يَقولونَthey say ليto me يَوماًone day وَقَدand already مَرَّhe passed by ضارِباًstriking
يَقولونَ لي يَوماً وَقَد مَرَّ ضارِباً
بِمِعوَلِهِwith his pickaxe ضَربَthe striking المُرَجِّمِone who conjectures بِالغَيبِabout the unseen
بِمِعوَلِهِ ضَربَ المُرَجِّمِ بِالغَيبِ
One day they told me, as he passed by, striking
They say to me one day when the striker
with his pickaxe, like one guessing at the unseen:
With his hammer struck the translator mysteriously:
تَعَلَّمَhe learned صَفّاراًas a coppersmith فَقُلتُso I said اِستَعارَهاhe borrowed it
تَعَلَّمَ صَفّاراً فَقُلتُ اِستَعارَها
غَداةَthe morning رَناhe gazed مِنfrom صِبغَةِthe hue العاشِقِthe lover الصَبِّardently enamored
غَداةَ رَنا مِن صِبغَةِ العاشِقِ الصَبِّ
“He trained as a coppersmith.” I replied, “He borrowed it
"He learned to whistle, so I said he borrowed it
the morning he gazed, from the lovesick lover’s hue.
The morning after the bell rang with the hue of a passionate lover."
يَعودُbecomes النُحاسُthe copper الأَحمَرُred التِبرraw, unworked metal عَسجَداًgold
يَعودُ النُحاسُ الأَحمَرُ التِبر عَسجَداً
بِكَفَّيهِin his two hands عِندَduring السَبكِcasting وَالمَدِّand stretching وَالضَربِand hammering
بِكَفَّيهِ عِندَ السَبكِ وَالمَدِّ وَالضَربِ
The raw red copper becomes gold
The reddish copper turns docile
in his two hands, during casting, stretching, and hammering.
With its palms at melting, stretching, and striking.
فَحُمرَتُهُso its redness مُشتَقَّةٌderived مِنfrom حَيائِهِhis bashfulness
فَحُمرَتُهُ مُشتَقَّةٌ مِن حَيائِهِ
وَصُفرَتُهُand its yellowness مِمّاfrom what يَخافُhe fears مِنَof العَتبِreproach
وَصُفرَتُهُ مِمّا يَخافُ مِنَ العَتبِ
Its redness is derived from his bashfulness,
Its redness is derived from its shyness,
and its yellowness from the reproach he fears.”
And its yellowness from what it fears of reproach.
Sol 6.1