فاضَتoverflowed قَريحَتُهُhis poetic inspiration فيماin what لَهُfor him وُزِنَتwas put into meter
فاضَت قَريحَتُهُ فيما لَهُ وُزِنَت
فَماyet not عَرَفناهُwe recognized it لاneither نَظماًverse وَلاnor نَثراprose
فَما عَرَفناهُ لا نَظماً وَلا نَثرا
His poetic gift overflowed in what had been metered for him;
His poetic inspiration overflowed in what was put into meter for him;
yet we knew it as neither verse nor prose.
yet we recognized it as neither verse nor prose.
فَسَدَّهاso he plugged it حينَماwhen قَدhad ظَنّهاhe thought it خُرِقَتhad been punctured
فَسَدَّها حينَما قَد ظَنّها خُرِقَت
بِبَلعهِby his swallowing الشَّعْرthe hair حتّىuntil قاءَهُhe vomited it شِعراas poetry
بِبَلعهِ الشَّعْر حتّى قاءَهُ شِعرا
So he plugged it up when he thought it had been pierced,
So he plugged it when he thought it had been punctured,
by swallowing poetry until he vomited it out as verse.
by swallowing hair until he vomited it as poetry.