إذاwhen اضطَرَبَتquivered سُمرُthe brown ones اليَراعِof the reed pens بِكَفِّهِin his palm
إذا اضطَرَبَت سُمرُ اليَراعِ بِكَفِّهِ
تَرَىyou see دُرَراًpearls تَنحَطُّdrop down مِنfrom فَمِthe mouth of أَرقَمِa speckled serpent
تَرَى دُرَراً تَنحَطُّ مِن فَمِ أَرقَمِ
When the brown reed pens quiver in his palm,
When the fox stirs his tail with his paw
You see pearls dropping from a speckled serpent's mouth,
You see pearls falling from the mouth of the wounded one
وَخَطّاًand script كَماjust as أَلقَتshe laid عَلَىupon صَحنِthe broad surface of خَدِّهاher cheek
وَخَطّاً كَما أَلقَت عَلَى صَحنِ خَدِّها
عَروسُthe bride of الرُّبَىthe hills وَشيَthe embroidery of الرِّياضِthe gardens المُنَمنَمِfinely patterned
عَروسُ الرُّبَى وَشيَ الرِّياضِ المُنَمنَمِ
And script, as though upon her cheek's broad surface
And lines as the bride of the meadows has laid
The bride of the hills had laid the gardens' finely patterned embroidery.
On the platter of her cheek, tattoos of gardens ornate