وَداعٍand a caller بِلَحنِin the voice of الكَلبِthe dog يَدعوhe calls وَدونَهُand before him
وَداعٍ بِلَحنِ الكَلبِ يَدعو وَدونَهُ
مِنَfrom اللَيلِthe night سِجفاًtwo curtains ظُلمَةٍdarkness وَغُيومُهاand its clouds
مِنَ اللَيلِ سِجفاً ظُلمَةٍ وَغُيومُها
And a caller cries in a dog's voice, screened by
With a dog's wail he calls his beloved
the night's twin curtains of darkness and its clouds.
From the dark night, its gloom and clouds
دَعاhe called وَهوَwhile he يَرجوhopes أَنto يُنَبِّهَawaken إِذwhen دَعاhe called
دَعا وَهوَ يَرجو أَن يُنَبِّهَ إِذ دَعا
فَتىًa young man كَاِبنِlike the son of لَيلىLayla حينَwhen غارَتset نُجومُهاits stars
فَتىً كَاِبنِ لَيلى حينَ غارَت نُجومُها
He called, hoping, as he called, to awaken
He called hoping to wake one like Layla's son
a young man like Ibn Layla, when its stars had set.
When her stars withdrew into hiding
بَعَثتُI sent لَهُto him دَهماءَa black one (a pot) لَيسَتit is not بِلَقحَةٍa milch camel
بَعَثتُ لَهُ دَهماءَ لَيسَت بِلَقحَةٍ
تَدُرُّit yields abundantly إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle هَبَّblows نَحساًill-omened عَقيمُهاits barren wind
تَدُرُّ إِذا ما هَبَّ نَحساً عَقيمُها
I sent him a black pot, not a milch camel,
I roused for him a storm, no gentle rain
yielding freely whenever its barren wind blows balefully.
That brings harm when its barren winds blow
كَأَنَّas though المَحالَthe vertebrae الغُرَّwhite فيin حَجَراتِهاits recesses
كَأَنَّ المَحالَ الغُرَّ في حَجَراتِها
عَذارىmaidens بَدَتappeared لَمّاwhen أُصيبَwas struck down حَميمُهاtheir loved one
عَذارى بَدَت لَمّا أُصيبَ حَميمُها
As though the white vertebrae in its recesses
As if in its chambers the impossible palace
were maidens appearing when their loved one was struck down.
Revealed virgins when its veil was lifted
غَضوباًfuriously boiling كَحَيزومِlike the breast of النَعامَةِthe ostrich أُحمِشَتit was stoked
غَضوباً كَحَيزومِ النَعامَةِ أُحمِشَت
بِأَجوازِwith thick pieces of خُشبٍwood زالَfell away عَنهاfrom them هَشيمُهاtheir dry fragments
بِأَجوازِ خُشبٍ زالَ عَنها هَشيمُها
Raging, like an ostrich's breast, it was stoked
Angrily like the ostrich's kick it was stirred
with thick pieces of wood whose dry fragments had fallen away.
With wooden stakes, its tent pegs gone
مُحَضَّرَةٌkept ready لاnot يُجعَلُis placed السِترُthe curtain دونَهاbefore it
مُحَضَّرَةٌ لا يُجعَلُ السِترُ دونَها
إِذاwhen المُرضِعُthe nursing she-camel العَوجاءُthe crooked one زالَfalls away بَريمُهاher braided cord
إِذا المُرضِعُ العَوجاءُ زالَ بَريمُها
Kept ready, with no curtain placed before it,
Ready, with no shelter left around it
when the crooked nursing camel's braided cord falls away.
When the limping wet nurse lost her way
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.