1. I am the horizon for the sun, for the moons,
Rather, a dome for the King, a place of rest,

2. If I were not the orbit of beauty and splendor,
No sun would have risen in the sky of existence,

3. I swear, and if it were not for my essence,
I would not have been the captivator of sights,

4. The hands of the planets embellished my garment,
With pearls that were molded from light,

5. And beauty clothed my robes in the garments of brilliance,
So I went out adorned in the mantle of daybreak,

6. For light is my being, and perfection my braids,
And beauty my crown, and majesty my gown,

7. My attributes were perfected and I rejoiced in their possessor,
His traits made flowers unnecessary,

8. And his smile shone on my horizon, so tell me,
Have you ever seen the dawn at daybreak?

9. His qualities point to beautiful deeds,
Like the crescent of Shawwal at the breakfast.