مُتَوَّجٌ بِعَقيقٍ

مُقَرَّطٌ بِلُجَينِ

Wearing carnelian jewels

Embroidered with pearls

عَلَيهِ قُرطُقُ وَشيٍ

مُشَمَّرَ الكُمَّينِ

A partridge feather crowns his head

With sleeves rolled up

قَد زَيَّنَ النَحرَ مِنهُ

ثِنتانِ كَالوَردَتَينِ

His chest adorned by two moles

Like a pair of roses

حَتّى إِذا الصُبحَ يَبدو

مُطَرَّزَ الطَرتَينِ

When dawn breaks

Its light stripes his cheeks

دَعا دُعاءَ طَروبٍ

مُصَفِّقَ الكَفَّينِ

He utters a joyous prayer

Clapping his hands

دَعا فَأَسمَعَ مِنّا

مَن كانَ ذا أُذُنَينِ

He prays and we hear

Whoever has ears

يَزهى بِطَوقٍ وَتاجٍ

كَأَنَّهُ ذو رُعَينِ

Shining in his necklace and crown

As if he has two shepherds