هذِهِthese الكائِناتُbeings بادَتperished سراعاًswiftly
هذِهِ الكائِناتُ بادَت سراعاً
قَصَفَتهاsnapped them المنونdeath قَصفَthe snapping of الغُصونِthe boughs
قَصَفَتها المنون قَصفَ الغُصونِ
These beings perished swiftly.
These beings appeared swiftly,
Death snapped them like boughs.
Death harvested them like branches,
سائِلِask الكتبَthe books وَالتَواريخَand the histories عَنهاabout them
سائِلِ الكتبَ وَالتَواريخَ عَنها
وَاِقرَغِand read (apparently intended) الخَبَرَthe account فيin سجلِّthe record of القُرونِthe centuries
وَاِقرَغِ الخَبَرَ في سجلِّ القُرونِ
Ask the books and histories about them,
Ask the books and histories about them
And read the account in the record of the centuries.
And gather the news in the scrolls of eras,
لَيسَis not عمرُthe life of الإِنسانِthe human being غَيرother than منامٍa dream
لَيسَ عمرُ الإِنسانِ غَير منامٍ
تَتَمَشّىwander أَشباحُهits phantoms فيin العُيونِthe eyes
تَتَمَشّى أَشباحُه في العُيونِ
Human life is nothing but a dream;
The life of a human is but a slumber,
Its phantoms wander in the eyes.
His ghosts walk before the eyes.
Sol 6.1