بُتُّI spent the night فيin دَرعِهاher shift وَباتَand he spent the night رَفيقيmy companion
بُتُّ في دَرعِها وَباتَ رَفيقي
جُنُبَritually impure القَلبِthe heart طاهِرَpure الأَطرافِthe limbs
جُنُبَ القَلبِ طاهِرَ الأَطرافِ
I spent the night in her shift, and my companion spent it
My companion slept in her armor
Ritually impure of heart, yet pure of limb—
With limbs so chaste and heart so pure
مَنone who لَهُhe has فيin حَرامِهِhis harem أَلفُa thousand قَرنٍhorn
مَن لَهُ في حَرامِهِ أَلفُ قَرنٍ
قَدalready أَنافَتhave risen عَلىabove عُلوِّthe height مَنافِManaf
قَد أَنافَت عَلى عُلوِّ مَنافِ
One whose harem holds a thousand horns
He who commits a thousand sins
That have risen above the height of Manaf.
Is too high and mighty to endure