جَنَيتُها وَالصُبحُ وَردِيُّ العَذَب

جَنَيتُها وَالصُبحُ وَردِيُّ العَذَب

بَنادِقاً مَخروطَةً مِنَ الذَهَب

بَنادِقاً مَخروطَةً مِنَ الذَهَب

I plucked them while dawn was rose-pink at the fringes—

I plucked them while dawn was rosy-fringed:

little globes turned out of gold.

Pellets lathe-turned from gold,

قَد ضُمِّنَت أَمثالَها مِنَ الخَشَب

قَد ضُمِّنَت أَمثالَها مِنَ الخَشَب

وَاِلتَفَّ مِنها خَشَبٌ عَلى غَرَب

وَاِلتَفَّ مِنها خَشَبٌ عَلى غَرَب

They held within them counterparts made of wood.

Already filled with their counterparts of wood;

And from them wooden pieces came together—strangely.

And wood within them wrapped itself around silver,

وَصارَ مِنهُ السُمُّ حَشواً لِلضَرَب

وَصارَ مِنهُ السُمُّ حَشواً لِلضَرَب

فَهيَ لَعَمري عَجَبٌ مِنَ العَجَب

فَهيَ لَعَمري عَجَبٌ مِنَ العَجَب

And from it poison became ammunition for striking.

And poison from it became a filling for white honey.

By my life, it is a wonder among wonders.

So, by my life, they are a wonder of wonders.