حِينَwhen تَخْتَلِفُcross العَوَاليthe spearheads
حِينَ تَخْتَلِفُ العَوَالي
ومَاand no بِيin me إِنْif مَدَحْتُهُمُI praise them ابْتِهَارُfalse boasting
ومَا بِي إِنْ مَدَحْتُهُمُ ابْتِهَارُ
When the spearheads cross,
When the summits differ
and if I praise them, there is no false boasting in me.
And I have no interest if I praise them
وقَدْand indeed ضَمَزَتْfell silent بِجِرَّتِهاwith its cud سُلَيْمٌSulaym
وقَدْ ضَمَزَتْ بِجِرَّتِها سُلَيْمٌ
مَخَافَتَنَاfor fear of us كَمَاjust as ضَمَزَfell silent الحِمَارُthe donkey
مَخَافَتَنَا كَمَا ضَمَزَ الحِمَارُ
And Sulaym has fallen silent, its cud held back,
And Suleym squeezed his robe
for fear of us, as the donkey falls silent.
Fearing us as the donkey squeezed