Claude 2

  1. أَفدي بِروحي شَفتَي شادِنٍ

    ذي مَبسِمٍ أَلْمَى وَحالي الرّضابْ

    I would ransom with my soul the lips of Shadin

    With a smile that dazzles, and my state is confusion

  2. هُما هِلالانِ لَدى فِرقَةٍ

    هُما هِلالٌ إِذ يَكونُ اِقتِرابْ

    They are two crescents next to a separation

    They are a crescent when there is a coming together

  3. يَشرَبُ تِبغاً لِيَرى فاصِلاً

    بَينَ الهِلالَينِ رَقيق السّحابْ

    He drinks tobacco to see a delicate cloud

    Between the two crescents, subtle like a mirage