بَنوthe sons of دارِمٍDarim عِندَnear السَماءِheaven وَأَنتُمُand you
بَنو دارِمٍ عِندَ السَماءِ وَأَنتُمُ
قَذىrefuse الأَرضِthe earth أَبعِدhow far apart! بَينَthe gulf ماwhat بَينَbetween ذَلِكِthat
قَذى الأَرضِ أَبعِد بَينَ ما بَينَ ذَلِكِ
The sons of Darim are near heaven, while you are
The tribe of Darim near the sky while you
the earth's refuse—how wide the gulf between the two!
Are the scum of the earth, how far between that is!
وَقَدand indeed كانَthere was مِنهُمamong them حاجِبٌHajib وَاِبنُand the son of عَمِّهِhis paternal uncle
وَقَد كانَ مِنهُم حاجِبٌ وَاِبنُ عَمِّهِ
أَبوfather of جَندَلٍJandal وَالزَيدُand Zayd زَيدُZayd المَعارِكِbattles
أَبو جَندَلٍ وَالزَيدُ زَيدُ المَعارِكِ
And indeed among them were Hajib and his cousin,
Among them was a chamberlain and the son of his uncle,
Abu Jandal, and Zayd—Zayd of battles.
Abu Jandal and Zayd, Zayd of battles,
وَتَرفِدُهُمand aid them أَبناءُthe sons of حَنظَلَةَHanzala الذُرىthe lofty peaks
وَتَرفِدُهُم أَبناءُ حَنظَلَةَ الذُرى
حَصىًpebbles يَتَحَدّىdefies قِبصُهُits multitude كُلَّevery فاتِكِdaring assailant
حَصىً يَتَحَدّى قِبصُهُ كُلَّ فاتِكِ
And Hanzala's sons, lofty peaks, lend them aid:
And progeny of Hanzala Al-Jurai
a host like pebbles, whose multitude defies every daring assailant.
As pebbles that defy every assailant’s grasp
وَكَمand how many مِنof رَئيسٍa chief قَطَّرَتهُfelled him رِماحُهُمtheir spears
وَكَم مِن رَئيسٍ قَطَّرَتهُ رِماحُهُم
بِمُختَلِفٍat a crossing بَينَamong الرِمالِthe sands الدَكادِكِlow, compacted dunes
بِمُختَلِفٍ بَينَ الرِمالِ الدَكادِكِ
And many a chief their spears have felled
And how many a chief did their spears drizzle
at a crossing among the low, compacted sand dunes.
Between the sand dunes and rugged terrain
وَلَولاهُمُand were it not for them ياO اِبنَson of المَراغَةِal-Maragha كُنتُمُyou would have been
وَلَولاهُمُ يا اِبنَ المَراغَةِ كُنتُمُ
لَقىًcast-offs بَينَbetween أَطرافِthe points of القَناthe spears لِلسَنابِكِfor the hooves
لَقىً بَينَ أَطرافِ القَنا لِلسَنابِكِ
And without them, O son of al-Maragha, you would have been
And were it not for them, O son of Maragha, you would be
cast-offs amid spearpoints, left for the hooves.
Prey amidst the edges of the spearheads
هُمthey أَنقَذواrescued يَومَon the day of الصُهَيباتِal-Suhaybat سَبيَكُمyour captives
هُم أَنقَذوا يَومَ الصُهَيباتِ سَبيَكُم
وَأَبناءُand the sons of رَهطِthe clan of الكَلبِthe Dog قُرعُbare of المَبارِكِcamel-resting places
وَأَبناءُ رَهطِ الكَلبِ قُرعُ المَبارِكِ
They rescued your captives on the day of al-Suhaybat,
They saved your captives on the day of Suhyubat
while the sons of the Dog's clan had bare camel-yards.
While the sons of Kalb the dog, the beaten wretches
فَرَرتُمyou fled حِذارَin fear of الثَعلَبِيِّينَthe Tha'labites إِذwhen سَمَواthey advanced
فَرَرتُم حِذارَ الثَعلَبِيِّينَ إِذ سَمَوا
بِأَرعَنَwith a vast host طَودٍa mountain مُشمَخِرِّtowering الحَوارِكِthe withers
بِأَرعَنَ طَودٍ مُشمَخِرِّ الحَوارِكِ
You fled in fear of the Tha'labites when they advanced
So you fled, wary of the foxes when they vowed
with a vast host—a mountain of towering withers.
With the roar of a towering, ferocious lion