بِتُّI spent the night بِجُهدٍin distress ساهِرَwakeful الأَجفانِthe eyelids
بِتُّ بِجُهدٍ ساهِرَ الأَجفانِ
يَلدَغُstings جِلديmy skin شَرَرُsparks النيرانِthe fires
يَلدَغُ جِلدي شَرَرُ النيرانِ
I spent the night in distress, my eyelids sleepless;
With effort I stayed up through the night
Sparks of fire were stinging my skin,
The sparks of fire biting my skin
مِنfrom طائِرٍa flying creature زَمَّرَpiped فيin الآذانِthe ears
مِن طائِرٍ زَمَّرَ في الآذانِ
مِنَof الدِماءِblood مُترَعٍbrimming مَلآنِfull
مِنَ الدِماءِ مُترَعٍ مَلآنِ
From a flying creature that piped in my ears,
From a bird screeching in my ears
Brimming, full of blood.
From blood flowing, filling me
Sol 6.1