وَالرَعدُand thunder فيin أَرجائِهِits reaches مُتَرَنِّمُsinging melodiously
وَالرَعدُ في أَرجائِهِ مُتَرَنِّمُ
وَالبَرقُand lightning فيin حافاتِهِits edges مُتَلَهِّبُblazing
وَالبَرقُ في حافاتِهِ مُتَلَهِّبُ
And thunder sings throughout its reaches,
The thunder rumbles in its corners
And lightning blazes along its edges,
And lightning flickers at its edges
كَالبُلقِlike piebald horses تَرمَحُkick وَالصَوارِمِand keen swords تُنتَضىare unsheathed
كَالبُلقِ تَرمَحُ وَالصَوارِمِ تُنتَضى
وَالجَوُّand the sky يَبسُمُsmiles وَالأَنامِلُand the fingers تَحسُبُcount
وَالجَوُّ يَبسُمُ وَالأَنامِلُ تَحسُبُ
Like piebald horses kicking and keen swords being drawn.
Like spears that thrust and swords unsheathed
And the sky smiles, and the fingers count.
The sky smiles and flags flutter
وَعَلىand over الصَباحِthe morning غُلالَةٌa fine veil فِضِّيَّةٌsilvery
وَعَلى الصَباحِ غُلالَةٌ فِضِّيَّةٌ
فيهاin it طِرازٌembroidery مِنof خَيالِكَyour image مُذَهَّبُgilded
فيها طِرازٌ مِن خَيالِكَ مُذَهَّبُ
And over the morning lies a silvery veil,
Over the morning a silvery veil
Within it, a gilded embroidery of your image.
Bearing the gold embroidery of your image
Sol 6.1