شموسsuns مِنof الآدابliterature تَطلعrise فيin الدُجىthe darkness
شموس مِن الآداب تَطلع في الدُجى
وَتُلقيand cast عَلىupon أُفقthe horizon الضَميرthe mind شُعاعَهاtheir radiance
وَتُلقي عَلى أُفق الضَمير شُعاعَها
Suns of letters rise in the darkness,
Suns of literature rise in the gloom
And cast their radiance upon the mind’s horizon.
And cast their rays on the horizon of conscience
مَعانٍideas تَوافَتhave come together فيin ضَميرa mind كَأَنَّهاas though they were
مَعانٍ تَوافَت في ضَمير كَأَنَّها
أَمانيُّwishes قَدalready صادَفَتfound مِنهاamong them اِجتِماعَهاtheir coming together
أَمانيُّ قَد صادَفَت مِنها اِجتِماعَها
Ideas have come together in a mind, as though they were
Meanings converge in a conscience as if they were
Wishes that have found their union among them.
Hopes that found their gathering by chance