ضوءlight ذَاكَthat المقامthe station يَزدادincreases وَمضاin radiance
ضوء ذَاكَ المقام يَزداد وَمضا
قَدindeed سَرىhas spread فيthroughout الوُجودexistence طولاًlengthwise وَعَرضاand breadthwise
قَد سَرى في الوُجود طولاً وَعَرضا
The light of that station flashes ever brighter.
The light of that abode grows brighter in its glow
It has spread throughout existence, length and breadth.
It has spread through existence, in length and breadth
ضاعَspread fragrantly مِنهُfrom it الشَذاthe sweet scent وَفاحَand wafted forth عَبيرperfume
ضاعَ مِنهُ الشَذا وَفاحَ عَبير
أَبَداًforever لاnot يَزالceases to be رَطباًmoist وَغَضاand fresh
أَبَداً لا يَزال رَطباً وَغَضا
Sweet scent has spread from it, and perfume has wafted forth,
Its fragrance wafts, fresh as the dawn
Forever remaining moist and fresh.
Ever moist and verdant it will remain
ضنwas miserly دهريmy fate بِهِwith it وَلستُand I am not بِراضcontent
ضن دهري بِهِ وَلستُ بِراض
أَمحبwould a lover بِحادثwith a calamity الدَهرof fate يَرضىbe content
أَمحب بِحادث الدَهر يَرضى
My fate has withheld it, and I am not content.
My lifetime has pained me, though not pleased I was
Would a lover be content with fate’s calamity?
Can one who loves the fickle world, be pleased?
ضَرنيhurt me البُعدseparation وَيحهwoe to it ماwhat عَلَيهupon it
ضَرني البُعد وَيحه ما عَلَيه
لَوif حَبانيit granted me بِساعةan hour of القُربnearness قَرضاas a loan
لَو حَباني بِساعة القُرب قَرضا
Separation has hurt me—woe to it! What would it cost it
Parting pained me, though the fault was mine
If it granted me an hour of nearness as a loan?
If it would grant me but an hour's company as debt
ضمرlean العيسthe pale camels للمدينةto Medina سارَتjourneyed
ضمر العيس للمدينة سارَت
لَيتَif only خَديmy cheek لعيسهمfor their pale camels كانwere أَرضاground
لَيتَ خَدي لعيسهم كان أَرضا
The lean, pale camels journeyed to Medina.
The caravan for Medina moved on
If only my cheek were ground for their pale camels!
Would that my cheek became for them a pavement!
ضاعَwas wasted عُمريmy life وَإِنand indeed قَلبيmy heart مَريضsick
ضاعَ عُمري وَإِن قَلبي مَريض
وَجَميعand all القوىthe faculties لِذَلكbecause of that مرضىailing
وَجَميع القوى لِذَلك مرضى
My life has been wasted, and indeed my heart is sick,
My life is wasted though my heart is sick
And all my faculties are therefore ailing.
And all my faculties by this made frail
ضاقَbecame constricted صَدريmy breast مِنfrom الذُنوبsins فَمهماso whenever
ضاقَ صَدري مِن الذُنوب فَمهما
مَرpasses وَقتtime عَلَيهover it يَزدادincreases رمضاin burning heat
مَر وَقت عَلَيه يَزداد رمضا
My breast is constricted by sins, so whenever
My breast is straitened by sins so however
Time passes over it, its burning grows.
Much time elapses it will still have burning
ضجرweariness زادincreased بيin me فَأنزلتso I set down رحليmy saddle
ضجر زاد بي فَأنزلت رحلي
ينبيunclear; perhaps “at a prophet” عَنconcerning زلةa lapse العَبدthe servant أَغضىhe overlooked
ينبي عَن زلة العَبد أَغضى
My weariness grew, so I set down my saddle,
Disquiet increased in me so I lowered my gear
[At a prophet?] who overlooked the servant’s lapse.
It suits not the servant to slip into error
ضاحكsmiling عِندَat طاعةobedience to اللَهGod لَكنbut
ضاحك عِندَ طاعة اللَه لَكن
فيin تَعديoverstepping الحُدودthe bounds يَزدادhe increases قَبضاin sternness
في تَعدي الحُدود يَزداد قَبضا
Smiling when God is obeyed, but
Laughing in obeying God but in violating limits
When the bounds are overstepped, he grows more stern.
Becomes even more somber and austere
ضاربstriking فيamong كَتائبbattalions الكُفرof unbelief رامshooting
ضارب في كَتائب الكُفر رام
وَعَلَيهِand upon him القِيامstanding in prayer قَدindeed كانَhad been فَرضاobligatory
وَعَلَيهِ القِيام قَد كانَ فَرضا
Striking and shooting among the battalions of unbelief,
Striking the regiments of unbelief he hoped
And standing in prayer had indeed been obligatory for him.
And rising against them was an ordained duty
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.