إِنَّindeed تُرْبَgrave-dust لَيْثِlion السُّرَاةِthe nobles ابْنِson of عِيسَىIsa
إِنَّ تُرْبَ لَيْثِ السُّرَاةِ ابْنِ عِيسَى
مُسْجِدٌmaking prostrate مِنْthrough جَلاَلِهِits majesty بَلْقِيسَاBilqis
مُسْجِدٌ مِنْ جَلاَلِهِ بَلْقِيسَا
Indeed, the grave-dust of the nobles' lion, Ibn Isa,
The tomb of Layth the brave, son of Eesa
Indeed, the earth of the nobles' lion, Ibn Isa,
makes Bilqis prostrate through its majesty.
A mosque whose glory matches that of Bilqees
Compels Bilqis to prostrate before its majesty.
تَحْسِبُyou think الأُسْدُthe lions مِنْbecause of مَهَابَةِthe awe of مَثْوَاresting place
تَحْسِبُ الأُسْدُ مِنْ مَهَابَةِ مَثْوَا
هُhis تَخِذْنَthey took أَكْنَافَهُits surroundings عِرِّيسَاa lion's lair
هُ تَخِذْنَ أَكْنَافَهُ عِرِّيسَا
You would think the lions, from the awe of his resting-
Where lions dare not make their lair
You would think the lions, out of awe for the abode
place, had made its surroundings a lair.
For they take its sides to be a bride
Of his, have taken its flanks as their thicket.