أَلوتlaid waste بِعَساكِرto the armies of الأَسىsorrow أَفراحيmy joys
أَلوت بِعَساكِر الأَسى أَفراحي
إِذwhen واصلَkept up كأسيmy cup مَدَدَsuccor الأَرواحِfor souls
إِذ واصلَ كأسي مَدَدَ الأَرواحِ
My joys laid waste to the armies of sorrow,
My joys have been plundered by armies of sorrow,
When my cup kept bringing succor to souls.
When the cup continuously refilled my spirits.
فيin مُعتَرَكِthe battlefield of الهُمومcares والأَقداحِand goblets
في مُعتَرَكِ الهُموم والأَقداحِ
أَحللتُI made lawful دَمthe blood of الزِقِّthe wineskin وَقَتلَand the slaying of الراحِwine
أَحللتُ دَم الزِقِّ وَقَتلَ الراحِ
On the battlefield of cares and goblets,
In the battlefield of worries and drinking cups,
I made lawful the shedding of the wineskin’s blood and the slaying of wine.
I shed blood that destroys comfort and kills peace.
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.