شَعَبتُI knit together شُؤونَthe seams of الرَأسِthe head بَعدَafter اِنفِراجِهِits splitting apart
شَعَبتُ شُؤونَ الرَأسِ بَعدَ اِنفِراجِهِ
بِصَهباءَwith tawny wine صِرفٍunmixed مِنfrom طُلَيَّةِṬulayya رُستَمِRustam
بِصَهباءَ صِرفٍ مِن طُلَيَّةِ رُستَمِ
I knit together the seams of my head after it had split apart,
The worries of my head dispersed after it was relieved
With unmixed tawny wine from Ṭulayyat Rustam.
With the clarity of changing fortune from the armor of Rustam
Sol 6.1