اللَيلُthe night يَنصُلُfades بَينَbetween الحَوضِthe water trough وَالعَطَنِand the camels' resting-place
اللَيلُ يَنصُلُ بَينَ الحَوضِ وَالعَطَنِ
وَالبَرقُand lightning يُسديweaves بُرودَstriped cloaks العارِضِthe cloudbank الهَتِنِpouring rain
وَالبَرقُ يُسدي بُرودَ العارِضِ الهَتِنِ
Night fades between the water trough and the camels' resting-place.
The night slips between the pool and twisted tree,
And lightning weaves the striped cloaks of the rain-pouring cloud.
And lightning reveals the coolness of the bending branch.
وَالجَفنُand the eyelid يَفتُرُslackens عَنaway from طَرفٍan eye صَحِبتُI kept company بِهِwith it
وَالجَفنُ يَفتُرُ عَن طَرفٍ صَحِبتُ بِهِ
إِنسانُهُits pupil مُثقَلُweighed down العِطفَينِboth flanks بِالوَسَنِwith drowsiness
إِنسانُهُ مُثقَلُ العِطفَينِ بِالوَسَنِ
And the eyelid slackens, revealing an eye I kept company with,
My eyes grow weary looking at the one with whom
Its pupil, both flanks weighed down by drowsiness,
I walked, a human weighed down by sorrow and grief.
فيin لَيلَةٍa night أَوعَدَتit threatened بِالبَينِwith parting فَاِختَلَسَتthen it snatched away
في لَيلَةٍ أَوعَدَت بِالبَينِ فَاِختَلَسَت
مِنَfrom العُيونِthe eyes بَقاياremnants غُبَّرِlingering traces الوَسَنِdrowsiness
مِنَ العُيونِ بَقايا غُبَّرِ الوَسَنِ
On a night that threatened parting, then snatched away
On a night that promised separation, it stole
From the eyes the last lingering traces of drowsiness.
From my eyes traces of the soot of grief.
حَتّىuntil نَظَرتُI looked وَلَيand I had عَينٌan eye مُؤَرَّقَةٌkept sleepless
حَتّى نَظَرتُ وَلَي عَينٌ مُؤَرَّقَةٌ
تُقَسَّمُapportions الدَمعَthe tears بَينَbetween الرَبعِthe encampment وَالظُعُنِand the camel-litters
تُقَسَّمُ الدَمعَ بَينَ الرَبعِ وَالظُعُنِ
Until I looked with a sleepless eye,
Until I saw I had an anguished eye
Apportioning tears between the encampment and the camel-litters.
That divided its tears between the lids and pupils.
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.