كَأَنَّas though هِلالَthe crescent of الشَهرِthe month قِطعَةُa fragment of دُملُجٍan armlet
كَأَنَّ هِلالَ الشَهرِ قِطعَةُ دُملُجٍ
تَلوحُgleams عَلىupon أَعضاءِthe limbs of مُعتَكِرٍa densely dark night غاسِpitch-dark
تَلوحُ عَلى أَعضاءِ مُعتَكِرٍ غاسِ
The month's crescent is like a fragment of an armlet,
Like the crescent moon, a piece of brocade
gleaming upon the limbs of dense, pitch-dark night.
Gleaming over the limbs of one cloaked in mourning,
تَرىyou see الزَهرَةَVenus الزَهراءَradiant تَهويdescends وَراءَهُbehind it
تَرى الزَهرَةَ الزَهراءَ تَهوي وَراءَهُ
كَماjust as مَرَّsped سَهمٌan arrow قاصِدٌaimed straight نَحوَtoward قِرطاسِa target
كَما مَرَّ سَهمٌ قاصِدٌ نَحوَ قِرطاسِ
You see radiant Venus descending behind it,
You see the radiant flower drifting after it
like an arrow that sped straight toward a target.
As an arrow speeds by, aiming for a parchment
Sol 6.1