1. أَلَم تَرَ لِلحُبِّ كَيفَ اِنبَرى

    يُصَوِّرُ في الكَونِ أَبهى الصُوَر

    Have you not seen how love set out

    To paint the loveliest images in the universe,

  2. وَكَيفَ تَرَقرَقُ مِنهُ النَسيمُ

    وَكَيفَ تَرَققَ مِنهُ القَمَر

    And how the breeze rippled through it,

    And how the moon grew tender through it,

  3. وَكَيفَ تَهَذَّبَ مِنهُ الحَمامُ

    وَلَم يُرَ في البومِ هذا الأَثَر

    And how the doves grew refined through it,

    Yet no such effect was seen in owls?