عَلىover المُتَرَدِّفاتِthe successive ridges بِكُلِّin every خَرقٍwilderness
عَلى المُتَرَدِّفاتِ بِكُلِّ خَرقٍ
نَحائِزُlong tracks كُلِّevery مَنتَجِرٍpassage (uncertain) مُنيرِclearly marked
نَحائِزُ كُلِّ مَنتَجِرٍ مُنيرِ
Over the successive ridges in every wilderness,
On she-camels, with all sort of saddle cloth,
Run the long tracks of every clearly marked passage.
We vie to possess each shining and glorious rider.
فَماso not بَلَغَتthey reached بِناwith us إِلّاexcept جَريضاًgasping; near death
فَما بَلَغَت بِنا إِلّا جَريضاً
عَلىupon الأَعجازِthe rumps تُردِفُcarries behind كُلَّevery كورِcamel saddle
عَلى الأَعجازِ تُردِفُ كُلَّ كورِ
So they brought us through only at their last gasp,
They barely give us a chance.
Carrying every saddle behind upon their rumps.
All the bright stars follow behind their necks.
بَلَغنَthey arrived وَمُخُّهُنَّand their marrow مَعَwith السُلامىthe small foot-bones
بَلَغنَ وَمُخُّهُنَّ مَعَ السُلامى
بِكُلِّwith every نَجاءَswift she-camel صادِقَةِsteadfast in الضَريرِendurance
بِكُلِّ نَجاءَ صادِقَةِ الضَريرِ
They arrived, their marrow in their small foot-bones,
They reached, along with the dark-skinned pretty women,
Each a swift she-camel of steadfast endurance.
Truthfully calling, every blind and sighted.
وَأَشلاءٍand remains لِناجِيَةٍof a fleet she-camel تَرَكناwe left
وَأَشلاءٍ لِناجِيَةٍ تَرَكنا
عَلَيهاupon her العاكِفاتِthe lingering ones مِنَamong النُسورِthe vultures
عَلَيها العاكِفاتِ مِنَ النُسورِ
And the remains of a fleet she-camel we left behind,
And we left, for a wailing woman,
With vultures lingering over her.
On her, vultures hovering, screaming.
كَأَنَّas though رِكابَناour riding camels فيin كُلِّevery فَجٍّpass
كَأَنَّ رِكابَنا في كُلِّ فَجٍّ
إِذاwhen دَبَّcrept الكُحَيلُthe pitch مِنَfrom الغُرورِthe skin-folds
إِذا دَبَّ الكُحَيلُ مِنَ الغُرورِ
As though our riding camels in every pass,
As if our riders in every ravine,
When pitch seeped from their skin-folds,
When folly creeps, due to vanity,
نِعامٌostriches رائِحٌmoving at evening فيon يَومِa day of ريحٍwind
نِعامٌ رائِحٌ في يَومِ ريحٍ
وَلَيسَتand they are not فيin أَخِشَّتِهاtheir nose-reins بَعيرِa pack-caravan
وَلَيسَت في أَخِشَّتِها بَعيرِ
Were ostriches moving at evening on a windy day,
Are ostriches running on a windy day,
Yet, in their nose-reins, they were no pack-caravan.
With no she-camel in their midst.
وَلَكِنbut يَنتَجِعنَthey seek pasture بِناwith us فُراتاًthe Euphrates
وَلَكِن يَنتَجِعنَ بِنا فُراتاً
وَنيلاًand the Nile يَطمُوانِboth rise عَلىabove البُحورِthe seas
وَنيلاً يَطمُوانِ عَلى البُحورِ
But with us they seek the Euphrates,
But Euphrates and Nile gush for us,
And the Nile, both rising above the seas.
And surge into the seas.
هُماboth فيin راحَتَيكَyour two palms إِذاwhen تَلاقىconverged
هُما في راحَتَيكَ إِذا تَلاقى
عُبابُهُماtheir surging waters إِلىinto حَلَبٍa yield of milk غَزيرِabundant
عُبابُهُما إِلى حَلَبٍ غَزيرِ
Both lie in your palms, when there converge
Meeting each other in your care,
Their surging waters, yielding milk in plenty.
Their flood reaches plentiful Aleppo.
بِهِمthrough them ثَبَتَتstood firm رَحىthe mill of الإِسلامِIslam قَسراًby force
بِهِم ثَبَتَت رَحى الإِسلامِ قَسراً
وَضَربٍand blows بِالمُهَنَّدَةِwith Indian-forged swords الذُكورِhard-tempered
وَضَربٍ بِالمُهَنَّدَةِ الذُكورِ
Through them Islam's mill stood firm, through force,
Through them the millstone of Islam was firmly established,
And blows of hard-tempered Indian swords.
And spread, by the spears of the honorable men.
تَوارَثَهاthey inherited it successively بَنوthe sons of مَروانَMarwan عَنهُfrom him
تَوارَثَها بَنو مَروانَ عَنهُ
وَعَنand from عُثمانَUthman بَعدَafter ثَأىًa rift كَبيرِgreat
وَعَن عُثمانَ بَعدَ ثَأىً كَبيرِ
The sons of Marwan inherited it from him,
The Marwanids inherited it from them,
And from Uthman, after a great rift.
After a long absence since Uthman.
رَجاكَplaced hope in you المَشرِقانِthe East and West لِكُلِّfor every عانٍcaptive
رَجاكَ المَشرِقانِ لِكُلِّ عانٍ
وَأَرمَلَةٍand widow وَأَصحابُand the men of الثُغورِthe frontier posts
وَأَرمَلَةٍ وَأَصحابُ الثُغورِ
East and West look to you for every captive
The East and West appealed to you in every turmoil,
And widow; so do the men of the frontier posts.
As did the widows and people of the frontiers.
وَكُنتَand you had جَعَلتَlaid down لِلعُمّالِfor the officials عَهداًa covenant
وَكُنتَ جَعَلتَ لِلعُمّالِ عَهداً
وَفيهِand in it العاصِماتُthe safeguards مِنَagainst الفُجورِwrongdoing
وَفيهِ العاصِماتُ مِنَ الفُجورِ
You had laid down a covenant for the officials,
You had made a covenant with the governors,
And in it are safeguards against wrongdoing.
In it ways to protect from corruption.
فَمَنso whoever يَأخُذtakes hold بِحَبلِكَof your rope يَجلُdispels عَنهُfrom him
فَمَن يَأخُذ بِحَبلِكَ يَجلُ عَنهُ
عَشاthe dimness of عَينَيهِhis two eyes مِنكَfrom you بَياضُwhite radiance نورِof light
عَشا عَينَيهِ مِنكَ بَياضُ نورِ
From whoever grasps your rope is banished
Whoever holds onto your rope, the white light of your eyes prevents,
The dimness of his eyes, by white radiance from you.
His eyes from unlawful sights.
أَميرَCommander of المُؤمِنينَthe Faithful وَأَنتَand you تَشفيheal
أَميرَ المُؤمِنينَ وَأَنتَ تَشفي
بِعَدلِwith the justice of يَدَيكَyour two hands أَدواءَthe ailments of الصُدورِhearts
بِعَدلِ يَدَيكَ أَدواءَ الصُدورِ
Commander of the Faithful, you heal
O Commander of the Faithful, as you heal,
With your hands' justice, the ailments of hearts.
With the justice of your hands, the illnesses of hearts.
فَكَيفَthen what بِعامِلٍof an official يَسعىwho acts عَلَيناagainst us
فَكَيفَ بِعامِلٍ يَسعى عَلَينا
يُكَلِّفُناdemands from us الدَراهِمَthe dirhams فيin البُدورِthe money-purses
يُكَلِّفُنا الدَراهِمَ في البُدورِ
Then what of an official who acts against us,
How can an agent, who comes demanding from us,
Demanding dirhams from us by the purseful?
Obliging us to pay dirhams in our abodes?
وَأَنّىand how بِالدَراهِمِto obtain dirhams وَهيَwhile they are مِنّاin relation to us
وَأَنّى بِالدَراهِمِ وَهيَ مِنّا
كَرافِعِlike one raising راحَتَيهِhis two palms إِلىtoward العَبورِSirius
كَرافِعِ راحَتَيهِ إِلى العَبورِ
And how can we find dirhams, when they lie as far from us
Whence are dirhams for us, when we are,
As Sirius from one who raises both palms toward it?
Like one raising his hands for help to cross.
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.