ياO سيداmaster يَدُهhis hand عَمَّتْreached all نَوافلُهاits bounties
يا سيدا يَدُه عَمَّتْ نَوافلُها
ونفسُهand his soul فوقَbeyond أنْthat تُحْصَىbe counted فَضائلُهاits virtues
ونفسُه فوقَ أنْ تُحْصَى فَضائلُها
O master, whose hand's bounties have reached all,
Oh Master, his hand has encompassed its supererogatory acts
and whose soul's virtues are beyond counting,
And his soul, above what can be counted, are its virtues.
انظرْlook لنيلوفرٍat a water lily غَضٍّtender بداappeared فحَكىand so resembled
انظرْ لنيلوفرٍ غَضٍّ بدا فحَكى
سواعدَthe forearms الغيدِof graceful maidens قدalready ضُمَّتْwere drawn together أَناملُهاtheir fingertips
سواعدَ الغيدِ قد ضُمَّتْ أَناملُها
look at a tender water lily that appeared and resembled
Look to the fresh blue lotus that appeared and related
the forearms of graceful maidens, their fingertips drawn together.
How the arms of the myrtle have folded its fingers.
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.