاماً تَسَلَّفتُ لينَها
عَلىin لِذَّةٍpleasure لَوif only يُرجَعُbe returned المُتَسَلَّفُwhat was borrowed
عَلى لِذَّةٍ لَو يُرجَعُ المُتَسَلَّفُ
You remembered days whose softness I had borrowed
You recalled days long gone
in pleasure—if only what was borrowed could return!
With a pleasure, if only the bygone could return
كَأَنَّكَas though you لَمnot تَعهَدhad known بِهاat it الحَيَّthe tribe جيرَةًneighbors
كَأَنَّكَ لَم تَعهَد بِها الحَيَّ جيرَةً
جَميعَall الهَوىdesire فيin عَيشِهِits life ماتُصَرِّفُwherever you turn
جَميعَ الهَوى في عَيشِهِ ماتُصَرِّفُ
As though you had never known the tribe there as neighbors,
As if you had never known it inhabited, all of passion in its living
with all you desired in their life, wherever you turned,
Is preoccupied
إِذِwhen الناسُthe people ناسٌpeople وَالبِلادُand the land بِغِرَّةٍin untroubled innocence
إِذِ الناسُ ناسٌ وَالبِلادُ بِغِرَّةٍ
وَأَنتَand you بِهاin it صَبُّpassionately in love القَرينَةِthe companion مولِفُfondly attached
وَأَنتَ بِها صَبُّ القَرينَةِ مولِفُ
when people were truly people and the land was untroubled,
When people are fickle and the lands capricious
and there you were, lovesick for your companion, fondly attached.
And you, the companion of harmony, harmonizing
وَقَدand indeed كانَthere was فيin الهِجرانِestrangement لَوif كُنتَyou were ناسِياًforgetful
وَقَد كانَ في الهِجرانِ لَو كُنتَ ناسِياً
رَميمَRamim وَهَلand can…? يُنسىbe forgotten رَبيعٌspring rain وَصَيَّفُand summer rain
رَميمَ وَهَل يُنسى رَبيعٌ وَصَيَّفُ
And estrangement might have brought solace, if you could forget
And estrangement would have made you forget, had you forgotten
Ramim—but can the spring and summer rains be forgotten?
The remains and spring and summer
وَلَمand did not تُنسِنيmake me forget الأَيّامُthe days وَالبَغيُand the hostility بَينَناbetween us
وَلَم تُنسِني الأَيّامُ وَالبَغيُ بَينَنا
رَميمُRamim وَلاnor قَذفُthe flinging النَوىseparation حينَwhen تَقذِفُit flings
رَميمُ وَلا قَذفُ النَوى حينَ تَقذِفُ
The days and the hostility between us have not made me forget
Neither days nor separation between us made me forget
Ramim, nor separation's cast when it flings us far.
The remains, nor the casting of berries when they are cast
وَلَمand did not يَحلُgrow pleasing فيin عَينيmy eyes بَديلٌa substitute مَكانَهاin her place
وَلَم يَحلُ في عَيني بَديلٌ مَكانَها
وَلَمand did not يَلتَبِسbecome entwined بيwith me حَبلُthe cord مَنwhoever يَتَعَطَّفُshows tenderness
وَلَم يَلتَبِس بي حَبلُ مَن يَتَعَطَّفُ
No substitute in her place has grown pleasing to my eyes,
No substitute took its place in my eyes
nor has the cord of anyone showing tenderness entwined me.
No rope was entangled with me by one who flatters
وَقَدand indeed حَلَفَتshe swore وَالسِترُand the curtain بَينيbetween me وَبَينَهاand between her
وَقَد حَلَفَت وَالسِترُ بَيني وَبَينَها
بِرَبِّby the Lord of حَجيجٍpilgrims قَدalready أَهَلّواthey raised the pilgrimage cry وَعَرَّفواand they stood at Arafat
بِرَبِّ حَجيجٍ قَد أَهَلّوا وَعَرَّفوا
She had sworn, with a curtain between her and me,
You had sworn, and the veil was between me and it
by the Lord of pilgrims who had raised their pilgrimage cries and stood at Arafat,
By the Lord of the pilgrims who performed hajj and knew
عَلىon ضُمَّرٍlean she-camels فيin الميسِhackberry-wood saddles يَنفُخنَthey snort فيthrough البُرىthe nose-rings
عَلى ضُمَّرٍ في الميسِ يَنفُخنَ في البُرى
إِذاwhen شابَكَتintermeshed with أَنيابُهاtheir fangs اللَجنَthe froth تَصرِفِthey gnash
إِذا شابَكَت أَنيابُها اللَجنَ تَصرِفِ
on lean she-camels in hackberry-wood saddles, snorting through their nose-rings,
The gathers, breathing fire into the dunes
when their fangs are tangled in froth, they gnash.
When their fangs mix with melted copper
لَقَدsurely مَسَّنيhas touched me مِنكِfrom you الجَوىlove's anguish غَيرَexcept أَنَّنيthat I
لَقَد مَسَّني مِنكِ الجَوى غَيرَ أَنَّني
أَخافُI fear كَماas يَخشىone fears عَلىon ذاكَthat أَحِلفُI swear
أَخافُ كَما يَخشى عَلى ذاكَ أَحِلفُ
Love's anguish has surely touched me through you, yet I
Your passion has touched me, though I fear
fear as one fears—on that I swear.
As one fears for the oath-taker
وَكانَand there was صُدودٌturning away بَعدَafter ناءَبطَنَunclear; apparently 'had entered' الهَوىlove
وَكانَ صُدودٌ بَعدَ ناءَبطَنَ الهَوى
قُلوباًhearts فَكادَتso they nearly لِلَّذيbecause of what كانَhad happened تُجنَفُbe turned aside
قُلوباً فَكادَت لِلَّذي كانَ تُجنَفُ
Then came estrangement after love [had entered]
They were averse after the intimacy of love
hearts, which almost turned aside because of what had happened,
Hearts that almost hated what they had loved
كَتَركِlike the abandoning of الأَميمِthe head-wounded man الهائِمِthe thirst-crazed الماءَwater بَعدَماafter
كَتَركِ الأَميمِ الهائِمِ الماءَ بَعدَما
تَنَحّىleaned aside بِكَفَّيهِwith his two palms يَسوفُsniffing وَيَغرِفُand scooping
تَنَحّى بِكَفَّيهِ يَسوفُ وَيَغرِفُ
like a head-wounded, thirst-crazed man abandoning water after
Like leaving the roaming camel, the water after
he had leaned upon both palms, sniffing and scooping.
It turned away with its palms, slowly and ladling
وَداوِيَّةٌand a desert لايَأمَنُdoes not feel safe in الرَكبُthe caravan جَوزَهاits middle
وَداوِيَّةٌ لايَأمَنُ الرَكبُ جَوزَها
بِهاin it صارِخاتُshrieking الهامِthe owls وَالبومِand the owls يَهتِفُcall out
بِها صارِخاتُ الهامِ وَالبومِ يَهتِفُ
And in a desert whose depths the riders did not trust,
A perilous grove, travelers fear its walnuts
where owls shriek and hoot,
The ones the zebras and owls cry out to
دَعانيcalled me بِهاin it داعيthe caller of رَميمٍRamim وَبَينَناand between us
دَعاني بِها داعي رَميمٍ وَبَينَنا
بَهيمُpitch-black الحَواشيthe edges ذوpossessing أَهاويلِterrors أَغضَفُthick with darkness
بَهيمُ الحَواشي ذو أَهاويلِ أَغضَفُ
Ramim's caller summoned me there; between us lay
Its ruins called me, and between us
a night black at its edges, thick and full of terrors.
A terrified beast with awful horrors
تَقَحَّمتُI plunged into لَيلَthe night of العيسِthe pale camels وَهيَwhile they were رَذِيَّةٌworn out
تَقَحَّمتُ لَيلَ العيسِ وَهيَ رَذِيَّةٌ
وَكَلَّفتُand I urged أَصحابيmy companions الوَجيفَswift trotting فَأَوجَفواso they hastened
وَكَلَّفتُ أَصحابي الوَجيفَ فَأَوجَفوا
I plunged through the night with the pale camels, though they were worn out,
I ventured the pitch-dark night, ominous
and urged my companions to a swift trot, so they hastened,
And tasked my friends, terrified,
لِنِخبِرَso we may learn عَنهاabout her أَوor نَرىwe see سَروَthe uplands of أَرضِهاher land
لِنِخبِرَ عَنها أَو نَرى سَروَ أَرضِها
وَقَدand indeed يُتعِبُmay weary الرَكبَthe caravan المُحِبُّthe lover المُكَلَّفُdeeply enamored
وَقَد يُتعِبُ الرَكبَ المُحِبُّ المُكَلَّفُ
to learn of her or see the uplands of her land;
To inform about it or see the land’s Saroo
an infatuated lover may indeed weary the caravan.
The lover’s burden tires the caravan
وَلَوand if لَمnot تَمِلturned بِالعيسِwith the pale camels مَعوِيَّةُtwisted العُرىthe loops
وَلَو لَم تَمِل بِالعيسِ مَعوِيَّةُ العُرى
لَمالَwould have turned بِهاwith them أَيكٌa grove أَثيثٌdense وَغَريفُand a thicket
لَمالَ بِها أَيكٌ أَثيثٌ وَغَريفُ
And had a twisted-loop rein not turned the pale camels,
Had not the camel litter despaired of the pitch dark
a dense grove and a thicket would have turned them,
Any weak camel would have slipped away
وَمَكنونَةٌand a hidden one سودُblack المَجاثِمِthe resting places لَمnot يَزَلceased
وَمَكنونَةٌ سودُ المَجاثِمِ لَم يَزَل
يُهَيِّرَهاbreaks it down لِلعَيكَتَينِfor the two thickets التَلَهُّفِlonging
يُهَيِّرَها لِلعَيكَتَينِ التَلَهُّفِ
and a hidden one with black resting places, which
Concealed are the black veils, hyenas
longing for the two thickets never ceased to wear away.
Always startled them for the two hyena cubs
وَماand not العَيشُlife إِلّاexcept فيin ثَلاثٍthree things هِيَthey are المُنىthe desires
وَما العَيشُ إِلّا في ثَلاثٍ هِيَ المُنى
فَمَنso whoever نالَهاattains them مِنfrom بَعدُafterward لاnot يَتَخَوَّفُfears
فَمَن نالَها مِن بَعدُ لا يَتَخَوَّفُ
Life lies only in three things—the heart's desires;
Life is but three things: the wishes
whoever attains them need fear nothing thereafter:
Whoever obtains them afterward has no fear
صِحابَةُthe company of فِتيانٍyoung men عَلىon ناعِجِيَّةٍa long-necked she-camel
صِحابَةُ فِتيانٍ عَلى ناعِجِيَّةٍ
مَناسِمُهاher foot-pads بِالأَمعَزِon the stony ground المَحلِbarren تَرعُفُbleed
مَناسِمُها بِالأَمعَزِ المَحلِ تَرعُفُ
the company of young men, riding a long-necked she-camel,
Comrades of youths upon a she-camel
whose foot-pads bleed on the barren, stony ground;
Her teats milked by the white goat bleat
وَكَأسٌand a cup بِأَيديin the hands of الساقِيَينِthe two cupbearers رَوِيَّةٌbrimming
وَكَأسٌ بِأَيدي الساقِيَينِ رَوِيَّةٌ
يُمِدّانِthey both replenish راوُقيهِماtheir two decanters حينَwhen تُنزَفُit is drained
يُمِدّانِ راوُقيهِما حينَ تُنزَفُ
and a brimming cup in the hands of two cupbearers,
A cup in the hands of cupbearers delicious
who replenish their two decanters whenever it is drained;
They stretch out their palms when it is poured
وَرَبَّةُand a lady of خِدرٍa curtained chamber يَنفُحُwafts المِسكَmusk جَيبُهاher neckline
وَرَبَّةُ خِدرٍ يَنفُحُ المِسكَ جَيبُها
تَضَوَّعَwafted رَيّاهاher fragrance بِهِwith it حينَwhen تَصدِفُshe turns aside
تَضَوَّعَ رَيّاها بِهِ حينَ تَصدِفُ
and a lady of the curtained chamber, whose neckline wafts musk,
A lady of a tent, musk exhales from her collar
her fragrance spreading with it whenever she turns aside.
She donned it, it clinked when she fastened
إِذاwhen سُلِبَتshe was undressed فَوقَupon الحَشِيّاتِthe cushions أَشرَقَتshe shone
إِذا سُلِبَت فَوقَ الحَشِيّاتِ أَشرَقَت
كَماas أَشرَقَshone الدِعصَthe sand-mound الهِجانُwhite المُصَيَّفُwashed by summer rain
كَما أَشرَقَ الدِعصَ الهِجانُ المُصَيَّفُ
When undressed upon the cushions, she shines
When she was exposed above the cushions she shone
as a white sand-mound washed by summer rain shines.
Like the gleam of the polished Indian sword
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.