لوif هوit غضبanger بيحتI laid bare ماwhat ضمheld جوفيmy inner self
لو هو غضب بيحت ما ضم جوفي
منof الغثاanguish واظهرتand I showed عقبafter االعقلreason جهلfolly
من الغثا واظهرت عقب االعقل جهل
If it were anger, I would have bared what I held inside
If he was angry, my chest would not contain
Of anguish, and shown folly after reason.
The nonsense, and ignorance would appear after wisdom
ولوand if هوit المpain ماnot طالlasted long عندكin your presence وقوفيmy standing
ولو هو الم ما طال عندك وقوفي
ولاnor جيتI came أباI want to اسمعhear قصةthe tale of الذيبthe wolf والحملand the lamb
ولا جيت أبا اسمع قصة الذيب والحمل
And if it were pain, I would not have stood so long before you,
And if he was hurt, my standing by you would not be long
Nor come wanting to hear the tale of the wolf and the lamb.
And I would not come to listen to the tale of the wolf and the lamb
ولوand if هوit ندمregret كسرتI broke .. باقيthe rest of سيوفيmy swords
ولو هو ندم كسرت .. باقي سيوفي
علىon دروبpaths of الوصلunion ومفارقand the partings of الشملtogetherness
على دروب الوصل ومفارق الشمل
And if it were regret, I would have broken the rest of my swords
And if he regretted, he would break the rest of my swords
On the paths of union and at the crossroads of parting.
On the paths of connection and separation of intimacy
صوتthe sound of العظامthe bones الليthat تكسرare breaking حروفيmy letters
صوت العظام اللي تكسر حروفي
مابهthere is no كلامٍspeech تنطقهutter it شفتيmy lips سهلeasy
مابه كلامٍ تنطقه شفتي سهل
My letters are the sound of bones breaking.
The sound of breaking bones that are my letters
No words my lips utter are easy.
Has no words easy for my lips to utter
إنif جيتI set out امشI wipe الدمعthe tears تبكيweep كفوفيmy palms
إن جيت امش الدمع تبكي كفوفي
وإنand if جيتI set out أقولI say الشهدthe honey يوذينيhurt me النحلthe bees
وإن جيت أقول الشهد يوذيني النحل
If I try to wipe away the tears, my palms weep.
If I come with tears wetting my palms
And if I try to say 'honey,' the bees hurt me.
And if I come to say the sweetness that hurts me like bees
الحملthe burden ماهوit is not الليwhat تشيلهcarry it كتوفيmy shoulders
الحمل ماهو اللي تشيله كتوفي
الموتdeath لاwhen صارتbecome كتوفيmy shoulders هيthey themselves الحملthe burden
الموت لا صارت كتوفي هي الحمل
The burden is not what my shoulders carry.
The burden that my shoulders carry
Death is when my shoulders themselves become the burden.
Is not the lamb but death that has become my burden
ومنand whoever قالsaid باكرtomorrow .. قلتI said باكرtomorrow حتوفيmy deaths
ومن قال باكر .. قلت باكر حتوفي
والباقيand the rest إنشدask عنهabout it ضرايةthose versed in الرملthe sand
والباقي إنشد عنه ضراية الرمل
And whoever said 'Tomorrow,' I said, 'Tomorrow brings my deaths.'
And whoever said tomorrow, I say tomorrow are my shrouds
And for the rest, ask those who know the sand.
And the rest, the slopes of sand chant about it
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.