أَعدِمdeprive فُؤادَكَyour heart هَمَّهُits sorrow بِمَدامَةٍwith wine
أَعدِم فُؤادَكَ هَمَّهُ بِمَدامَةٍ
وَقَدَتblazed وَلَونُand the color أَديمِهاof its surface كَالعَندَمِlike crimson dye
وَقَدَت وَلَونُ أَديمِها كَالعَندَمِ
Rid your heart of its sorrow with wine,
Slay your heart's grief with a goblet
That blazed, its surface the hue of crimson dye.
Whose hue is like marjoram's while its wine sparkles
فَكَأَنَّهاso, as though it عِندَwhen اِنتِظامِthe alignment حَبابَهاof its bubbles
فَكَأَنَّها عِندَ اِنتِظامِ حَبابَها
شَمسُthe sun النَهارِof day تَبَسَّمَتsmiled عَنrevealing أَنجُمِstars
شَمسُ النَهارِ تَبَسَّمَت عَن أَنجُمِ
So, when its bubbles align, it is as though
So that when its bubbles are in order
The daytime sun had smiled, revealing stars.
It is as if the sun of day smiled from the stars
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.