وَماand not لُمتُI blamed فُرسانيmy horsemen وَلكِنbut ثُرتُهُمI roused them
وَما لُمتُ فُرساني وَلكِن ثُرتُهُم
عَصائِبَbands خَيلٍcavalry دارعينَarmored وَحسَّرِand unarmored
عَصائِبَ خَيلٍ دارعينَ وَحسَّرِ
And I did not blame my horsemen, but roused them—
I blame not my knights, but their horses drag
Bands of cavalry, armored and unarmored.
Banners of armed steeds and iron coats of mail,
فأَتَبعتُهُمso I followed them طَرفيmy gaze وَقَدwhile already حالَintervened دونَهُمbetween me and them
فأَتَبعتُهُم طَرفي وَقَد حالَ دونَهُم
أَساوِدُdark masses مِنof رُمّانَRummān ياoh بُعدَremoteness مَنظَرsight
أَساوِدُ مِن رُمّانَ يا بُعدَ مَنظَر
So I followed them with my gaze, though between us already stood
I followed them with my eyes, yet between us soared
Dark masses of Rummān—oh, how distant the sight!
Vultures circling from afar, O distant vision's veil!