وَلَقَدand indeed طَعَنتُI stabbed اللَيلَthe night فيin أَعجازِهِits hindquarters
وَلَقَد طَعَنتُ اللَيلَ في أَعجازِهِ
بِالكاسِwith the cup بَينَamong غَطارِفٍnoblemen كَالأَنجُمِlike stars
بِالكاسِ بَينَ غَطارِفٍ كَالأَنجُمِ
And indeed I stabbed the night in its hindquarters,
I pierced the night in its back
With the cup, among noblemen like stars.
With the cup, amidst curtains like stars
يَتَمايَلونَthey sway عَلىupon النَعيمِbliss كَأَنَّهُمas though they
يَتَمايَلونَ عَلى النَعيمِ كَأَنَّهُم
قُضُبٌswords مِنَof الهِندِيِّIndian steel لَمhave not تَتَثَلَّمِbeen nicked
قُضُبٌ مِنَ الهِندِيِّ لَم تَتَثَلَّمِ
They sway in bliss, as though they were
Swaying in luxury as if they are
Swords of Indian steel that have never been nicked.
Unbroken bamboo sticks from India
وَلَقَدand indeed شَرِبناهاwe drank it بِخاتَمِwith the seal of رَبِّهاits owner
وَلَقَد شَرِبناها بِخاتَمِ رَبِّها
بِكراًa virgin وَلَيسَand is not مِثلَlike الأَيَّمِthe widow
بِكراً وَلَيسَ مِثلَ الأَيَّمِ
And indeed we drank it with its owner's seal,
And we drank it with the seal of its owner
A virgin, not like a widow.
Pure in the early morning, not like other days
وَلَهاand it has سُكونٌstillness فيin الإِناءِthe vessel وَدونَهُand outside it
وَلَها سُكونٌ في الإِناءِ وَدونَهُ
شَغَبٌtumult يَطَوِّحُsends reeling بِالكَمِيِّthe armored warrior المُعلَمِmarked with insignia
شَغَبٌ يَطَوِّحُ بِالكَمِيِّ المُعلَمِ
And it is calm in the vessel, but outside it
It has tranquility in the vessel and beneath it
It is tumult that sends the insignia-bearing armored warrior reeling.
Is turmoil tossing the seasoned boozer
Sol 6.1