وَشَادٍand a singer تَغَنَّىsang فَوْقَatop كُرْسِيّthe throne of قَدّهِhis stature
وَشَادٍ تَغَنَّى فَوْقَ كُرْسِيّ قَدّهِ
تَبَارَكَblessed is مَنْHe who قَدْindeed صَاغَهُfashioned him آيَةَthe Verse of الكُرْسِيthe Throne
تَبَارَكَ مَنْ قَدْ صَاغَهُ آيَةَ الكُرْسِي
And a singer sang atop the throne of his stature;
Blessed is He who fashioned him into the Verse of the Throne!
وَقَامَand he rose عَلَىto الإيقَاعِthe rhythm يَنْقُرُhe taps طَارَهُhis tambourine
وَقَامَ عَلَى الإيقَاعِ يَنْقُرُ طَارَهُ
فَعَايَنْتُso I beheld بَدرَthe full moon التَّمِّat its fullest فِيin رَاحَةِthe palm of الشَّمْسِthe sun
فَعَايَنْتُ بَدرَ التَّمِّ فِي رَاحَةِ الشَّمْسِ
And he rose, tapping his tambourine to the rhythm;
So I beheld the full moon in the sun’s palm.