للهِto God (an exclamation of wonder) أسفارُناour journeys مازِلْتُI have continued to أحْسِبُهاcount them
للهِ أسفارُنا مازِلْتُ أحْسِبُها
حِيناًa time فحيناًthen another time وحُسْنُand the excellence of الصّبرِpatience منamong عُدَديmy provisions
حِيناً فحيناً وحُسْنُ الصّبرِ من عُدَدي
What journeys ours are! I have never ceased to count them,
How wondrous our journeys! I have kept counting them,
time after time, while steadfast patience is among my provisions.
Time after time, and good patience is among my provisions.
والشُهْبُand the bright stars فيin أفْقِهاtheir horizon طرْسٌa parchment تخطُّwrite بهupon it
والشُهْبُ في أفْقِها طرْسٌ تخطُّ به
صُفْرُyellow ones اليَراعةِof the reed pen أصْفاراًzeros منَfrom among العَدَدِthe numbers
صُفْرُ اليَراعةِ أصْفاراً منَ العَدَدِ
The shooting stars on the horizon are a parchment on which
And the bright stars in their horizon are a parchment, inscribed upon
the yellow reed-pens inscribe zeros from the realm of number.
By yellow reed-pens with zeros among the numbers.
