هَذيthese كَلميmy words نَفائسُtreasures الأَنفاسِthe breaths
هَذي كَلمي نَفائسُ الأَنفاسِ
تُلهيكthey divert you عَنfrom اِرتِشافsipping ثَغرmouth الكاسِthe cup
تُلهيك عَن اِرتِشاف ثَغر الكاسِ
These words of mine are treasures of breath.
These are my words, the precious breath
They divert you from sipping at the cup’s mouth.
That distracts you from sipping the cup
لاnot يَبلُغُreaches طَورَهاtheir level كَلامُspeech الناسِthe people
لا يَبلُغُ طَورَها كَلامُ الناسِ
مَنwho قابلcompared بِالشَمسwith the sun لَظىblaze مقباسِa firebrand
مَن قابل بِالشَمس لَظى مقباسِ
People’s speech does not reach their level.
The words of mankind cannot attain its essence
Who would compare a firebrand’s blaze with the sun?
Whoever faces the sun, their torch is extinguished
Sol 6.1