رُبَّmany a طَعْنَةٍa stab wound مُثْعَنْجِرَةْgushing with blood
رُبَّ طَعْنَةٍ مُثْعَنْجِرَةْ
وَجَفْنَةٍand a large serving bowl مُتَحَيِّرَةْbrimming
وَجَفْنَةٍ مُتَحَيِّرَةْ
Many a stab wound gushing with blood,
Many a piercing stab wounds deep
and a brimming serving bowl,
And a slap leaves one confused, in disbelief
وَقَصِيدَةٍand a poem مُحَبَّرَةْfinely crafted
وَقَصِيدَةٍ مُحَبَّرَةْ
تَبْقَىwill remain غَدًاtomorrow بِأَنْقَرَةْin Ankara
تَبْقَى غَدًا بِأَنْقَرَةْ
and a finely crafted poem
Though a poem be carefully crafted
will remain tomorrow in Ankara.
It may be forgotten come the morrow eve
Sol 6.1