A Turkli Falcon Song

Sid al Hadj Aissa
Algerian
1668 – 1737

 

Oh Abu Souar! Rub your bird with oil to excite him
and mount a steed that can catch up with mine.
Under me is a thoroughbred that brings tears to my eyes
as he dashes forward into the wind.
No sooner had I let my bird go
than he caught a houbara and a red hare!
I chased them away with tough riders, though,
great hunters that deserve not the slightest blame.
I search the desert, then return home loaded with game.
My turkli and I enjoy wintering in the Sahara.

Translation by Abdelfetah Chenni

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