1. The night walks with the gait of one exhausted,
In the greenness of its garb and the blackness.

2. And the dawn at its back is excellent in merit,
With Suhayl like the rumble of thunder.

3. It has taken the place of a glorious man,
Among the stars, on an elevated plain.

4. With the Pleiades, it leaves a trace of somnolence,
Like a fire not revived with fuel.

5. In stars like the blinking of the bleary-eyed,
It gleams, rising and descending.

6. Like the terraces of a lofty structure.