أَماLo وَالَّذيby Him who أَرسىfixed firmly ثَبيراًThabir مَكانَهُin its place
أَما وَالَّذي أَرسى ثَبيراً مَكانَهُ
عَلَيهِupon it السَحابُthe clouds فَوقَهُabove it يَتَنَصَّبُpours down
عَلَيهِ السَحابُ فَوقَهُ يَتَنَصَّبُ
Lo, by Him who fixed Thabir in its place,
By Him who established Thabir in its place,
The clouds above it pour down upon it,
Above which the clouds rise and assemble,
وَماand by whatever سَلَكَcrossed الموماةَthe wasteland مِنof كُلِّevery حَسرَةٍweary she-camel
وَما سَلَكَ الموماةَ مِن كُلِّ حَسرَةٍ
طَليحٍworn out كَجَفنِlike the sheath of السَيفِthe sword تَهويit falls فَتُركَبُthen it is ridden
طَليحٍ كَجَفنِ السَيفِ تَهوي فَتُركَبُ
And by every weary camel that has crossed the wasteland,
And she who traversed the sandy tracts, bent with sorrow,
Worn out, like a sword’s sheath, falling and then ridden,
Like the eyelid of the polished sword, wearing and flexible,
لَقَدindeed عِشتُI have lived مِنbecause of لَيلىLayla زَماناًfor a time أُحِبُّهاI love her
لَقَد عِشتُ مِن لَيلى زَماناً أُحِبُّها
أَخاa brother to المَوتَdeath إِذwhile بَعضُsome المُحِبّينَof the lovers يَكذُبُlies
أَخا المَوتَ إِذ بَعضُ المُحِبّينَ يَكذُبُ
I have indeed lived a while because of Layla, loving her,
Truly I have lived a time with Layla whom I love,
A brother to death, while some lovers lie.
Dearer than death, though some lovers are given to lies.
Sol 6.1