سَلِّdispel هَمَّthe sorrow النَفسِof the soul عَنهاfrom it
سَلِّ هَمَّ النَفسِ عَنها
بِعَلَندَاةٍon a massive she-camel عَلاةِsturdy
بِعَلَندَاةٍ عَلاةِ
Banish sorrow from the soul,
Ask the soul about its worries
On a massive, sturdy she-camel.
With a skilled, adept tongue
تَتَّقيshuns الأَرضَthe ground وَتَهويand races
تَتَّقي الأَرضَ وَتَهوي
بِخفافٍon padded feet مُدمَجاتِcompactly formed
بِخفافٍ مُدمَجاتِ
She shuns the ground and races
That avoids the earth and flies
On compact, padded feet.
With light, interwoven wings
ذاكَthat أَمor ماwhat بالُthe matter with قَوميmy people
ذاكَ أَم ما بالُ قَومي
كَسَرواthey broke سِنَّthe point of قَناتيmy spear
كَسَروا سِنَّ قَناتي
That—or what ails my people?
Is this my people who
They broke the point of my spear,
Broke the teeth of my jugs
وَاِستَخَفّواand they made light بيof me وَصارواand they became
وَاِستَخَفّوا بي وَصاروا
كَقرودٍlike apes خاسِئاتِabject
كَقرودٍ خاسِئاتِ
And they made light of me and became
And mocked me, becoming
Like abject apes.
Like apes, fallen and failed
أَصبَحَhas become اليَومَtoday وَليدٌWalid
أَصبَحَ اليَومَ وَليدٌ
هائِماًinfatuated بِالغانِياتِwith beautiful women
هائِماً بِالغانِياتِ
Today Walid has become
Today Walid wakes
Infatuated with beautiful women.
Wandering, singing songs
عِندَهُwith him طاسٌa drinking bowl وَإِبريand a pitcher (first fragment)
عِندَهُ طاسٌ وَإِبري
قٌfinal fragment of 'pitcher' وَراحٌand wine بِالفَلاةِin the wilderness
قٌ وَراحٌ بِالفَلاةِ
He has a bowl and a pitch-
With him a bowl and waterskin
er, and wine in the wilderness.
And rest in the desert
إِبعَثواsend out (you all) خَيلاًhorses لِحَيلٍagainst strength
إِبعَثوا خَيلاً لِحَيلٍ
وَرُماةًand archers لِرُماةِagainst archers
وَرُماةً لِرُماةِ
Send horses against might,
Send out horses for cunning
And archers against archers.
And archers for archers