أَخالِدَO Khalida عادَhas become وَعدُكُمُyour promise خِلاباdeceitful
أَخالِدَ عادَ وَعدُكُمُ خِلابا
وَمَنَّيتِand you raised hopes المَواعِدَpromises وَالكِذاباand lies
وَمَنَّيتِ المَواعِدَ وَالكِذابا
O Khalida, your promise has proved deceitful,
and you held out promises and lies.
أَلَمdid you not تَتَبَيَّنيdiscern كَلَفيmy infatuation وَوَجديand my anguish
أَلَم تَتَبَيَّني كَلَفي وَوَجدي
غَداةَon the morning يُرَدُّturn back أَهلُكُمُyour people الرِكاباthe riding camels
غَداةَ يُرَدُّ أَهلُكُمُ الرِكابا
Did you not discern my infatuation and anguish
the morning your people turned back the riding camels?
أَهَذاhas this الوُدُّlove زادَكِincreased in you كُلَّevery يَومٍday
أَهَذا الوُدُّ زادَكِ كُلَّ يَومٍ
مُباعَدَةًestrangement لِإِلفِكَfrom your beloved وَاِجتِناباand avoidance
مُباعَدَةً لِإِلفِكَ وَاِجتِنابا
Has this love increased in you each day
estrangement from your beloved and avoidance?
لَقَدindeed طَرِبَsang plaintively الحَمامُthe doves فَهاجَand so stirred شَوقاًlonging
لَقَد طَرِبَ الحَمامُ فَهاجَ شَوقاً
لِقَلبٍfor a heart ماnot يَزالُceases بِكُمby you مُصاباstricken
لِقَلبٍ ما يَزالُ بِكُم مُصابا
Indeed, the doves sang and stirred a longing
in a heart still stricken by you.
وَنَرهَبُand we fear أَنto نَزورَكُمُvisit you عُيوناًwatching eyes
وَنَرهَبُ أَن نَزورَكُمُ عُيوناً
مُصانَعَةًas appeasement لِأَهلِكِto your family وَاِرتِقاباand out of caution
مُصانَعَةً لِأَهلِكِ وَاِرتِقابا
When visiting you, we fear watching eyes,
out of deference to your family and caution.
فَماyet not بالَيتِyou heeded لَيلَتَناour night بِنَجدٍin Najd
فَما بالَيتِ لَيلَتَنا بِنَجدٍ
وَدَمعُand tears العَينِof the eye يَنحَدِرُstream down اِنسِكاباin torrents
وَدَمعُ العَينِ يَنحَدِرُ اِنسِكابا
Yet you cared nothing for our night in Najd,
while tears streamed from the eye in torrents,
لِذِكرِكِat remembering you حينَwhen فَوَّزَتِcrossed the wilderness المَطاياthe riding camels
لِذِكرِكِ حينَ فَوَّزَتِ المَطايا
عَلىalong شَرَكٍa track تَخالُyou imagine بِهِon it سِباباcursing
عَلى شَرَكٍ تَخالُ بِهِ سِبابا
at the thought of you, as the mounts crossed the wilderness
along a track where one might imagine cursing.
أَلاah ياO قَلبِmy heart مالَكَwhat ails you إِذwhen تَصابىyou play at youth
أَلا يا قَلبِ مالَكَ إِذ تَصابى
وَهَذاwhile this الشَيبُgray hair قَدalready غَلَبَhas overcome الشَباباyouth
وَهَذا الشَيبُ قَد غَلَبَ الشَبابا
Ah, my heart, what ails you, playing at youthful love,
when this gray hair has already overcome youth?
كَماjust as طَرَدَdrove away النَهارُthe day سَوادَthe darkness لَيلٍof night
كَما طَرَدَ النَهارُ سَوادَ لَيلٍ
فَأَزمَعَand so it resolved حينَwhen حَلَّcame بِهِupon it الذَهاباto depart
فَأَزمَعَ حينَ حَلَّ بِهِ الذَهابا
Just as day drove out the darkness of night,
and night resolved to depart when day came upon it.
سَأَحفَظُI shall keep ماwhat زَعَمتِyou pledged لَناto us وَأَرعىand await
سَأَحفَظُ ما زَعَمتِ لَنا وَأَرعى
إِيابَthe return الوُدِّof affection إِنَّindeed لَهُit has إِياباa return
إِيابَ الوُدِّ إِنَّ لَهُ إِيابا
I shall keep what you pledged to us, and await
love's return; surely it does return.
وَلَيلٍand many a night قَدindeed أَبيتُI spend the night بِهِin it طَويلٌlong
وَلَيلٍ قَد أَبيتُ بِهِ طَويلٌ
لِحُبِّكِfor love of you ماnot جَزَيتِyou repaid بِهِfor it ثَواباa reward
لِحُبِّكِ ما جَزَيتِ بِهِ ثَوابا
Many a long night I have passed
for love of you, with no reward from you.
أَخالِدَO Khalida كانَwere أَهلُكَyour people ليto me صَديقاًfriends
أَخالِدَ كانَ أَهلُكَ لي صَديقاً
فَقَدbut indeed أَمسَواthey have become لِحُبِّكُمُfor love of you حِراباenemies
فَقَد أَمسَوا لِحُبِّكُمُ حِرابا
O Khalida, your people were once my friends,
but now, because I love you, they have become enemies.
بِنَفسيmy life as ransom for مَنthe one whom أَزورُI visit فَلاbut not أَراهُI see them
بِنَفسي مَن أَزورُ فَلا أَراهُ
وَيَضرِبُand set up دونَهُbefore them الخَدَمُthe servants الحِجاباthe curtain
وَيَضرِبُ دونَهُ الخَدَمُ الحِجابا
My life be ransom for the one I visit but cannot see,
as servants draw a curtain before them.
أَخالِدَO Khalida لَوif سَأَلتِyou asked عَلِمتِyou would know أَنّيthat I
أَخالِدَ لَو سَأَلتِ عَلِمتِ أَنّي
لَقيتُhave encountered بِحُبِّكِthrough loving you العَجَبَwonder العُجاباmost astonishing
لَقيتُ بِحُبِّكِ العَجَبَ العُجابا
O Khalida, if you asked, you would know that I
have encountered the strangest wonders through loving you.
سَتَطلُعُwill rise مِنfrom ذُرىthe heights شُعَبىof Shuʿaba قَوافٍrhymes
سَتَطلُعُ مِن ذُرى شُعَبى قَوافٍ
عَلىagainst الكِندِيِّthe Kindite تَلتَهِبُblaze اِلتِهاباfiercely
عَلى الكِندِيِّ تَلتَهِبُ اِلتِهابا
From the heights of Shuʿaba, rhymes will rise
against the Kindite, blazing fiercely.
أَعَبداًa slave? حَلَّsettled فيin شُعَبىShuʿaba غَريباًas a stranger
أَعَبداً حَلَّ في شُعَبى غَريباً
أَلُؤماًbaseness too? لاno أَبالَكَfather for you وَاِغتِراباand exile
أَلُؤماً لا أَبالَكَ وَاِغتِرابا
A slave who settled in Shuʿaba as a stranger?
Baseness and exile too—may you have no father!
وَيَوماًand one day فيamong فَزارَةَFazara مُستَجيراًseeking protection
وَيَوماً في فَزارَةَ مُستَجيراً
وَيَوماًand one day ناشِداًseeking حَلِفاًan alliance كِلاباfrom Kilab
وَيَوماً ناشِداً حَلِفاً كِلابا
One day seeking protection among Fazara,
another day asking Kilab for an alliance.
إِذاwhen جَهِلَacts foolishly اللَئيمُthe base man وَلَمand does not يُقَدِّرgive due thought
إِذا جَهِلَ اللَئيمُ وَلَم يُقَدِّر
لَبَعضِto some of الأَمرِthe matter أَوشَكَhe is close أَنto يُصاباbeing stricken
لَبَعضِ الأَمرِ أَوشَكَ أَن يُصابا
When a base man acts foolishly, failing to consider
some aspects of the matter, he is soon brought to grief.
فَماfor not فارَقتَyou left كِندَةَKinda عَنby تَراضٍmutual consent
فَما فارَقتَ كِندَةَ عَن تَراضٍ
وَماand not وَبَّرتَyou settled فيin شُعَبىShuʿaba اِرتِغاباout of desire
وَما وَبَّرتَ في شُعَبى اِرتِغابا
You did not leave Kinda by mutual consent,
nor did you settle in Shuʿaba out of desire.
ضَرَبتَyou roamed بِحَفَّتَيalong the two sides of صَنعاءَSanaʿa لَمّاwhen
ضَرَبتَ بِحَفَّتَي صَنعاءَ لَمّا
أَحادَturned aside أَبوكَyour father بِالجَنَدِat al-Janad العِصاباthe bands
أَحادَ أَبوكَ بِالجَنَدِ العِصابا
You roamed both sides of Sanaʿa when
your father turned the bands aside at al-Janad.
وَكُنتَand you were وَلَمthough not يُصِبكَhad struck you ذُبابُthe sting حَربيof my war
وَكُنتَ وَلَم يُصِبكَ ذُبابُ حَربي
سَتَلقىyou will encounter مِنfrom مَعَرَّتِهاits harm ذُباباa sting
سَتَلقى مِن مَعَرَّتِها ذُبابا
And you were—though my war's sting had not touched you—
to feel a sting of the harm it brings.
أَلَمhave you not تُخبَرbeen told بِمَسرَحَيَof my letting roam القَوافيthe rhymes
أَلَم تُخبَر بِمَسرَحَيَ القَوافي
فَلاso no عَيّاًfaltering بِهِنَّover them وَلاand no اِجتِلاباborrowing
فَلا عَيّاً بِهِنَّ وَلا اِجتِلابا
Have you not heard how I let my rhymes roam?
No faltering over them, nor borrowing.
سَأَجعَلُI shall make نَقدَthe cash payment أُمِّكَto your mother غَيرَother than دَينٍcredit
سَأَجعَلُ نَقدَ أُمِّكَ غَيرَ دَينٍ
وَأُنسيكَand make you forget العِتابَreproach فَلاthen no عِتاباreproach
وَأُنسيكَ العِتابَ فَلا عِتابا
I shall make your mother's payment cash, not credit,
and make you forget reproach—then no reproach remains.
عَوَيتَyou howled كَماas عَوىhowled ليat me مِنfrom شَقاهُhis misery
عَوَيتَ كَما عَوى لي مِن شَقاهُ
فَذاقواthen they tasted النارَthe fire وَاِشتَرَكواand shared العَذاباthe torment
فَذاقوا النارَ وَاِشتَرَكوا العَذابا
You howled as others howled at me, driven by misery;
then they tasted fire and shared the torment.
عَوَيتَyou howled عُواءَthe howling جَفنَةَof Jafna مِنfrom بَعيدٍafar
عَوَيتَ عُواءَ جَفنَةَ مِن بَعيدٍ
فَحَسبُكَso enough for you أَنto تُصيبَsuffer كَماas أَصاباhe suffered
فَحَسبُكَ أَن تُصيبَ كَما أَصابا
You howled Jafna's howl from afar;
enough for you to suffer as he suffered.
إِذاwhen مَرَّpass الحَجيجُthe pilgrims عَلىthrough قُنَيعٍQunayʿ
إِذا مَرَّ الحَجيجُ عَلى قُنَيعٍ
دَبَبتَyou crept اللَيلَat night تَستَرِقُstealing العِياباthe baggage
دَبَبتَ اللَيلَ تَستَرِقُ العِيابا
When the pilgrims pass through Qunayʿ,
you creep through the night, stealing the baggage.
فَقَدthen indeed حَلَّتis forfeit يَمينُكَyour right hand إِنif إِمامٌa ruler
فَقَد حَلَّت يَمينُكَ إِن إِمامٌ
أَقامَenforces الحَدَّthe prescribed penalty وَاِتَّبَعَand follows الكِتاباthe Book
أَقامَ الحَدَّ وَاِتَّبَعَ الكِتابا
Your right hand is forfeit, if a ruler
enforces the prescribed penalty and follows the Book.
تُلاقيyou face طالَmay it endure رَغمُthe humiliation أَبيكَof your father قَيساًQays
تُلاقي طالَ رَغمُ أَبيكَ قَيساً
وَأَهلُand the people المَوسِمينَof the two festivals لَناon our behalf غِضاباangry
وَأَهلُ المَوسِمينَ لَنا غِضابا
You face Qays—may your father's humiliation endure—
and the people of both festivals, angry on our behalf.
أَعَنّاباًis it ʿAnnab تُجاوِرُyou live beside حينَwhen أَجنَتbore fruit
أَعَنّاباً تُجاوِرُ حينَ أَجنَت
نَخيلُthe palms أَجاًof Aja وَأَعنُزَهُand his goats الرُباباnewly kidded
نَخيلُ أَجاً وَأَعنُزَهُ الرُبابا
Do you live beside ʿAnnab, when fruit appears
on Aja's palms—and beside his newly kidded goats?
أَصابواthey harmed الجارَthe neighbor لَيلَةَon the night غابَhe was absent عَنهُمfrom them
أَصابوا الجارَ لَيلَةَ غابَ عَنهُم
فَبِئسَhow vile القَومُthe people إِذwhen شَهِدواthey were present وَغاباand he was absent
فَبِئسَ القَومُ إِذ شَهِدوا وَغابا
They wronged their neighbor the night he was away from them;
what vile people, present while he was absent!
فَماand not خَفِيَتwas concealed هُضَيبَةُHudaiba حينَwhen جُرَّتshe was dragged
فَما خَفِيَت هُضَيبَةُ حينَ جُرَّت
وَلاnor إِطعامُthe feeding سَخلَتِهاof her kid الكِلاباto the dogs
وَلا إِطعامُ سَخلَتِها الكِلابا
Hudaiba's dragging was no secret,
nor the feeding of her kid to the dogs.
يُقَطِّعُhe cuts apart بِالمَعابِلِwith broad arrowheads حالِبَيهاher two flank-veins
يُقَطِّعُ بِالمَعابِلِ حالِبَيها
وَقَدwhile already بَلَّتhad soaked مَشيمَتُهاher afterbirth الثِياباthe clothes
وَقَد بَلَّت مَشيمَتُها الثِيابا
He severs her two flank-veins with broad arrowheads,
while her afterbirth has soaked the clothes.
فَقَدfor indeed حَمَلَتshe has borne ثَمانِيَةًeight وَوَفَّتand completed the number
فَقَد حَمَلَت ثَمانِيَةً وَوَفَّت
بِتاسِعِهاwith her ninth وَتَحسِبُهاyet you think her كَعاباa budding maiden
بِتاسِعِها وَتَحسِبُها كَعابا
She has borne eight, and completed the count
with her ninth—yet you think her a budding maiden.