بتناwe spent the night وباتand it spent the night البردُthe cloak يضربهُbeats upon it النَّدىthe dew
بتنا وبات البردُ يضربهُ النَّدى
منfrom كلِّevery أخضرgreen باردِcool الأنداءthe dews
من كلِّ أخضر باردِ الأنداء
We spent the night, while dew beat upon the cloak,
The evening has come and cold dew falls
From every green plant, cool with dew.
From every green chill in the breeze
والليلand the night يخفيhides نفسَهُitself فيin نَفسهِitself
والليل يخفي نفسَهُ في نَفسهِ
والصبحand dawn كشَّافٌan unveiler لكلِّof every غِطاءcovering
والصبح كشَّافٌ لكلِّ غِطاء
And the night hides itself within itself,
And night conceals itself within its breath
And dawn lifts every veil.
While dawn reveals what was obscured
وكأنمَّاand as though الإِصباحُdaybreak ينشرُunfurls مهرَقاa parchment
وكأنمَّا الإِصباحُ ينشرُ مهرَقا
أثرa trace المِدادِthe ink بهon it منfrom الإمساءnightfall
أثر المِدادِ به من الإمساء
And as though daybreak were unfurling a parchment,
As though morning spreads out a carpet
With a trace of ink upon it left from nightfall.
Woven with the ink of darkening skies
Sol 6.1