اللَّهُGod يَكْفِيspares المُلْكَthe kingdom أشْأَمَmost ill-omened طَلْعَةٍvisage
اللَّهُ يَكْفِي المُلْكَ أشْأَمَ طَلْعَةٍ
أضْحَتْhas come to تُبَشِّرُهُheralds for it بِشَرِّwith the worst صَباحِmorning
أضْحَتْ تُبَشِّرُهُ بِشَرِّ صَباحِ
May God shield the king from the most ill-omened countenance—
May God spare the kingdom the most ill-omened visage,
one that has come heralding to him a morning of evil:
Which has come to herald for it the worst of mornings.
بَهَقٌskin mottling يَلُوحُshows سَوادُهُits blackness فِيin صُفَْرٍةa yellow pallor
بَهَقٌ يَلُوحُ سَوادُهُ فِي صُفَْرٍة
قَدindeed كَرَّهَتْhas made hateful نَظَرِيmy looking إِلَىat اللُّفَّاحِthe mandrake fruit
قَد كَرَّهَتْ نَظَرِي إِلَى اللُّفَّاحِ
a skin affliction, its blackness showing amid yellow pallor,
Skin mottling, its blackness showing against a yellow pallor
that has made the sight of apples hateful to me.
That has made me loathe the sight of mandrake fruit.
شَقِيَتْsuffered بِهِbecause of him الأَرْواحُthe souls بَعدَafter نَعِيمِهَاtheir bliss
شَقِيَتْ بِهِ الأَرْواحُ بَعدَ نَعِيمِهَا
فَاقْتَصَّتِso exacted retribution الأَرْواحُthe winds لِلأَرْواحِfor the souls
فَاقْتَصَّتِ الأَرْواحُ لِلأَرْواحِ
Through him souls grew wretched after their bliss,
The souls suffered because of him after their bliss;
so souls exacted requital for souls.
So the winds exacted retribution for the souls.
