ماhow أَحسَنَbeautiful صُنعَthe handiwork of مُبدِعِthe creator of الأَشياءِthings
ما أَحسَنَ صُنعَ مُبدِعِ الأَشياءِ
مُعطيgiver to الجَمَراتِthe embers قُرصَةَthe round loaf of البَيضاءِthe white one
مُعطي الجَمَراتِ قُرصَةَ البَيضاءِ
How beautiful the handiwork of the Creator of things!
How beautiful is the work of the Creator of all things
Who gives the embers the white one's round loaf,
Who gives the embers the whiteness of eggs
مَنthe one who ذَرَّscattered سوادَthe blackness of إِثمِدِthe antimony kohl of الظَلماءِdarkness
مَن ذَرَّ سوادَ إِثمِدِ الظَلماءِ
فيupon الأُفقthe horizon تَشبُّkindles ناظِرthe pupil of الزَرقاءِthe blue-eyed one
في الأُفق تَشبُّ ناظِر الزَرقاءِ
Who scattered darkness's black antimony kohl
Who scattered the darkness of gloomy night
Upon the horizon, kindling the blue-eyed one's pupil.
In the horizon yearning for the blueness
Sol 6.1