ألاLo! آذَنَتناshe notified us منbecause of تَدلُّلِهاher coyness مَلسMals
ألا آذَنَتنا من تَدلُّلِها مَلس
وقالتand she said أماis there not? بينيbetween me وبينكand between you منany بَلسِdespair
وقالت أما بيني وبينك من بَلسِ
Lo, Mals has given us notice, out of her coyness.
Alas! Her coquetry has given us leave,
And she said, 'Is there no despair between me and you?'
And she said, "Between you and me there is no intimacy."
وقالتand she said ألاwill you not? تسعيyou strive فندركso we may attain ماwhat مضىhas passed
وقالت ألا تسعي فندرك ما مضى
وماand not أهلُكyour kinsmen العانونthe submissive ones فيin القدحdisparagement والضرسand biting
وما أهلُك العانون في القدح والضرس
And she said, 'Will you not strive, so we may recover what has passed?'
And she said, "Do not strive to regain what is past,
Nor are your kinsmen humbled by disparagement and biting attacks.
And do not be destroyed by sorrow and melancholy."
أتأمرنيdo they command me? سعدSa'd وليثand Layth وجندعand Junda'
أتأمرني سعد وليث وجندع
ولستand I am not براضcontent بالدنيةwith humiliation والوَكسand loss
ولست براض بالدنية والوَكس
Do Sa'd, Layth, and Junda' command me?
Do Sa'd, Layth, and Jundu' command me,
And I am not content with humiliation and loss.
When I have no pleasure in humility and abasement?
يقولونthey say خُذtake عَقلاًblood money وصالِحand make peace with عشيرةa clan
يقولون خُذ عَقلاً وصالِح عشيرة
فماso why? يأمرونيthey command me بالهمومwith sorrows إذاwhen أُمسىI enter evening
فما يأمروني بالهموم إذا أُمسى
They say, 'Take blood money and make peace with a clan.'
They say, "Use reason and be kind to your tribe,"
Why, then, do they bid me bear sorrows at nightfall?
Yet they bid me to grief when evening comes.
فأقسمتso I swore لاnot أنفكُّI desist حتىuntil أزورهمI visit them
فأقسمت لا أنفكُّ حتى أزورهم
بِقُبٍّwith lean-bellied steeds كأمثالlike the likes of المُجُوَّعِةthe famished ones الغُبسِthe dusky-gray ones
بِقُبٍّ كأمثال المُجُوَّعِة الغُبسِ
So I swore: I shall not desist until I visit them,
So I swore I would not desist
with lean-bellied steeds like famished, dusky-gray wolves.
Until I visit them with blows like the scowling famished.