وَيَحْمَرُّ شَقِيقُهَا خَجَلاً

وَيَحْمَرُّ شَقِيقُهَا خَجَلاً

وَيَصْفَرُّ بهَارُهَا وَجَلا

وَيَصْفَرُّ بهَارُهَا وَجَلا

And its anemones redden with shame,

And its oxeye flowers turn yellow with fear,

وَيَبْدُو حُسْنُهَا خَضِراً

وَيَبْدُو حُسْنُهَا خَضِراً

وَيَبْدو زَهْرُهَا خَضِلا

وَيَبْدو زَهْرُهَا خَضِلا

And its beauty appears verdant,

And its blossoms appear dewy.

إِذَا ما الصَّبُّ شَاهَدَهُ

إِذَا ما الصَّبُّ شَاهَدَهُ

صَبَا وَاسْتَأْنَفَ الغَزَلا

صَبَا وَاسْتَأْنَفَ الغَزَلا

Whenever the lovesick lover beholds it,

He yearns and resumes his love verse.

وَتَحْسَبُ جَنَّةَ الفِرْدَوْ

وَتَحْسَبُ جَنَّةَ الفِرْدَوْ

سِ عَنْهُ حُسْنُهَا نُقِلا

سِ عَنْهُ حُسْنُهَا نُقِلا

And you would think the Garden of Para—

—dise's beauty had been copied from it.