لَمّاwhen رَأَتناshe saw us واقِفيhalting المَطِيّاتthe riding camels
لَمّا رَأَتنا واقِفي المَطِيّات
قامَتshe stood up تَبَدّىdisplaying ليto me بِأَصلَتِيّاتwith smooth, gleaming teeth
قامَت تَبَدّى لي بِأَصلَتِيّات
When she saw us halting our riding camels,
When she saw us halting the camels
she stood up, displaying smooth, gleaming teeth,
She got up, revealing to me her slender frame
غُرٍّradiant white أَضاءَilluminated ظَلمُهاtheir lustre الثَنِيّاتthe incisors
غُرٍّ أَضاءَ ظَلمُها الثَنِيّات
خَودٌa tender young woman مِنَamong الظَعائِنِthe women in howdahs الضَمرِيّاتof Damrah
خَودٌ مِنَ الظَعائِنِ الضَمرِيّات
white, whose lustre lit up her incisors—
A whiteness illuminated its darkness
a tender young woman among the Damri women in howdahs,
A cheek from the gazelles, timid
حَلّالَةُa frequent dweller in الأَودِيَةِthe valleys الغَورِيّاتof the lowlands
حَلّالَةُ الأَودِيَةِ الغَورِيّات
صَفِيُّthe chosen one among أَترابٍcompanions of like age لَهاof hers حَيِيّاتbashful
صَفِيُّ أَترابٍ لَها حَيِيّات
a dweller in the lowland valleys,
Roaming the deep valleys
the choicest of her bashful companions of like age,
A companion of herds that have small lives
مِثلِlike الأَشاءاتِthe young palms أَوِor البَردِيّاتthe papyrus reeds
مِثلِ الأَشاءاتِ أَوِ البَردِيّات
أَوِor الغَماماتِthe clouds أَوِor الوَدِيّاتthe date-palm saplings
أَوِ الغَماماتِ أَوِ الوَدِيّات
like young palms or papyrus reeds,
Like the Achaeans or the Bardiyat
or clouds or date-palm saplings,
Or the clouds or the valleys
أَوor كَطِباءِlike the gazelles of السِدَرِthe lote trees العُبرِيّاتgrowing by riverbanks
أَو كَطِباءِ السِدَرِ العُبرِيّات
يَصِفنَthey spend summer بِالقَيظِin the summer heat عَلىbeside رَكِيّاتwells
يَصِفنَ بِالقَيظِ عَلى رَكِيّات
or like gazelles among riverside lote trees.
Or like the trunks of lotus trees, Hebrew
They spend the summer heat beside wells
Describing in summer on couches
مِنَof الكَلىal-Kalā فيin خُسُفٍdeep shafts رَوِيّاتbrimming with water
مِنَ الكَلى في خُسُفٍ رَوِيّات
وَضَعنَthey laid down أَنماطاًpatterned rugs زَربِيّاتpile carpets
وَضَعنَ أَنماطاً زَربِيّات
of al-Kalā, sunk deep and brimming with water.
Of kidney in sunken meadows
They laid down patterned, pile-woven rugs,
They placed Bedouin patterns
ثُمَّthen قَعَدنَthey sat down بِركَةَin the crouching posture of النَجِيّاتwomen whispering together
ثُمَّ قَعَدنَ بِركَةَ النَجِيّات
مَنwho راكِبٌa rider يُهديdelivers بِهاto her تَحِيّاتgreetings
مَن راكِبٌ يُهدي بِها تَحِيّات
then sat as women sit to whisper together.
Then sat by the pond of youth
What rider will carry greetings to her—
A rider who sends her regards
أَروَعُgallant خَرّاجٌever finding his way out مِنَof الدَوِيّاتthe desert wastes
أَروَعُ خَرّاجٌ مِنَ الدَوِيّات
يَسريhe travels by night إِذاwhen نامَsleep بَنوthe sons of السَرِيّاتthe noblewomen
يَسري إِذا نامَ بَنو السَرِيّات
gallant, ever finding his way out of desert wastes,
The loveliest tax collector from the lands
travelling by night when sons of noblewomen sleep,
Traveling while the family sleeps
يَبيتُhe passes the night بَينَamong شُعَبِbranches of الحارِيّاتthe rainclouds
يَبيتُ بَينَ شُعَبِ الحارِيّات
جَوّابُa tireless traverser of لَيلٍnight مِنجَرُa hard driver during العَشِيّاتthe evenings
جَوّابُ لَيلٍ مِنجَرُ العَشِيّات
passing the night among the branching rainclouds,
Spending the night between hot sands
a night-roamer, driving hard through the evenings,
Responding at night with a musical tone
ناجٍswift-moving عَلىon قَلائِصٍyoung she-camels عُلوِيّاتfrom the highlands
ناجٍ عَلى قَلائِصٍ عُلوِيّات
يَهويhe hurtles عَلىon شَراجِعٍlong-bodied she-camels عَلِيّاتtowering
يَهوي عَلى شَراجِعٍ عَلِيّات
speeding on young she-camels from the highlands?
Whispering to lofty ridges
He hurtles on long-bodied, towering she-camels,
Plunging onto high dunes
مَلاطِسِbroad الأَخفافِthe hoof-pads أَفتَلِيّاتwith outward-turned elbows
مَلاطِسِ الأَخفافِ أَفتَلِيّات
كَأَنَّماas though يَظعَنَّthey depart عَنfrom أُهوِيّاتdeep chasms
كَأَنَّما يَظعَنَّ عَن أُهوِيّات
broad of footpad, with outward-turning elbows,
Slippers of soft tread, twilight
as though they were departing from deep chasms.
As if whimpering from deep pits