animal farm george orwell

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قَادِمًاComing

Coming.

وَمَعَAnd withذَٰلِكَ،that,لَمdid notيَسْتَطِعcouldبِنْيَامِينBenjaminوَكُلُوفَرand CloverأَنْtoيَلْتَقِيَاmeetبُوكْسَرBoxerإِلَّاexceptبَعْدَafterسَاعَاتٍhoursالْعَمَلِ،of work,وَفِيand atمُنْتَصَفِmidالنَّهَارِdayتَأْتِيcomesالْعَرَبَةُthe cartلِأَخْذِهِمَاto take them

And yet, Benjamin and Clover could not meet Boxer except after work hours, and at noon the cart comes to take them.

كَانَتْTheالْحَيَوَانَاتُanimalsتَعْمَلُwere workingمُجْتَمِعَةًtogetherلِإِزَالَةِto removeالْأَعْشَابِthe weedsالضَّارَةِharmfulتَحْتَunderإِشْرَافِsupervisionأَحَدِone ofالْخِنَازِيرِthe pigs

The animals were working together to remove the harmful weeds under the supervision of one of the pigs.

عِنْدَمَاWhenفُوجِئْتُsurprisedبِبِنْيَامِينby Benjaminوَهُوَas heيَجْرِيrunsمِنْfromمَبَانِيbuildingsالْمَزْرَعَةِthe farmوَهُوَand heيَصْرُخُis shoutingبِأَعْلَىat the topصَوْتِهِ.of his voice.

When I was surprised by Benjamin as he runs from the farm buildings and he is shouting at the top of his voice.

لَمDid notتَرَهُsee himالْحَيَوَانَاتُthe animalsفِيinمِثْلَsuchهَذِهِthisالْحَالَةِstateمِنْofقَبْلَbeforeبَلْbutإِنَّهَاitلَمdid notتَرَهُsee himمَرَّةًonceوَهُوَas heيَعْدُوrunsبِهَذِهِwith thisالسُّرْعَةِ.speed.

The animals did not see him in such a state before, but they did not see him once as he runs with this speed.

أَسْرِعُواHurryأَسْرِعُواHurryكَانَwasيَصْرُخُ.shouting.

Hurry! Hurry! He was shouting.

تَعَالَواComeبِسُرْعَةٍ.quickly.

Come quickly.

إِنَّهُمْThey areيَأْخُذُونَtakingبُوكْسَر»Boxer."

They are taking Boxer."

وَبِدُونَAnd withoutأَنْtoتَنْتَظِرُواwaitالْأَوَامِرَthe ordersمِنْfromالْخِنْزِيرِthe pigالَّذِيthatيُشْرِفُsupervisesعَلَيْهَاover herأَوْقَفَتْstoppedالْحَيَوَانَاتُthe animalsالْعَمَلَ،working,وَأَسْرَعَتْand hurriedنَحْوَtowardsمَبَانِيthe buildingsالْمَزْرَعَةِthe farm.

And without waiting for the orders from the pig who supervises her, the animals stopped working and hurried towards the farm buildings.

وَبِالفِعْلِIndeedكَانَتْthere wasفِيinالْفَنَاءِthe yardعَرَبَةٌa cartكَبِيرَةٌbigأَبْوَابُهَاits doorsمُغْلَقَةٌ،closed,يَجْرُهَاpulled byجَوَادَانِtwo horsesوَيَقُودُهَاand driven byرَجُلٌa manيَبْدُوlooksعَلَيْهِon himالْمَكْرُ.cunning.

Indeed, there was in the yard a big cart with its doors closed, pulled by two horses and driven by a man who looks cunning.

عَلَىOnجَانِبِthe sideالْعَرَبَةِof the cartيُمْكِنُcanقِرَاءَةُbe readكِتَابَةٌwritingبَارِزَةٌprominentوَكَانَتْand there wasمَرْبَطٌa stableبُوكْسَرof Boxerفَارِغًا.empty.

On the side of the cart, there can be read a prominent writing and there was a stable of Boxer empty.

تَزَاحَمَتْCrowdedالْحَيَوَانَاتُthe animalsحَوْلَaroundالْعَرَبَةِ،the cart,وَهِيَand theyتَصْرُخُare screamingبِصَوْتٍwith one voiceواحِدٍ:one:وَدَاعًاGoodbyeبُوكْسَرَ،Boxer,وَدَاعًا،Goodbye,وَدَاعًا».Goodbye."

The animals crowded around the cart, and they were screaming with one voice: Goodbye Boxer, goodbye, goodbye."

جَمَاعَةٌA groupمِنَofالأَغْبِيَاءِ.fools.

A group of fools.

صَرَخَShoutedبِنْيَامِينBenjaminوَهُوَas heيَضْرِبُhitsالْأَرْضَthe groundبِحَوَافِرِهwith his hoovesالصَّغِيرَةِsmallجَمَاعَةٌgroupالأَغْبِيَاءِ.of fools.

Shouted Benjamin as he hits the ground with his small hooves: A group of fools.

أَلَمْDidتَقْرَأُواyou readمَاwhatهُوَit isمَكْتُوبٌwrittenعَلَىonجَانِبِthe sideالْعَرَبَةِ؟».the cart?"

Did you not read what it is written on the side of the cart?"

صَمَتَتْSilencedالْحَيَوَانَاتُthe animalsبَلْbutازْدَادَincreasedالصَّمْتُthe silenceعُمْقًا.deeply.

The animals silenced but the silence increased deeply.

بَدَأَتْStartedمُورِيلMurielفِيinتَهْجِيئَةِspellingالْحُرُوفِ،the letters,لَكِنَّbutبِنْيَامِينBenjaminأَزَاحَهَاpushed her asideبِشَكْلٍsuddenlyمُفَاجِئٍ،sudden,وَأَمَامَand in front ofصَمْتِsilenceالْآخَرِينَthe othersبَدَأَbeganيَقْرَأُ:to read:«أَلْفِرِيدAlfredسِيمُونز،Simons,ذَبَّاحُbutcherالْدوَابِّ،of animals,وَصَانِعُand makerالْمَوَادِّof materialsالدَّبِقَةِ،sticky,

Muriel started in spelling the letters, but Benjamin pushed her aside suddenly, and in front of the silence of the others he began to read: "Alfred Simons, butcher of animals, and maker of sticky materials."