قَدindeed عُنوِنَwas given a heading الرَوضُthe garden وَيكَmind you! بِالخُضَرِin green hues
قَد عُنوِنَ الرَوضُ وَيكَ بِالخُضَرِ
وَسُجِّيَand was clothed العودُthe lute وَيكَmind you! بِالوَتَرِwith the string
وَسُجِّيَ العودُ وَيكَ بِالوَتَرِ
The garden has indeed been given a heading, mind you, in green;
The garden has been adorned with greenery
And the lute has been clothed, mind you, with the string.
And the lute has been strung with melody
وَاِبتَدَرَتand hastened forth أَغصُنٌbranches دَفاتِرُهاtheir notebooks
وَاِبتَدَرَت أَغصُنٌ دَفاتِرُها
فيهاin them خُطوطُlines النُوّارِthe blossoms وَالثَمَرِand the fruit
فيها خُطوطُ النُوّارِ وَالثَمَرِ
And branches have hastened forth; their notebooks
Branches have opened their notebooks
Contain lines of blossoms and fruit.
In which are lines of light and fruit
فَاِشرَبso drink عَلىto كاتِبِscribe السَحابِthe clouds فَقَدfor indeed
فَاِشرَب عَلى كاتِبِ السَحابِ فَقَد
أَعجَمَhe added diacritical dots بِالقَطرِwith raindrops أَحرُفَletters الزَهَرِthe flowers
أَعجَمَ بِالقَطرِ أَحرُفَ الزَهَرِ
So drink to the scribe of the clouds, for he has
So drink to the writer of the clouds for he
Dotted the letters of the flowers with raindrops.
Has dotted the letters of flowers with drops
فَماfor there is no لَهُfor him فيin دَواتِهِhis inkwell قَلَمٌa pen
فَما لَهُ في دَواتِهِ قَلَمٌ
يَنقُطُdots حَرفاًa letter إِلّاexcept مِنَof المَطَرِthe rain
يَنقُطُ حَرفاً إِلّا مِنَ المَطَرِ
For he has no pen in his inkwell
In his inkwell there is no pen
That dots a letter, save a pen of rain.
That can write a letter but rain
Sol 6.1