نارٌa fire تَلَعَّبُplays بِالشُقوقِthrough the cracks كَأَنَّهاas though it were
نارٌ تَلَعَّبُ بِالشُقوقِ كَأَنَّها
حُلَلٌrobes مُشَقَّقَةٌtorn عَلىupon حُبشانِAbyssinians
حُلَلٌ مُشَقَّقَةٌ عَلى حُبشانِ
A fire plays through the cracks, as though it were
torn robes upon Abyssinians.
رَدَّتsent back عَلَيهاupon it الريحُthe wind فَضلَthe surplus of دُخانِهاits smoke
رَدَّت عَلَيها الريحُ فَضلَ دُخانِها
فَأَتَتso it came بِهِwith it سَبَجاًas jet (black stone) عَلىupon عِقيانِpure gold
فَأَتَت بِهِ سَبَجاً عَلى عِقيانِ
The wind drove its surplus smoke back upon it,
bringing it as jet upon pure gold.
فَالجَوُّso the air يَضحُكُlaughs فيin اِبيِضاضِthe whiteness of شَرائِرٍsparks
فَالجَوُّ يَضحُكُ في اِبيِضاضِ شَرائِرٍ
مِنهاfrom it وَيَعبُسُand frowns فيin اِسوِدادِthe blackness of دُخانِsmoke
مِنها وَيَعبُسُ في اِسوِدادِ دُخانِ
So the air laughs in the whiteness of sparks
from it, and frowns in the blackness of smoke.
Sol 6.1