1. O how beautiful is poetry,
Whether in verse or prose,

2. And how sweet is its diffusion,
And how brilliant is its light.

3. O, the rose - how splendid it is,
Seen or hidden.

4. Musk is diminished beside it,
And the garden made fragrant.

5. As if its petals were rosy cheeks
Or the eyes of maidens.

6. You'd think it hands of virgins,
Sealed and adorned.

7. We lived by it a life
Confined to pleasures,

8. And joy - and the youth who accompanied
The days joyfully.

9. It was as if we were with Abul-Yumn,
Who lived a fulfilled life.

10. Such clarity - we see in it
No storms across the days.