1. With a dress woven of the fabric of time
Its redness makes yellow laugh

2. It comforts whoever felt lonely
When wakefulness stole drowsiness from it

3. And it calls its masters to alight
In the best voice when it coos again

4. And it pleases itself around its family
With a crown of carnelian seen upon it

5. As for the tufts next to its ear
When it shakes as it walks or runs

6. You see in it a making
That dazzles the making of all creatures

7. Is it not but the bride who
Adorned herself with jewelry and gems

8. Or an early dawn garden, a downpour
That dressed it with roses and fragrance

9. It is as if the dawn is a beloved to it
That keeps it sleepless thinking of when absent

10. So it does not indulge in its words
Until it sees the dawn revealed

11. May its drinking never lack prayers
How often drinking supplicates when offered early

12. A beauty that favors them with it
Rightfully deserving their gratitude

13. And its best habit is that
It claps before it hoots