1. The moon faces us with its coldness
And fortune embraces us with its bliss
١. يُقابِلُنا البَدرُ مِن بُردِهِ
وَيَشمَلُنا السَعدُ مِن سَعدِهِ
2. Though glory may boast, it finds no pride
In anything but its own renown
٢. وَلَو فَخرَ المَجدُ لَم تَلقَهُ
فَخوراً بِشَىءٍ سِوى مَجدِهِ