لَكfor you دارa dwelling ياO مَنيَتيmy heart’s desire ماthe space بَينbetween تِلكَthose القنىthe spears
لَك دار يا مَنيَتي ما بَين تِلكَ القنى
كَمhow many مِنof مَدامعtears جَرَتflowed فيهاwithin it وَعادَتand became قنىchannels
كَم مِن مَدامع جَرَت فيها وَعادَت قنى
You have a dwelling, O my heart’s desire, between those spears.
You have a home, O Moneeta, between those hills
How many tears flowed there and became channels!
How many tears have flowed there, yet returned as hills
ياO مَنyou who لَهُhave قَدرstature يَذريscatters العَواليthe lofty القنىthe spears
يا مَن لَهُ قَدر يَذري العَوالي القنى
لاmay not كانَتexist الناسthe people إِنif كانواthey are لِغَيركof anyone but you قَنىpossessions
لا كانَت الناس إِن كانوا لِغَيرك قَنى
O you whose stature scatters the lofty spears!
O you whose fate can scatter the high hills
May people cease to exist if they are possessions of anyone but you!
If people were for other than you, they would be hills
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.