أَسرَتjourneyed by night بيwith me وَاللَيلُand the night كَظَنيlike my thought داجِdark
أَسرَت بي وَاللَيلُ كَظَني داجِ
تَسموsoars بيwith me نَحوَtoward أَرفعthe loftiest الأَبراجِtowers
تَسمو بي نَحوَ أَرفع الأَبراجِ
It bore me by night, while the night was dark as my thought,
The night captivated me as I thought it would
Soaring with me toward the loftiest towers.
It lifted me towards the highest towers
رؤيايَmy vision أَرَتshowed سَماءهاits sky ليto me أَرضاًearth
رؤيايَ أَرَت سَماءها لي أَرضاً
ماhow أَحسَنَbeautiful لَوif بِصورَتيin my form معراجيmy ascent
ما أَحسَنَ لَو بِصورَتي معراجي
My vision showed me its sky as earth.
My dream showed me its sky as land
How beautiful my ascent would be, were it in my own form!
How beautiful it would be if my ascension took my form
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.