قُمRise نَصطَبِحlet us drink morning wine تَحتَbeneath رَفرَفَthe canopy of السَحَرِdawn
قُم نَصطَبِح تَحتَ رَفرَفَ السَحَرِ
عَلىto غِناءٍsinging يُحَثُّis spurred on بِالوَتَرِby the string
عَلى غِناءٍ يُحَثُّ بِالوَتَرِ
Rise, let us drink our morning wine beneath dawn's canopy,
To singing spurred on by the string.
فَإِنَّfor indeed خَزَّsilken cloth الغَمامَthe clouds يَنثُرُscatters فيin
فَإِنَّ خَزَّ الغَمامَ يَنثُرُ في
ديباجَةِbrocade الرَوضِthe meadow زَئبَرَnap (fine surface fibers) المَطَرِthe rain
ديباجَةِ الرَوضِ زَئبَرَ المَطَرِ
For the clouds' silk scatters over
The meadow's brocade the fine nap of rain.
وَرَقِّقِand soften العَيشَlife بِالسُرورِwith joy فَقَدfor already
وَرَقِّقِ العَيشَ بِالسُرورِ فَقَد
رَقَّتhave grown soft حَواشيthe fringes of المِياهِthe waters وَالخُضَرِand the greenery
رَقَّت حَواشي المِياهِ وَالخُضَرِ
And soften life with joy, for
The fringes of the waters and greenery have grown soft.
Sol 6.1