تَهَنَّrejoice بِأَشْهَبَin a gray steed مِثلَlike الشِّهابِa shooting star
تَهَنَّ بِأَشْهَبَ مِثلَ الشِّهابِ
يَسُرُّكَhe delights you إِنْif قُلْتَyou say فِيin الجَرْيِrunning هَيَّاon!
يَسُرُّكَ إِنْ قُلْتَ فِي الجَرْيِ هَيَّا
Rejoice in a gray steed like a shooting star.
You yearn for Ashhab like a shooting star
He delights you if, as he runs, you cry, “On!”
It pleases you if I say let's go!
تَخُطُّtraces lines مَعارِفُهُhis mane فِيin الثَّرَىthe earth
تَخُطُّ مَعارِفُهُ فِي الثَّرَى
وَيَرْفَعُand he lifts راكِبَهُhis rider فِيamong الثُّرَيَّاthe Pleiades
وَيَرْفَعُ راكِبَهُ فِي الثُّرَيَّا
His mane traces lines in the earth,
His friends draw lines in the ground
and he lifts his rider among the Pleiades.
And his rider raises him to the Pleiades
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.