لَناfor us نَديمٌa boon companion لِمِثلِناfor the likes of us صُلحاproved suitable
لَنا نَديمٌ لِمِثلِنا صُلحا
يُفرِحُhe gladdens قَلبَthe heart الأَسىof sorrow إِذاwhenever اِقتَرَحاit grows sore
يُفرِحُ قَلبَ الأَسى إِذا اِقتَرَحا
We have a boon companion suited to the likes of us.
We have a companion suitable for our likes,
He gladdens sorrow's heart whenever it grows sore.
Who gladdens the heart of sorrow when conversing.
قَدalready نَشَرَunfurled اللَهوُmerriment فَهوَso he يَسحَبُهُhe trails it
قَد نَشَرَ اللَهوُ فَهوَ يَسحَبُهُ
مُغتَبِقاًdrinking in the evening تارَةًsometimes وَمُصطَبِحاand drinking in the morning
مُغتَبِقاً تارَةً وَمُصطَبِحا
Merriment has unfurled, and he trails it,
Sportiveness has spread its wings and it retracts them,
Drinking sometimes in the evening, and sometimes in the morning.
Now diving, now rising to the surface.
إِذاwhenever اِقتَرَحناwe request عَلَيهِof him مَضحَكَةًsomething amusing
إِذا اِقتَرَحنا عَلَيهِ مَضحَكَةً
أَخرَجَbrings forth دولابُthe waterwheel حِفظِهِof his memory المُلَحاthe witticisms
أَخرَجَ دولابُ حِفظِهِ المُلَحا
Whenever we ask him for something amusing,
When we propose to him an amusing tale,
The waterwheel of his memory brings forth witticisms.
The reservoir of his wit brings forth the salt.
Sol 6.1