لِإِقداميbecause of my daring لِأَقداميfor my feet مَخاضٌa ford
لِإِقدامي لِأَقدامي مَخاضٌ
بِبَحرٍin a sea مالَهُit has no قَعرٌbottom يُرامُcan be sought
بِبَحرٍ مالَهُ قَعرٌ يُرامُ
Through my daring, my feet have a ford
My steps have labor pains
In a sea with no reachable bottom.
In an ocean without bottom to covet
تَسيلُflow بِقَطرَةٍwith a drop مِنهُfrom it الأَواذيthe mighty waves
تَسيلُ بِقَطرَةٍ مِنهُ الأَواذي
وَمِنّيand from me ماthat which يُبَلُّis quenched بِهِwith it الأَوامُburning thirst
وَمِنّي ما يُبَلُّ بِهِ الأَوامُ
From a single drop of it, mighty waves flow,
Its drops make streams overflow
And from me comes what quenches burning thirst.
And I have what makes epochs soak
وَبَرقُand the lightning سَحابِهِof its cloud لِسِوايَfor those other than me عِنديto me
وَبَرقُ سَحابِهِ لِسِوايَ عِندي
ضِياءٌa radiance لَيسَdoes not يَغشاهُveil it ظَلامُdarkness
ضِياءٌ لَيسَ يَغشاهُ ظَلامُ
And what is its cloud’s lightning to others is, to me,
The lightning of its clouds is to me
A radiance that no darkness veils.
An illumination no darkness covers
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.