لَيسَis not زَمانٌa time بِالكُمَيتَينِat al-Kumaytayn راجِعاًreturning
لَيسَ زَمانٌ بِالكُمَيتَينِ راجِعاً
وَلَيسَand there is no إِلىto ذاكَthat الزَمانِtime رُجوعُreturn
وَلَيسَ إِلى ذاكَ الزَمانِ رُجوعُ
The time at al-Kumaytayn will not return,
The times of glory won't come back again,
And there is no return to that time.
And to that glorious past there's no return.
لَيالِيَnights لاnot سَرّيmy secret إِلَيهِنَّto them شائِعُspread abroad
لَيالِيَ لا سَرّي إِلَيهِنَّ شائِعُ
وَلاnor أَنتَyou لِلمُستَودَعاتِof entrusted confidences مُشيعُa revealer
وَلا أَنتَ لِلمُستَودَعاتِ مُشيعُ
Nights when my secret was not divulged to them,
Nights of secrets are no more, and you
Nor did you reveal the confidences entrusted to you.
Are not there to see the trusted ones interned.
فَلَوfor if أَنجَبَتbore a noble son أُمُّthe mother of الفَرَزدَقِal-Farazdaq لَمwould not يَعِبdisparage
فَلَو أَنجَبَت أُمُّ الفَرَزدَقِ لَم يَعِب
فَوارِسَناour horsemen لاmay he not ماتَdie وَهوَwhile he is جَميعُwhole
فَوارِسَنا لا ماتَ وَهوَ جَميعُ
For had al-Farazdaq's mother borne a noble son, he would not have disparaged
Had the Mother of al-Farazdaq given birth,
Our horsemen—may he not die in one piece!
Our horsemen would have never died, for they were all there.
أَلاah رُبَّماhow often فَدّىoffered ransom for بُكوراًearly in the morning فَوارِسيmy horsemen
أَلا رُبَّما فَدّى بُكوراً فَوارِسي
بِأُمّيهِwith his two mothers مَلهوفُdistraught الفُؤادِat heart مَروعُterrified
بِأُمّيهِ مَلهوفُ الفُؤادِ مَروعُ
Ah, how often at daybreak he said to my horsemen,
Oh, many's the colt I've ransomed with my mother,
"My two mothers be your ransom!"—distraught at heart and terrified.
My heart distraught and filled with fear.
هُوَhe النَخبَةُthe fainthearted coward الخَوّارُthe weakling ماthere is no دونَbefore قَلبِهِhis heart
هُوَ النَخبَةُ الخَوّارُ ما دونَ قَلبِهِ
حِجابٌa barrier وَلاnor حَولَaround الفُؤادِthe heart ضُلوعُribs
حِجابٌ وَلا حَولَ الفُؤادِ ضُلوعُ
He is the fainthearted weakling; before his heart there is no
He is the elite whose heart hides no fear.
Barrier, nor are there ribs around his heart.
No veil or ribs shield his heart in his chest.
أَصابَfound قَرارَthe seat of اللُؤمِbaseness فيin بَطنِthe womb of أُمِّهِhis mother
أَصابَ قَرارَ اللُؤمِ في بَطنِ أُمِّهِ
وَراضَعَand suckled at ثَديَthe breast of اللُؤمِbaseness وَهوَwhile he was رَضيعُan infant
وَراضَعَ ثَديَ اللُؤمِ وَهوَ رَضيعُ
He found the seat of baseness in his mother's womb,
He was conceived in the womb of disgrace
And suckled at the breast of baseness while still an infant.
And suckled on the teat of disgrace while still an infant.
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.