Sol 6.1

  1. لعُمري لَيسَ بِالإِشعار فَخري

    وَلَكن بِالقَواضب وَالعَوالي

    By my life, my pride is not in poetry,

    But in keen swords and long spears,

  2. وَإِحساب لِسان الدَهر يَتلو

    مَآثرها عَلى سَمع اللَيالي

    And in noble lineages—the tongue of Time recites

    Their noble deeds into the ears of the nights.

  3. وَبَذل لِلنضار بَغَير مِن

    عَلى مِقدار مَوجودي وَحالي

    And in giving gold without reminding others of favors,

    In proportion to my possessions and my circumstances.

  4. وَآلي تَستَقي مِنها بُحور

    وَأَبحر مِن يُفاخر لَمع آل

    And from my clan the seas draw water;

    And the seas of whoever boasts are a mirage's gleam.

  5. فَقُل لي يا ابن بِنت أَبي مداس

    بِعَم أَنَتَ تَفخر أَم بِخال

    Then tell me, O son of Abu Madas's daughter,

    Do you boast of a paternal uncle, or a maternal uncle?

  6. وَتَرفل في ثِياب الكبر تعساً

    لِمثلك قَد عَريت مِن المَعالي

    And you strut in robes of arrogance—woe

    To the likes of you! You have been stripped of noble qualities.

  7. وَتَرمي آل منجك بانتِقاص

    وَهُم أَهل الفَضائل وَالكَمال

    And you cast aspersions on the house of Manjak,

    Yet they are people of virtue and perfection.

  8. اتنصدع السَماء بنبح كَلب

    أَم الشعرى العُبور بِهِ تبالي

    Does the sky split at a dog's barking,

    Or does Sirius, the Crossing Star, care about it?

  9. تَسب صَحابة المُختار حيناً

    وَحيناً تَدَعي حُبّاً لِآل

    At times you revile the Chosen One's companions,

    And at times you claim love for the Family.

  10. وَيَكرهك الجَميع كَما كَرهنا

    لا رجلنا العَتيق مِن النِعال

    And everyone hates you, just as we have hated

    Old sandals for our feet [reading uncertain].

  11. أَيَقصد مِن أُسرَتِهِ سُيوف

    طبعن لِضَرب أَعناق الرِجال

    Does he seek swords from his family,

    Forged to strike men's necks?