هَلdo you تَعرِفُrecognize الدارَthe dwelling عَفاerased رَسمَهاits traces
هَل تَعرِفُ الدارَ عَفا رَسمَها
بَعدَكَafter you left صَوبُthe downpour of المُسبِلِthe rain-shedding cloud الهاطِلِpouring heavily
بَعدَكَ صَوبُ المُسبِلِ الهاطِلِ
Do you recognize the dwelling whose traces were erased
Do you know the house whose traces have been effaced
After you left, by a raincloud's heavy, streaming downpour,
Beyond you towards the torrential, pouring valleys
بَينَbetween السَراديحِal-Saradih فَأُدمانَةٍand Udmanah
بَينَ السَراديحِ فَأُدمانَةٍ
فَمَدفَعِand the outlet of الرَوحاءِal-Rawha فيin حائِلِHa'il
فَمَدفَعِ الرَوحاءِ في حائِلِ
Between al-Saradih and Udmanah,
Between the stony ground and the sandy plains
And the outlet of al-Rawha, in Ha'il?
And the winds blowing through the mountain passes
سَأَلتُهاI asked it عَنabout ذاكَthat فَاِستَعجَمَتbut it gave no answer
سَأَلتُها عَن ذاكَ فَاِستَعجَمَت
لَمnot تَدرِit knew ماwhat مَرجوعَةُthe reply to السائِلِthe questioner
لَم تَدرِ ما مَرجوعَةُ السائِلِ
I asked it about that, but it gave no answer;
I asked about that place but she was perplexed
It knew not what reply to give the questioner.
Not knowing who was asking and seeking
دَعleave عَنكَaside from you داراًa dwelling قَدalready عَفاfaded رَسمُهاits traces
دَع عَنكَ داراً قَد عَفا رَسمُها
وَاِبكِand weep عَلىfor حَمزَةَHamza ذيpossessor of النائِلِbounty
وَاِبكِ عَلى حَمزَةَ ذي النائِلِ
Leave aside a dwelling whose traces have faded,
Leave alone a house whose traces are gone
And weep for Hamza, giver of bounty:
And weep for Hamza, man of the spears
أَلمالِئِthe filler of الشيزىwooden serving bowls إِذاwhen أَعصَفَتblew fiercely
أَلمالِئِ الشيزى إِذا أَعصَفَت
غَبراءُa dust-gray wind فيin ذيmarked by السَنَةِdrought الماحِلِbarren
غَبراءُ في ذي السَنَةِ الماحِلِ
Who filled the wooden bowls whenever there blew
When the dust storms swirl violently
A dust-gray wind in a barren year of drought;
In the waning years that are fleeting
التارِكِthe one leaving القِرنَthe opponent لَدىbefore قِرنِهِhis match
التارِكِ القِرنَ لَدى قِرنِهِ
يَعثُرُhe stumbles فيon ذيbearing الخُرُصِa spearhead الذابِلِslender
يَعثُرُ في ذي الخُرُصِ الذابِلِ
Who left his opponent before his match,
The one who leaves his spear by his spear
Stumbling on a slender, iron-tipped spear;
Stumbling with enfeebled joints that are wasting
وَاللابِسِand the one engaging الخَيلَthe cavalry إِذاwhen أَحجَمَتit held back
وَاللابِسِ الخَيلَ إِذا أَحجَمَت
كَاللَيثِlike the lion فيin غاباتِهِits thickets الباسِلِvaliant
كَاللَيثِ في غاباتِهِ الباسِلِ
And who plunged among the horsemen when they held back,
And the one who charges his horses when they stampede
Like the valiant lion amid its thickets.
Like a lion in the thickets, undaunted and bold
أَبيَضُfair فيat الذَروَةِthe summit مِنof هاشِمٍHashim
أَبيَضُ في الذَروَةِ مِن هاشِمٍ
لَمnot يَمرِhe argued دونَagainst الحَقِّthe truth بِالباطِلِwith falsehood
لَم يَمرِ دونَ الحَقِّ بِالباطِلِ
Fair, at the summit of Hashim's line,
A shining white Hashimite in the high peaks
He never argued with falsehood against the truth.
Who never passed by falsehood, upholding the truth
ماwhat لِشَهيدٍto a martyr بَينَamong أَرماحِكُمyour spears
ما لِشَهيدٍ بَينَ أَرماحِكُم
شَلَّتmay be paralyzed يَداthe two hands of وَحشِيِّWahshi مِنas a قاتِلِkiller
شَلَّت يَدا وَحشِيِّ مِن قاتِلِ
What befell the martyr among your spears?
What's a martyr to do among your spears
May Wahshi's two hands be paralyzed, murderer that he is!
That paralyze the hands of a vicious killer
إِنَّindeed اِمرَأًa man غودِرَwas left slain فيby أَلَّةٍa broad-bladed spear
إِنَّ اِمرَأً غودِرَ في أَلَّةٍ
مَطرورَةٍsharpened مارِنَةِsupple in العامِلِthe upper shaft
مَطرورَةٍ مارِنَةِ العامِلِ
Indeed, a man was left slain by a broad-bladed spear,
A man was betrayed among ravaging armies
Sharpened, with a supple upper shaft;
Surrounding, vicious, relentlessly toiling
أَظلَمَتِgrew dark الأَرضُthe earth لِفِقدانِهِat his loss
أَظلَمَتِ الأَرضُ لِفِقدانِهِ
وَاِسوَدَّand turned black نورُthe light of القَمَرِthe moon الناصِلِrising
وَاِسوَدَّ نورُ القَمَرِ الناصِلِ
The earth grew dark at his loss,
The earth darkened when he left
And the rising moon's light turned black.
And the light of the radiant moon was extinguished
صَلىmay bless عَلَيكَupon you اللَهُGod فيin جَنَّةٍa garden of Paradise
صَلى عَلَيكَ اللَهُ في جَنَّةٍ
عالِيَةٍlofty مُكرَمَةِhonored الداخِلِthe entrant
عالِيَةٍ مُكرَمَةِ الداخِلِ
May God bless you in a garden of Paradise,
May Allah bless you in a lofty, honored Garden
Lofty, where whoever enters is honored.
For those entering, joyful and gracious
كُنّاwe used to نَرىsee حَمزَةَHamza حِرزاًa refuge لَناfor us
كُنّا نَرى حَمزَةَ حِرزاً لَنا
مِنfrom كُلِّevery أَمرٍcalamity نابَناbefell us نازِلِdescending
مِن كُلِّ أَمرٍ نابَنا نازِلِ
We used to see Hamza as our refuge
We saw Hamza as a refuge protecting us
From every calamity that descended upon us.
From every matter that afflicted and opposed
وَكانَand he was فيin الإِسلامِIslam ذاendowed with تُدرَءٍdefensive strength
وَكانَ في الإِسلامِ ذا تُدرَءٍ
لَمnot يَكُhe was بِالوانيat all slack وَلاnor الخاذِلِone who forsakes others
لَم يَكُ بِالواني وَلا الخاذِلِ
And in Islam he was a staunch defender,
In Islam he was unfailing and sound
He was neither slack nor one to forsake others.
No weakness or frailty making him fall
لاdo not تَفرَحيrejoice ياO هِندُHind وَاِستَحلِبيand draw forth as milk
لا تَفرَحي يا هِندُ وَاِستَحلِبي
دَمعاًtears وَأَذريand shed عَبرَةَthe tears of الثاكِلِthe bereaved
دَمعاً وَأَذري عَبرَةَ الثاكِلِ
Do not rejoice, O Hind; milk forth
Don't rejoice, O Hind, and pretend to cry
Tears, and shed the tears of the bereaved.
Shedding tears and moaning like a bereft mother
وَاِبكيand weep عَلىfor عُتبَةَUtba إِذwhen قَطَّهُhe cut him down
وَاِبكي عَلى عُتبَةَ إِذ قَطَّهُ
بِالسَيفِwith the sword تَحتَbeneath الرَهَجِthe dust الجائِلِswirling
بِالسَيفِ تَحتَ الرَهَجِ الجائِلِ
And weep for Utba, when he cut him down
Weep for Utbah when he was sliced by the sword
With the sword beneath the swirling dust,
Under the crushing, overwhelming blows
إِذwhen خَرَّhe fell فيamong مَشيَخَةٍa company of elders مِنكُمُfrom among you
إِذ خَرَّ في مَشيَخَةٍ مِنكُمُ
مِنof كُلِّevery عاتٍdefiant man قَلبُهُhis heart جاهِلِignorant
مِن كُلِّ عاتٍ قَلبُهُ جاهِلِ
When he fell among a company of your elders,
When an elder of yours fell in folly
Each a defiant man with an ignorant heart.
With a heart ignorant of what was right
أَرداهُمُhe slew them حَمزَةُHamza فيamid أُسرَةٍa band of kinsmen
أَرداهُمُ حَمزَةُ في أُسرَةٍ
يَمشونَthey march تَحتَbeneath الحَلَقِthe rings of mail الذائِلِtrailing
يَمشونَ تَحتَ الحَلَقِ الذائِلِ
Hamza laid them low amid a band of kinsmen
Hamza drove them back in droves
Marching beneath trailing rings of mail,
Walking under the swaying spearheads
غَداةَon the morning when جِبريلُGabriel وَزيرٌa helper لَهُfor him
غَداةَ جِبريلُ وَزيرٌ لَهُ
نِعمَexcellent is وَزيرُthe helper of الفارِسِthe horseman الحامِلِcharging
نِعمَ وَزيرُ الفارِسِ الحامِلِ
On the morning when Gabriel was his helper:
The next morning Gabriel was his minister
What a fine helper for the charging horseman!
Excellent minister for the brave cavalier
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.