وَازروهاsupport her بِالبُكاwith weeping لاnot بِالتَعازيwith condolences
وَازروها بِالبُكا لا بِالتَعازي
إِنindeed هَولَthe terror of الحُزنِgrief بِالأَحشاءِwithin the entrails غازيan invader
إِن هَولَ الحُزنِ بِالأَحشاءِ غازي
Support her with weeping, not with condolences.
Console her with weeping, not with condolences,
For grief's terror invades her very entrails.
For the intensity of grief is invading her innermost being.
قَدalready أَذابَتهاhave melted her حَقيقاتthe realities of الأَسىsorrow
قَد أَذابَتها حَقيقات الأَسى
فَاِترُكوهاso spare her مِنfrom عِباراتexpressions of المَجازِfigurative speech
فَاِترُكوها مِن عِبارات المَجازِ
The realities of sorrow have already melted her away;
The realities of anguish have melted her down completely,
So spare her the phrases of metaphor.
So leave her be from expressions of metaphors.
عِندَهاwith her كانَthere was هِزارٌa nightingale فَاِنثَنىthen he turned away
عِندَها كانَ هِزارٌ فَاِنثَنى
طائِراًflying هَلwill ...? بَعدَهُafter him تَصبوshe yearns لِبازِfor a falcon
طائِراً هَل بَعدَهُ تَصبو لِبازِ
She had a nightingale; then he turned away,
She had a thousand joys that doubled over,
Taking flight—will she yearn for a falcon after him?
Flying - after it, do hawks aspire for the falconer?
خَطَفتُهُsnatched him away نائِباتٌcalamities فَاِختَفىand so he vanished
خَطَفتُهُ نائِباتٌ فَاِختَفى
شارِداًwandering يَسلُكُhe makes his way فيthrough أَقصىthe remotest مَجازِpassage
شارِداً يَسلُكُ في أَقصى مَجازِ
Calamities snatched him away, and he vanished,
Sudden misfortunes snatched it away and it disappeared,
A wanderer, following the remotest path.
Wandering, traversing the furthest metaphors.
غُصنَهاher bough الغَضُّtender أَمالَتهُbent it الصِباthe east wind
غُصنَها الغَضُّ أَمالَتهُ الصِبا
فَاِنثَنىso it bent إِذsince كانَit was فيin غَيرa lack of اِرتِكازِfirm anchorage
فَاِنثَنى إِذ كانَ في غَير اِرتِكازِ
Her tender bough was bent by the east wind,
The tender branch, the morning breeze bent it over,
So it bowed, for it lacked firm anchorage.
So it doubled over as it was without a brace.
طالَماfor a long time جارَتshe was unjust عَلَيهِto him فَسَرىso he left by night
طالَما جارَت عَلَيهِ فَسَرى
يَخلَعُcasting off النيرthe yoke طَلوباًeager لِلمَفازِfor deliverance
يَخلَعُ النير طَلوباً لِلمَفازِ
Long had she oppressed him, so he left by night,
Often it flowed over it, so it flowed,
Casting off the yoke, eagerly seeking deliverance.
Shedding the yoke, yearning for the expanse.
فَاِنتَهىso ended عُمرُthe life of هَواهاlove for her عِندَهُwithin him
فَاِنتَهى عُمرُ هَواها عِندَهُ
كُلُّevery شَيءٍthing فيin البَراياcreation لِلنجازِdestined to end
كُلُّ شَيءٍ في البَرايا لِلنجازِ
Thus his love for her reached its end;
So the life of her passion ended next to it -
Everything in creation is destined to end.
Everything in the wild is for the pickings.
كُلُevery مُلكٍkingdom ضائِعٌlost أَوor ساقِطٌfallen
كُلُ مُلكٍ ضائِعٌ أَو ساقِطٌ
إِنif مَشىproceeds مالِكهُits ruler دونَwithout اِحتِرازِcaution
إِن مَشى مالِكهُ دونَ اِحتِرازِ
Every kingdom will be lost or fall
Every fallen or lost kingdom,
If its ruler proceeds without caution.
If its owner walks without caution.
مَزَّقتshe tore أَثوابَهاher garments غَيظاًin rage عَلىover
مَزَّقت أَثوابَها غَيظاً عَلى
فَقَدthe loss of مَأسورِthe captive of الهَوىlove بَعدَafter اِحتيازِtaking possession
فَقَد مَأسورِ الهَوى بَعدَ اِحتيازِ
She tore her garments in rage over
She tore her clothes in anger over
Losing love's captive after taking possession of him.
The loss of the prisoner of love after crossing over.
أَوشَكتshe almost تَخدشُclawed وَجناتthe cheeks of السَماheaven
أَوشَكت تَخدشُ وَجنات السَما
وَتَشُقُّand rent الصَدرَthe breast مِنfrom تَحتِbeneath الطِرازِthe embroidered trim
وَتَشُقُّ الصَدرَ مِن تَحتِ الطِرازِ
She almost clawed the cheeks of heaven
She almost scratches the cheeks of the sky
And rent her breast beneath the embroidered trim.
And splits the chest from beneath the decoration.
غيرَةthe jealousy of الغادةthe maiden لَوif تَدرونَهاyou knew it
غيرَة الغادة لَو تَدرونَها
لاthen surely تَقيتمyou would guard against فَتكَهاits deadly violence يَومَon the day of البُرازِsingle combat
لا تَقيتم فَتكَها يَومَ البُرازِ
If you knew the maiden's jealousy,
The jealousy of the tender one - if you knew it
You would guard against its deadly fury on the day of single combat.
You would not withstand its violence on the day of trial.
هاجَمَتassailed عَينُthe eye of سِواهاsomeone other than her عَينَهُhis eye
هاجَمَت عَينُ سِواها عَينَهُ
فَسَبَتهُand so she captured him تَحتَويtaking possession خَيرَthe finest اِكتِنازِhoarding
فَسَبَتهُ تَحتَوي خَيرَ اِكتِنازِ
Another woman's eye assailed his,
Her eye attacked the eye of her beloved,
And captured him, holding him as her choicest treasure.
And captured it, containing the best treasures.
مُذwhen رَأَهاhe saw her وَهِيَwhile she تَدعوwas calling للصَفاto delight
مُذ رَأَها وَهِيَ تَدعو للصَفا
بادرhe hastened to seize الفُرصةthe opportunity فيin خَيرthe best اِنتِهازِseizing
بادر الفُرصة في خَير اِنتِهازِ
When he saw her beckoning to delight,
Since she saw her calling for clarity,
He promptly seized the chance to best advantage.
He seized the opportunity for the best gain.
فَرَأىand he saw ذاتَa woman of جَمالٍbeauty باهِرٍdazzling
فَرَأى ذاتَ جَمالٍ باهِرٍ
تَخجلshe puts to shame الغُصنَthe bough بميدٍwith swaying وَاِهتِزازِand quivering
تَخجل الغُصنَ بميدٍ وَاِهتِزازِ
And he saw a woman of dazzling beauty,
For he saw a clearly beautiful being
Who shamed the bough with her swaying and quivering.
That shames the branch with bending and shaking.
كَتَبَwrote الحُسنُBeauty عَلىupon أَلحاظِهاher glances
كَتَبَ الحُسنُ عَلى أَلحاظِها
إِحفَظواguard الأَرواحَsouls مِنfrom فَتكِthe deadly violence of الغَوازيfemale raiders
إِحفَظوا الأَرواحَ مِن فَتكِ الغَوازي
Beauty wrote upon her glances:
Beauty has written on her glances:
"Guard your souls against the deadly assaults of raiding beauties."
"Guard your souls from the violence of the raiders."
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.