كأَنَّنَاas though we لَمْdid not نَصِلْwe pass in succession تِلْكَthose الأَصائِلthe late afternoons فيin
كأَنَّنَا لَمْ نَصِلْ تِلْكَ الأَصائِل في
شَحْذِhoning القَرَائِحِthe creative faculties بالآدابِwith literature والْفِطَنِand wit
شَحْذِ القَرَائِحِ بالآدابِ والْفِطَنِ
As though we had never passed those late afternoons in
As if we had not reached those heights in
honing our minds with literature and wit;
Sharpening talents with literature and wit
ولَمْand did not نَبِتْwe spend the night وَذُبَالاتُand the wicks الشموعِof the candles كَمَاjust as
ولَمْ نَبِتْ وَذُبَالاتُ الشموعِ كَمَا
تَوَقَّدَتblazed شَفَرَاتٌblades فيin فَتىًa young man كَدِنِstout
تَوَقَّدَت شَفَرَاتٌ في فَتىً كَدِنِ
nor spent the night, with the candle wicks like
And sprouted, while the wicks of candles
blades blazing in a stout young man;
Ignited blades in an energetic lad
نَرَىwe see الثُّرَيَّاthe Pleiades كَشَنْفٍlike an earring صِيغَwas fashioned مِنْfrom وَرقٍsilver
نَرَى الثُّرَيَّا كَشَنْفٍ صِيغَ مِنْ وَرقٍ
مُعَلَّقٍhanging مِنْfrom هِلالِthe crescent الأُفْقِof the horizon فيin أُذُنِan ear
مُعَلَّقٍ مِنْ هِلالِ الأُفْقِ في أُذُنِ
watching the Pleiades, like an earring fashioned from silver,
We see Pleiades like a brooch made of leaves
hung from the horizon’s crescent, as in an ear,
Suspended from the crescent's ear in the horizon
حَتَّىuntil سَمَاrose الصُّبْحُdawn لِلظَّلْماءِagainst the darkness يَصْدَعُهاcleaving it
حَتَّى سَمَا الصُّبْحُ لِلظَّلْماءِ يَصْدَعُها
كالسَّيْلِlike a torrent فَاضَoverflowed عَلَىover مُخْضَرَّةِgreen-covered الدِّمَنِthe dung heaps
كالسَّيْلِ فَاضَ عَلَى مُخْضَرَّةِ الدِّمَنِ
until dawn rose against the darkness, cleaving it,
Until the dawn ascended into the darkness, splitting it
like a torrent overflowing green-covered dung heaps.
Like a torrent flooding the green valley
Sol 6.1