وَماand nothing سالَflowed فيin وادٍa valley كَأَودِيَةٍlike valleys لَهُbelonging to him
وَما سالَ في وادٍ كَأَودِيَةٍ لَهُ
دَفَعنَthey surged مَعاًtogether فيinto بَحرِهِhis sea حينَwhen أَزبَداit foamed
دَفَعنَ مَعاً في بَحرِهِ حينَ أَزبَدا
And no waters flowed through a valley like those of his valleys,
No stream has flowed in valleys like their valleys,
Which surged together into his sea when it foamed.
Their waters all pushed together into a sea when enraged.
وَبَحرُand the sea أَبيAbu (father of) سُفيانَSufyan وَاِبنَيهِand his two sons يَلتَقيconverges
وَبَحرُ أَبي سُفيانَ وَاِبنَيهِ يَلتَقي
لَهُنَّwith them إِذاwhen يَعلوit rises above الحَصينَthe stronghold المُشَيَّداbuilt high
لَهُنَّ إِذا يَعلو الحَصينَ المُشَيَّدا
And the sea of Abu Sufyan and his two sons converges
And the sea of Abu Sufyan and his sons comes together with
With them when it overtops the lofty stronghold.
A powerful, impenetrable fortress when it rises high.
رَأَيتَyou saw مِنَamong الأَنعامِthe livestock فيon حافَتَيهِماtheir two banks
رَأَيتَ مِنَ الأَنعامِ في حافَتَيهِما
بَهائِمَbeasts قَدalready كُنَّthey were الغُثاءَthe flotsam المُنَضَّداpiled in layers
بَهائِمَ قَد كُنَّ الغُثاءَ المُنَضَّدا
You see, among the livestock on their two banks,
You see among their herds on the shores of the two seas
Beasts that were already flotsam piled in layers.
Beasts that have clustered together like heavy rainclouds.
فَلاso no أُمَّmother إِلّاexcept أُمَّthe mother of عيسىJesus عَلِمتُهاI have known her
فَلا أُمَّ إِلّا أُمَّ عيسى عَلِمتُها
كَأُمِّكَlike your mother خَيراًbest أُمَّهاتٍmothers وَأَمجَداand most glorious
كَأُمِّكَ خَيراً أُمَّهاتٍ وَأَمجَدا
So no mother have I known, except the mother of Jesus,
Of all the mothers, I know none like Jesus's mother;
To equal your mother, best and most glorious of mothers.
She is the best of mothers and most glorious.
وَإِنand if عُدَّتِwere counted الآباءُthe fathers كُنتَyou would be اِبنَthe son of خَيرِهِمthe best of them
وَإِن عُدَّتِ الآباءُ كُنتَ اِبنَ خَيرِهِم
وَأَملاكِهاand of its kings الأَورَينَmost brightly kindling فيin المَجدِglory أَزنُداfiresticks
وَأَملاكِها الأَورَينَ في المَجدِ أَزنُدا
And if fathers are counted, you are the son of the best of them,
And if all fathers were counted, you're the son of the best of them,
And of its kings, whose firesticks kindle brightest in glory.
And their brightest diadems in glory most polished.