نَديمِيَmy boon companion هَيّاcome! قَدalready قَضىmet النَجمُthe star نَحبَهُits end
نَديمِيَ هَيّا قَد قَضى النَجمُ نَحبَهُ
وَهَبَّand arose نَسيمٌa breeze ناعِمٌgentle يوقِظُawakens الفَجراthe dawn
وَهَبَّ نَسيمٌ ناعِمٌ يوقِظُ الفَجرا
My boon companion, come—the star has met its end.
My friend, the morning star has ended its weeping,
And a gentle breeze has risen, waking the dawn.
And a gentle breeze awakens the dawn,
وَقَدand already أَزهَرَblossomed النارَنجُthe bitter orange أَزهارَflowers فِضَّةٍsilver
وَقَد أَزهَرَ النارَنجُ أَزهارَ فِضَّةٍ
تَزَرُّfasten like buttons عَلىupon الأَشجارِthe trees أَوراقَهاtheir leaves الخَضراgreen
تَزَرُّ عَلى الأَشجارِ أَوراقَها الخَضرا
And the bitter orange has blossomed with silver flowers,
The orange tree has blossomed with silvery flowers,
Which button the trees’ green leaves in place.
Scattering its green leaves over the trees.
Sol 6.1