طِيبُsweetness الخمولobscurity يصدُّنيholds me back
طِيبُ الخمول يصدُّني
عَنْfrom مدحِهِpraising it بسوىthrough anything other than الرموزِhints
عَنْ مدحِهِ بسوى الرموزِ
The sweetness of obscurity keeps me
The fragrance of serenity deters me
From praising it except through hints.
From praising him with anything but symbols
كنزٌa treasure بهِwith it ظفرتْprevailed يديmy hand
كنزٌ بهِ ظفرتْ يدي
والكتمُand concealment مِنْamong شرطِthe conditions of الكنوزِtreasures
والكتمُ مِنْ شرطِ الكنوزِ
A treasure my hand has won,
A treasure my hand has grasped
And concealment is a condition of treasures.
Yet concealment is a condition of treasures
Sol 6.1