غَنِيتُ وقد شاهدتُ أحسنَ مَنْظَرٍ

غَنِيتُ وقد شاهدتُ أحسنَ مَنْظَرٍ

من الرَّوضِ عمَّا يصْطفِيه جِنانُ

من الرَّوضِ عمَّا يصْطفِيه جِنانُ

I have no need—having seen the loveliest view

I sang when I beheld the loveliest sight,

of the garden—for what gardens choose.

Of the garden, beyond what Heav'n's gardens plight,

فأزْهَارُه وَشْيٌ وسَلْسَلُ مائِه

فأزْهَارُه وَشْيٌ وسَلْسَلُ مائِه

سُلافُ كُؤوسٍ والطيورُ قِيانُ

سُلافُ كُؤوسٍ والطيورُ قِيانُ

For its flowers are brocade, and its sweet-flowing water

With flowers like pearls, and water chains bright,

is the finest wine in cups, and the birds are singing girls.

And bird songs, and wine cups' delight.