قُمrise ياO صَديقيmy friend نَصطَبِحlet us drink in the morning مَشمولَةًwine cooled by the north wind
قُم يا صَديقي نَصطَبِح مَشمولَةً
يَسعىhastens بِهاwith it ساقٍa cupbearer كَلُعبَةِlike a figurine عاجِivory
يَسعى بِها ساقٍ كَلُعبَةِ عاجِ
Rise, my friend; let us take a morning draught of wine cooled by the north wind.
Rise my friend let's have a wonderful morning
A cupbearer like an ivory figurine hastens with it.
Striving for it on dancing feet like ivory
فَالرَوضُand the garden مِنthrough أَنهارِهِits streams وَبِهارِهِand its yellow blossoms
فَالرَوضُ مِن أَنهارِهِ وَبِهارِهِ
فيin المُصمَتِplain, single-colored cloth الفَضِيِّsilvery وَالديباجِand brocade
في المُصمَتِ الفَضِيِّ وَالديباجِ
And the garden, with its streams and yellow blossoms,
The garden with its streams and blossoms
Is clad in plain silvery cloth and brocade.
In the still silvery air and brocade
تَلقىmeet رَعَيَّتَناour subjects مُلوكُkings غُصونِهِits boughs
تَلقى رَعَيَّتَنا مُلوكُ غُصونِهِ
هَذاthis one بِإِكليلٍwith a wreath وَذاكَand that one بِتاجِwith a crown
هَذا بِإِكليلٍ وَذاكَ بِتاجِ
The kings of its boughs meet our subjects,
Greets our flock, the royal boughs
This one with a wreath, and that one with a crown.
One with a crown, another with a wreath
Sol 6.1