1. لِلَّهِ نورِيَّةُ المُحَيّا

    تَحمِلُ نارِيَّةُ الحُمَيّا

    How wondrous she of the radiant face,

    bearing wine of fiery heat!

  2. وَالدَوحُ رَطبُ المَهَزِّ لَدنٌ

    قَد رَقَّ رَيّا وَطابَ رَيّا

    And the great trees are tender in their swaying, supple;

    they have grown delicate with moisture and sweet with fragrance.

  3. تَجَسَّمَ النورُ فيهِ نَوراً

    فَكُلُّ غُصنٍ بِهِ ثُرَيّا

    Light has taken bodily form in them as blossoms,

    so every branch upon them is the Pleiades.