أَماDo you not تَرىsee الزَهرَةَVenus قَدindeed لاحَتshone forth لَناto us
أَما تَرى الزَهرَةَ قَد لاحَت لَنا
تَحتَbeneath هِلالٍa crescent لَونُهُits color مِنَof الذَهَبgold
تَحتَ هِلالٍ لَونُهُ مِنَ الذَهَب
Do you not see Venus, now gleaming before us,
Do you not see Venus shining before us,
beneath a crescent the color of gold—
beneath a crescent whose hue is gold,
كَكُرَةٍlike a ball مِنof فِضّةٍsilver مَجلوَّةٍpolished
كَكُرَةٍ مِن فِضّةٍ مَجلوَّةٍ
أَوفىstood aloft عَلَيهاabove it صَولَجانٌa polo mallet مِنof ذَهَبgold
أَوفى عَلَيها صَولَجانٌ مِن ذَهَب
like a ball of burnished silver,
like a ball of polished silver,
over which a golden polo mallet looms?
above which stands a polo mallet of gold?
