1. The garden of spring is perfumed and embroidered
Was there ever in Sanaa a foot that could weave it?

2. Wondrous is it, though its air is pure and mild
Its breeze gentle, frail yet exhilarating

3. As if the branches amidst its gardens
Were linked coats of mail, intricately interwoven

4. Its trees like brides gloriously adorned
In veils of its light, splendidly arrayed

5. And leaves on the boughs like singing girls
Swaying with the boughs, dancing with delight

6. And with its mesmerizing beauty the gazelle
Has planted a garden for our eyes to behold

7. Its eyes two narcissus beds, weakened, and in them
Wine mixed with cool water flows

8. And its cheek a double rose, yet
Fenced about with stems of lush ivy

9. Its lips part to reveal the light of pearls
And when it breathes, the scent of sweet basil wafts

10. In its glances are Harut and Marut
Sorcerers who feel no shame

11. Its face reveals to us the most precious jewels
No, but its very existence is greater and most splendid

12. Its neck lovingly curved like a eucalyptus branch
Dove chicks sheltering beneath it murmuring

13. The morning sun and the full moon night of its perfection
Gaze enviously upon its face

14. Oh how the doves are slain by God
For with their songs to lovers they excite

15. I weep and complain of the loss of their cooing
Sorrowfully, and in the shrubs I lament

16. Glory to its Creator - how many temptations
Arise from the beauty of its form for us