أَلا رُبَّ لَيلٍ بِتُّ أرعى نُجومَه
فلم أغتَمِضْ فيه ولا اللَّيلُ أغمَضا
Lo, many a night I have spent watching its stars,
O nights whose stars kept me awake
And I did not close my eyes in it, nor did the night close its own.
I did not close my eyes nor did the night blink
كأنَّ الثُرَيَّا راحَةٌ تَشْبُرُ الدُّجى
لتعلمَ طالَ اللَّيلُ لي أَم تعرَّضا
As though the Pleiades were a palm measuring the darkness in handspans,
As if Pleiades were a carpet that spread darkness
To learn whether the night had lengthened for me or widened.
To know did the night grow long for me or pass quickly
عَجِبْتُ لِلَيلٍ بينَ شَرْقٍ ومَغرِبٍ
يُقاسُ بشِبرٍ كيفَ يُرجَى له انْقِضا
I marveled at a night between east and west,
I marveled at the night between east and west
Measured by a handspan—how can one hope for it to end?
Measured by a handspan - how can its end be hoped for
Sol 6.1