ومُحجَّلٍand a white-stockinged steed حُرٍّnoble كأنّas though أديمهُhis coat
ومُحجَّلٍ حُرٍّ كأنّ أديمهُ
سَبجٌjet يكادُalmost يَسيلُflows مماfrom how much يلصفit gleams
سَبجٌ يكادُ يَسيلُ مما يلصف
And a noble, white-stockinged steed, whose coat is like
A head-veil with morning freshness decked,
jet, almost flowing from how brightly it gleams.
As 'twere with dripping butterfly net
يَلقاكَgreets you أوّلُهُhis forepart بأصبحِwith the brightest غُرّةٍwhite blaze
يَلقاكَ أوّلُهُ بأصبحِ غُرّةٍ
منfrom تحتِbeneath ناصيةٍa forelock عليهاover it تعكفُit bends
من تحتِ ناصيةٍ عليها تعكفُ
His head greets you with the brightest white blaze,
New-caught — so fain it seems to drip
beneath a forelock that bends over it.
With the pearls the night distilled on it.
فإذاand when هَفَتit flutters منfrom فوقهاabove it تحكيit evokes لناfor us
فإذا هَفَت من فوقها تحكي لنا
قمراًa moon يُغيبُvanishes بالظلامِin darkness ويكسفُand is eclipsed
قمراً يُغيبُ بالظلامِ ويكسفُ
And when the forelock flutters away from it, the blaze evokes for us
Uplift it from thy brow; and lo!
a moon that vanishes in darkness and is eclipsed.
The dawn-light gems thy glances throw,
ملآنُbrimming منwith ريعانهِhis youthful vigor فكأنّهُso he seems like
ملآنُ من ريعانهِ فكأنّهُ
رَشأُa gazelle fawn لأخفىtoward the faintest نبأةٍsound يتشوّفُhe cranes to look
رَشأُ لأخفى نبأةٍ يتشوّفُ
Brimming with youthful vigor, he seems like
As 'twere some moon bud-like enfurled
a gazelle fawn, craning toward the faintest sound.
With graces opening on the world.
Sol 6.1