قَمَرٌa moon إِذاwhenever فَكرتI think فيهِof him تَعتباhe takes offense
قَمَرٌ إِذا فَكرت فيهِ تَعتبا
وَإِذاand whenever رَآنيhe sees me فيin المَنامa dream تَحَجباhe veils himself
وَإِذا رَآني في المَنام تَحَجبا
A moon who takes offense whenever I think of him,
A moon, when I think of him, I blame
And whenever he sees me in a dream, he veils himself.
And when he sees me in a dream, he veils
صادَفتُهُI met him فَتَناوَلتthen seized لَحظاتُهُhis glances
صادَفتُهُ فَتَناوَلت لَحظاتُهُ
عَقليmy reason وَأَعرضand he turned away نافِراًrecoiling مُتَحجباveiling himself
عَقلي وَأَعرض نافِراً مُتَحجبا
I met him, and his glances seized
I met him and my mind grasped his glances
My reason; he turned away, recoiling and veiling himself.
And turned away, aloof and veiled
منوردfrom the roses الوَجناتthe cheeks خشيةfor fear of ناظرan onlooker
منورد الوَجنات خشية ناظر
أَضحىhe became بِريحانwith basil العذارthe cheek-down منقباveiled
أَضحى بِريحان العذار منقبا
For fear of an onlooker beholding his cheeks' roses,
The light of gardens, fearing a watcher
He became veiled with the basil of his cheek-down.
Became cloaked in the basil of chastity
ساوَمتُهُI bargained with him وَصلاًfor union فَأَعجَمthen grew obscure لِفظُهُhis speech
ساوَمتُهُ وَصلاً فَأَعجَم لِفظُهُ
وَأَظنَهُand I think he عَنabout ضدthe opposite of ذَلِكَthat أَعرَباspoke plainly
وَأَظنَهُ عَن ضد ذَلِكَ أَعرَبا
I bargained with him for union, but his speech grew obscure,
I bargained with him for fellowship but his words were unclear
And I think he spoke plainly of the opposite.
And I think he spoke the opposite of that
أَناI مِنهُfrom him راضٍam content بِالصُدودwith rejection لِأَنَّنيbecause I
أَنا مِنهُ راضٍ بِالصُدود لِأَنَّني
أَجدfind الهَوانhumiliation لَدىin الهَوىlove مُستَعذِباsweet
أَجد الهَوان لَدى الهَوى مُستَعذِبا
I am content with rejection from him, because I
I am content with his aloofness because
Find humiliation sweet in love.
I find yearning is sweet in love
شَيئانtwo things حَدّثspeak بِاللَطافةof delicacy عَنهُماabout them both
شَيئان حَدّث بِاللَطافة عَنهُما
عَتبthe reproach of الحَبيبthe beloved وَعَهدand the memory of أَيّامthe days of الصِباyouth
عَتب الحَبيب وَعَهد أَيّام الصِبا
Two things—speak of their delicacy:
Two things he spoke of gently:
The beloved's reproach, and the memory of youthful days.
The beloved's reproach and the days of youth
وَثَلاثةand three things حَدثspeak بِطيبof the sweetness of ثَنائِهاtheir praise
وَثَلاثة حَدث بِطيب ثَنائِها
زَهرthe blossoms of الرَبيعspring وَخَلقand the form of يُوسفYusuf وَالصِباand youth
زَهر الرَبيع وَخَلق يُوسف وَالصِبا
And three—speak of the sweetness of their praise:
And three he spoke of beautifully:
Spring's blossoms, Yusuf's beauty, and youth.
Spring flowers, Joseph's beauty, and youth
عَلّامةthe great scholar of الآفاقall horizons مِنwhose (read as مَن) أَشعارِهِhis poems
عَلّامة الآفاق مِن أَشعارِهِ
لِعُلومِهِfor his learning أَضحتhave become طِرازاًembroidery مُذهباgilded
لِعُلومِهِ أَضحت طِرازاً مُذهبا
The great scholar of all horizons, whose poems
The signpost of horizons in his poetry
Have become gilded embroidery for his learning.
His knowledge made it gilded embellishment
مَنone who لَوif أَصابَtouched البراthe land يَسرslightest (fragment of أيسر) قَطرةa drop
مَن لَو أَصابَ البرا يَسر قَطرة
مِنfrom راحَتيهِhis two palms عادَit became رَوضاًa garden مخصَباfertile
مِن راحَتيهِ عادَ رَوضاً مخصَبا
Should the slightest drop touch the land
He who attained goodness, a drop
From his two palms, it would become a fertile garden.
Of his comfort became a fertile meadow
مَنone whom لَوif نَظمتI strung together الشُهبthe shooting stars فيهِabout him مَدائِحاًpoems of praise
مَن لَو نَظمت الشُهب فيهِ مَدائِحاً
لَظنَنتI would think فكريmy mind قَدhad أَساءَdone wrong وَأَذنَباand sinned
لَظنَنت فكري قَد أَساءَ وَأَذنَبا
Were I to string the shooting stars into poems in his praise,
If I composed poems praising him
I would think my mind had done wrong and sinned.
I would think my mind had erred and sinned
ماno نَسمةbreeze سحريةof dawn شَحريةfrom Shihr
ما نَسمة سحرية شَحرية
باتَتspent the night تَعلdrinking repeatedly مِنfrom الغَمامthe clouds الأَعذَباthe sweetest
باتَت تَعل مِن الغَمام الأَعذَبا
No dawn breeze from Shihr,
No magical, enchanting morning breeze
Which spent the night drinking the sweetest water from the clouds,
Spent the night rising from the sweetest cloud
نَشوانةintoxicated ظلَّتkept تَجررtrailing فيover الرُباthe hills
نَشوانة ظلَّت تَجرر في الرُبا
ذَيلاًa train بمسكيwith musky scent الرِياضthe gardens مطيباperfumed
ذَيلاً بمسكي الرِياض مطيبا
And, intoxicated, kept trailing over the hills
A gentle beauty trailing her dress
A train perfumed with the gardens' musk,
In the gardens' musky paths
يَوماًever بِأَحسَنmore beautiful مِنthan صِفاتthe qualities of جَنابِهِhis august person
يَوماً بِأَحسَن مِن صِفات جَنابِهِ
أَنّىhowever تَداولهاrecounts them اللِسانthe tongue وَأَطيَباand more fragrant
أَنّى تَداولها اللِسان وَأَطيَبا
Was ever more beautiful than his noble qualities,
One day with his most excellent traits
However the tongue recounts them, or more fragrant.
How could tongue express and make them sweet?
مَنwho ذاis there يُقاسcan be compared بِماجدwith a noble man جعلتwere made لَهُfor him
مَن ذا يُقاس بِماجد جعلت لَهُ
أَرضاًground رِقابthe necks of الحاسِدينthe envious وَقَدand indeed أَبىhe refused
أَرضاً رِقاب الحاسِدين وَقَد أَبى
Who can be compared with a noble man for whom
Who can compare to Majd who made
The necks of the envious were made ground, though he refused?
The necks of envious ones his land, and he refused?
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.