أَصمَتstruck fatally سُوَيداءَdark core قَلبٍof a heart مِنfrom تَلَهُّبِهاits blazing
أَصمَت سُوَيداءَ قَلبٍ مِن تَلَهُّبِها
حَمراءُred وَالنارُand the fire تَنضوsheds حُلَّةَthe mantle of الفَحَمِcoal
حَمراءُ وَالنارُ تَنضو حُلَّةَ الفَحَمِ
A heart’s dark core has been mortally pierced by the blaze
The heart of the fiery volcano was silenced by its eruption
of a red ember, as the fire sheds the mantle of coal.
Red and the fire dons the dress of charcoal
كَأَنَّماas though اللَيثُthe lion أَلقىcast لَونَthe color of مُقلَتِهِhis eye
كَأَنَّما اللَيثُ أَلقى لَونَ مُقلَتِهِ
لَيلاًby night عَلَيهاupon it فَقَدfor indeed مَلَّتit grew weary مِنَof السَحَمِblackness
لَيلاً عَلَيها فَقَد مَلَّت مِنَ السَحَمِ
As though the lion had cast the color of his eye
As if the lion cast the color of its eyelids
upon it by night, for it has grown weary of blackness.
Upon it at night, so it was covered in ashes
وَالتُربُand the dust نَقليهِwe loathe it ظُلماًunjustly وَهوَwhile it is والِدُناour father
وَالتُربُ نَقليهِ ظُلماً وَهوَ والِدُنا
وَكَمand how many لَناwe have فيهِwithin it مِنof قُربىkinship وَمِنand of رَحِمِblood ties
وَكَم لَنا فيهِ مِن قُربى وَمِن رَحِمِ
And we loathe the dust unjustly, though it is our father;
And the dust is our carrier through darkness and it is our parent
and how many ties of kinship and blood we have within it!
And how many relatives and wombs we have in it
Sol 6.1