ثُعالَةُThaʿālah, the fox حاذِرbeware مِنof أَميرٍa prince وَسَوقَةٍand common folk
ثُعالَةُ حاذِر مِن أَميرٍ وَسَوقَةٍ
فَمِنfor from لَفظِthe word for صَيدٍprey لَفظُthe word for الصَيادِنِhunters
فَمِن لَفظِ صَيدٍ لَفظُ الصَيادِنِ
Thaʿālah, beware a prince and common folk,
for the word for hunters comes from the word for prey.
وَلاand do not تَتَّخِذtake مِنfrom among آلِthe descendants of حَوّاءَEve صاحِباًa companion
وَلا تَتَّخِذ مِن آلِ حَوّاءَ صاحِباً
وَغَيرَهُمُand those other than them إِنif شِئتَyou wish فَاِصحَبthen keep company with وَخادِنِand befriend
وَغَيرَهُمُ إِن شِئتَ فَاِصحَب وَخادِنِ
And take no companion from Eve’s descendants;
but others, if you wish, keep company with and befriend.
فَإِنfor if كانَthere is فيin دُنياكَyour world لِلشَرِّfor evil مَعدِنٌa mine
فَإِن كانَ في دُنياكَ لِلشَرِّ مَعدِنٌ
فَإِنَّهُمthen indeed they are فيin ذاكَthat أَزكىthe richest المَعادِنِmines
فَإِنَّهُم في ذاكَ أَزكى المَعادِنِ
For if evil has a mine in your world,
then they are its richest mines.
وَلاand do not تَقرَبِapproach الناظورَthe watchman فيin الأَرضِthe land خِلتَهُyou thought him
وَلا تَقرَبِ الناظورَ في الأَرضِ خِلتَهُ
هِداناًa weakling فَتَلقىand so you encounter فاتِكاًa ruthless killer لَمdid not يُهادِنِmake a truce
هِداناً فَتَلقى فاتِكاً لَم يُهادِنِ
And do not approach the watchman in the field, thinking him
a weakling, only to encounter a killer who grants no truce.
وَعاصِand defy مُشيماًa watcher قالَwho said بادِرهُforestall him غادِهِapproach him at dawn
وَعاصِ مُشيماً قالَ بادِرهُ غادِهِ
فَلَستُfor I am not بِحادٍone who drives onward لَيدَinto the hand of أَشمَطَa grey-haired man بادِنِstout
فَلَستُ بِحادٍ لَيدَ أَشمَطَ بادِنِ
And defy a watcher who says, ‘Forestall him; approach him at dawn!’
For I am not one to drive you into a stout greybeard’s hand.
فَرُبَّfor many a مُسِنٍّold man رَدَّturned مِثلَكَone like you بِالضُحىin the forenoon
فَرُبَّ مُسِنٍّ رَدَّ مِثلَكَ بِالضُحى
لَقىًa discarded carcass لِرَوادٍfor a roaming woman فيamong النِساءِthe women الرَوادِنِwho spin
لَقىً لِرَوادٍ في النِساءِ الرَوادِنِ
For many an old man has turned your like, in the forenoon,
into a discarded carcass for a roaming woman among the spinners.
وَكَمand how many أَيَّمواthey made widows مِنof ضَيغَمٍa lion أَمa mother of أَشبُلٍlion cubs
وَكَم أَيَّموا مِن ضَيغَمٍ أَم أَشبُلٍ
وَكَمand how many أَثكَلواthey bereaved مِنof أُمِّa mother of شادٍa singing bird وَشادِنِand a fawn
وَكَم أَثكَلوا مِن أُمِّ شادٍ وَشادِنِ
And how often have they left a mother of cubs widowed of her lion,
and how many mothers of songbirds and fawns have they bereaved!