تَقولُshe says اِبنَةُthe daughter الغَوثِيُّal-Ghawthi ماwhat لَكَwith you هَهُناhere
تَقولُ اِبنَةُ الغَوثِيُّ ما لَكَ هَهُنا
وَأَنتَand you تَميمِيٌّa Tamimi مَعَwith الشَرقِthe east جانِبُهhis homeland
وَأَنتَ تَميمِيٌّ مَعَ الشَرقِ جانِبُه
The daughter of al-Ghawthi says, “What brings you here,
when you are a Tamimi, whose homeland lies in the east?”
تُؤَذِّنُنيshe alerts me قَبلَbefore الرَواحِthe evening departure وَقَدand already دَناhas drawn near
تُؤَذِّنُني قَبلَ الرَواحِ وَقَد دَنا
مِنَof البَينِparting لاnot دانٍdrawing near وَلاand not مُتَقارِبُهits approach
مِنَ البَينِ لا دانٍ وَلا مُتَقارِبُه
She alerts me before the evening departure, when already close
is parting—may neither it nor its approach come near!
فَقُلتُso I said لَهاto her الحاجاتُneeds يَطرَحنَtoss about بِالفَتىwith a young man
فَقُلتُ لَها الحاجاتُ يَطرَحنَ بِالفَتى
وَهَمٌّand a care تَعَنّانيbeset me مُعَنّىًwearied رَكايِبُهits riding camels
وَهَمٌّ تَعَنّاني مُعَنّىً رَكايِبُه
I said to her, “Needs toss a young man about,
and a care beset me, its riding camels wearied.
وَماand not زُرتُI visited سَلمىSalma أَنbecause تَكونَshe was حَبيبَةًbeloved
وَما زُرتُ سَلمى أَن تَكونَ حَبيبَةً
إِلَيَّto me وَلاnor دينٍa debt لَهاof hers أَناI طالِبُهseeking it
إِلَيَّ وَلا دينٍ لَها أَنا طالِبُه
I did not visit Salma because she was beloved
to me, nor for a debt of hers that I was claiming.”
فَكائِنand how many تَخَطَّتthey passed beyond مِنof فَساطيطِlarge tents عامِلٍa governor
فَكائِن تَخَطَّت مِن فَساطيطِ عامِلٍ
إِلَيكَto you وَمِنand of خَرقٍa vast wilderness تَعاوىhowled to one another ثَعالِبُهits foxes
إِلَيكَ وَمِن خَرقٍ تَعاوى ثَعالِبُه
And how many governors’ tents they passed,
on their way to you, and how many wastes whose foxes howled to one another!
يَظَلُّkeeps by day القَطاthe sandgrouse مِنfrom حَيثُwhere ماتَتdied away رِياحُهُits winds
يَظَلُّ القَطا مِن حَيثُ ماتَت رِياحُهُ
يُعارِضُنيflies alongside me تَخشىfear الهَلاكَdeath قَوارِبُهits water-seekers
يُعارِضُني تَخشى الهَلاكَ قَوارِبُه
From where the desert’s winds have died, the sandgrouse keep
flying alongside me, their water-seekers fearing death.
وَماءٍand water كَأَنَّas though الغِسلَwashing herbs خيضَwas stirred صَبيبُهُits flow
وَماءٍ كَأَنَّ الغِسلَ خيضَ صَبيبُهُ
عَلىat لَونِهِits color وَالطَعمِand the taste يَعبِسُgrimaces شارِبُهits drinker
عَلى لَونِهِ وَالطَعمِ يَعبِسُ شارِبُه
And water whose flow seemed stirred with washing herbs—
its drinker grimaces at its color and taste—
وَرَدتُI reached the water وَجَوزُand the midst اللَيلِof the night حَيرانُbewildered ساكِنٌmotionless
وَرَدتُ وَجَوزُ اللَيلِ حَيرانُ ساكِنٌ
عَلَيهِover it وَقَدand already كادَتwere about to تَميلُsink كَواكِبُهits stars
عَلَيهِ وَقَد كادَت تَميلُ كَواكِبُه
I reached it while the heart of night lay bewildered and still
over it, with its stars already about to sink.
قَطَعتُI cut through لِأَلحيهِنَّfor their jaws أَعضادَthe sides حَوضِهِof its trough
قَطَعتُ لِأَلحيهِنَّ أَعضادَ حَوضِهِ
وَنَشَّand soaked up نَدىmoisture الدَلوِof the bucket المُحيلِthe worn جَوانِبُهits sides
وَنَشَّ نَدى الدَلوِ المُحيلِ جَوانِبُه
I cut through its trough’s sides for their jaws,
and its sides soaked up the moisture from the worn bucket.
ثَنَتthey bent رُكَبَthe knees الأَيديof the forelegs كَأَنَّas though رَشيفَهاtheir sipping
ثَنَت رُكَبَ الأَيدي كَأَنَّ رَشيفَها
تَرَشُّفُthe sipping مَمطورٍof one drenched by rain وَقيعاًrainwater in a rock-hollow يُناهِبُهhe vies to snatch it
تَرَشُّفُ مَمطورٍ وَقيعاً يُناهِبُه
They bent their foreleg knees, as though their sipping were
the sipping of a rain-drenched drinker, vying to snatch a rock-pool’s water.