أَقولُI say وَقَدand already صاحَcried out اِبنُson of دَأيَةَDaʾyah غُدوَةًat dawn
أَقولُ وَقَد صاحَ اِبنُ دَأيَةَ غُدوَةً
بِبُعدِof the remoteness of النَوىseparation لاmay not أَخطَأَتكَmiss you الشَبائِكُthe snares
بِبُعدِ النَوى لا أَخطَأَتكَ الشَبائِكُ
I say, after Ibn Daʾyah, the raven, has cried at dawn
Of distant parting: may the snares not miss you!
أَفيis it on كُلِّevery يَومٍday رائِعيfrightening me أَنتَyou رَوعَةًa fright
أَفي كُلِّ يَومٍ رائِعي أَنتَ رَوعَةً
بِبَينونَةِwith the separation of الأَحبابِthe loved ones إِلفُكَyour mate فارِكُloathing her mate
بِبَينونَةِ الأَحبابِ إِلفُكَ فارِكُ
Must you strike terror into me every day
With the separation of loved ones? May your mate loathe you!
وَلاand may not بِضتَyou lay فيin خَضراءَa green tree ماas long as عِشتَyou live بَيضَةًan egg
وَلا بِضتَ في خَضراءَ ما عِشتَ بَيضَةً
وَضاقَتand may narrow بِرَحبَيهاdespite their full breadth عَلَيكَupon you المَسالِكُthe paths
وَضاقَت بِرَحبَيها عَلَيكَ المَسالِكُ
And may you never lay an egg in a green tree as long as you live,
And may the paths, for all their breadth, close in on you!
وَفارَقتَand may you leave أُمَّthe mother of الأَفرُخِthe fledglings السوءِwicked عَنout of قِلىًhatred
وَفارَقتَ أُمَّ الأَفرُخِ السوءِ عَن قِلىً
وَناحَتand may she wail عَلىover اِبنَيكَyour two sons الضَروسُthe fierce, biting one المُماحِكُthe quarrelsome one
وَناحَت عَلى اِبنَيكَ الضَروسُ المُماحِكُ
And may you leave the mother of the wicked fledglings out of hatred,
And may the fierce, quarrelsome one wail over your two sons!
وَأَصبَحتَand may you become مِنfrom بَينِseparation from الأَحِبَّةِthe loved ones هالِكاًperishing
وَأَصبَحتَ مِن بَينِ الأَحِبَّةِ هالِكاً
كَماjust as أَناI مِنfrom بَينِseparation from الأَحِبَّةِthe loved ones هالِكُperishing
كَما أَنا مِن بَينِ الأَحِبَّةِ هالِكُ
And may you perish from parting with loved ones,
Just as I am perishing from parting with loved ones.
Translation model: Sol 6.1