أَعاذِلُO reproacher بَكّينيmourn me لِأَضيافِfor the guests of لَيلَةٍa night
أَعاذِلُ بَكّيني لِأَضيافِ لَيلَةٍ
نُزورِscant in القِرىfood for guests أَمسَتgrew at evening بِليلاًcold and damp شَمالُهاits north wind
نُزورِ القِرى أَمسَت بِليلاً شَمالُها
O reproacher, mourn me for the guests of a night
of scant fare, whose north wind grew cold and damp at dusk.
أَعامِرُO ʿĀmir مهلاًgently لاdo not تَلُمنيreproach me وَلاand do not تَكُنbe
أَعامِرُ مهلاً لا تَلُمني وَلا تَكُن
خَفِيّاًobscure إِذاwhen الخَيراتُgood deeds عُدَّتare counted رِجالُهاtheir men
خَفِيّاً إِذا الخَيراتُ عُدَّت رِجالُها
O ʿĀmir, gently! Do not reproach me, and do not be
obscure when the men of good deeds are counted.
أَرىI see إِبِليmy camels تُجزيperform مَجازيthe services of هَجمَةٍa large camel herd
أَرى إِبِلي تُجزي مَجازي هَجمَةٍ
كَثيرٍlarge وَإِنand although كانَتwere قَليلاًfew إِفالُهاtheir camel calves
كَثيرٍ وَإِن كانَت قَليلاً إِفالُها
I see my camels do the work of a herd,
a large one, though their calves are few.
مَثاكيلُoften-bereaved mothers ماnot تَنفَكُّcease أَرحَلَdwellings جُمَّةٍa multitude
مَثاكيلُ ما تَنفَكُّ أَرحَلَ جُمَّةٍ
تُرَدُّare brought back عَلَيهِمto them نوقُهاits she-camels وَجِمالُهاand its he-camels
تُرَدُّ عَلَيهِم نوقُها وَجِمالُها
Often-bereaved mothers—unceasingly, to the dwellings of a multitude,
the herd’s she-camels and he-camels are brought back to them.