مَرَرتُI passed بِمُطرابِby a songbird الغَداةِof the morning كَأَنَّهاas though she
مَرَرتُ بِمُطرابِ الغَداةِ كَأَنَّها
تَعلُtakes a second draught مَعَwith الإِشراقِthe sunrise راحاًwine مُفَلفَلاpepper-spiced
تَعلُ مَعَ الإِشراقِ راحاً مُفَلفَلا
I passed a morning songbird, as though she
at sunrise took a second draught of pepper-spiced wine.
مُنَمَّرَةٌspotted كَدراءِdusky تَحسَبُyou would think لَونَهاher color
مُنَمَّرَةٌ كَدراءِ تَحسَبُ لَونَها
تَجَلَّلَwas clothed مِنin جِلدِthe skin of السَحابَةِthe cloud مَفصِلاcut to shape
تَجَلَّلَ مِن جِلدِ السَحابَةِ مَفصِلا
Spotted and dusky, she has a color you would think
was clothed in a piece cut from the cloud’s skin.
بَدَتshe appeared تَجتَليdisplaying لِلعَينِto the eye طَوقاًa collar مُمَسَّكاًmusk-tinted
بَدَت تَجتَلي لِلعَينِ طَوقاً مُمَسَّكاً
وَطَرفاًand an eye كَماas تَرنوgazes الغَزالَةُthe gazelle أَكحَلاkohl-dark
وَطَرفاً كَما تَرنو الغَزالَةُ أَكحَلا
She appeared, displaying to the eye a musk-tinted collar
and a kohl-dark eye, gazing like a gazelle.
لَهاshe has ذَنَبٌa tail وافيfull الجَوانِبِalong the sides مِثلَlike ماwhat
لَها ذَنَبٌ وافي الجَوانِبِ مِثلَ ما
تُقَشِّرُyou peel طَلعاًa palm blossom أَوor تُجَرِّدُyou draw bare مَنصِلاa blade
تُقَشِّرُ طَلعاً أَو تُجَرِّدُ مَنصِلا
She has a tail full along its sides, like what
you peel from a palm blossom, or a blade drawn bare.
إِذاwhen حَلَّقَتshe soared فيin الجَوِّthe sky خِلتَyou would think جَناحَهاher wing
إِذا حَلَّقَت في الجَوِّ خِلتَ جَناحَها
يَرُدُّechoes صَفيراًa whistle أَوor يُحَرِّكُsets ringing جَلجَلاa little bell
يَرُدُّ صَفيراً أَو يُحَرِّكُ جَلجَلا
When she soars through the sky, you would think her wing
echoes a whistle or sets a little bell ringing.
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