انظرْlook إلىat حسنِbeauty هلالٍa crescent moon بَداhas appeared
انظرْ إلى حسنِ هلالٍ بَدا
يَهْتِكُrends منwith أنْوَارِهِits rays الحِنْدساthe deep darkness
يَهْتِكُ من أنْوَارِهِ الحِنْدسا
Look at the beauty of a crescent moon that has appeared,
Behold the beauty of the crescent moon revealed,
Rending the deep darkness with its rays,
Rending veils of darkness with its light concealed,
كمنْجَلٍlike a sickle قدalready صِيغَwas fashioned منfrom عَسْجَدٍgold
كمنْجَلٍ قد صِيغَ من عَسْجَدٍ
يحصُدُreaps منfrom زَهْرِflowers الرّبىthe hills نَرْجِسَاnarcissi
يحصُدُ من زَهْرِ الرّبى نَرْجِسَا
Like a sickle fashioned from gold,
Like a scythe of silver that the blacksmith wields,
Reaping narcissi from the flowers of the hills.
Mowing down narcissus blooms in harvest fields.
Sol 6.1