1. From carnations, cyclamens, roses,
Lilacs, narcissi, and spring flowers

2. Flower beside flower beside another
Like coin beside coin and dinar by dinar

3. We saw spring in the month of Kânûn
Surpass spring itself in March

4. We saw moons, moons of beauty
Walking amid the flowers in moons

5. Each moment vying with the proud narcissi
And cheeks blooming over the flowers

6. You see roses flowing on cheeks
Above roses in a meadow not bleak

7. The roses of cheeks visited meadow roses
Gaining glory from this visit

8. Those roses in the meadow wilt in a day
While these roses ever blooming and gay

9. You see sweet William smiling at lips
Rivaling their beauty without slip

10. Laughing lips smile in victory
Over it, the smile of triumph see

11. Slender waists flutter in the meadow
Scornful of its flirtatious branch

12. Their figures are praised for devotion
While the branch for passing wind's motion

13. Flower scents hide shyly
From the fragrance each aromatic tree

14. Fruits came in splendor and came
To Lebanon, the forbidden fruits

15. If it appeared to Adam like this
Deceit wouldn’t have led to dismissal

16. The air there gleamed with such clarity
As gleamed the wine’s color, pure without disparity

17. It's the paradise God had promised
To His most pious and righteous

18. They entered without reckoning or resurrection
And remorse for burdens

19. Trusting in their Creator to avert sin
They came seeing the work of the Creator

20. Seeing what Solomon in his glory never wore
Despite his splendor, pride, and war

21. Verily, the rose’s youth in gardens
Like the days of youth in years lasting

22. In flowers, it reigns glory
Like Abbasids’ reign in history

23. Charity visited and crowned flowers
After crown of dew, with garland of vigor

24. Displayed there, whatever Nile hands nurture
And it prides on lands afar and asunder

25. Sons of the Nile grew its flowers
Enriching it beyond need of showers

26. And youth's struggle when fulfilled, enriches
Beyond fate and destiny fetches

27. It’s beyond prose to describe this scene
We resorted to poetry, more keen

28. Poetry is only for love and flowers
They invite thoughts of love for hours

29. Don’t you see revelers, joyous there
In gardens, drunk with wine sans care

30. Look! Do you see, but branches laden
With birds singing ballads bidden

31. And behold bees - which scent carried them
Save flowers, in dawn’s air that led them

32. And look - does dew resemble aught
But branches, gems and pearls so fraught

33. A butterfly - does it frequent aught
But flowers, lights; it flutters, caught

34. Flowers are but our light in a life
Filled with darkness, grief and strife

35. I gathered there all joys of the soul
As gathered in bracelet charms whole

36. Passion of beauty is to the heart
Like flowers are to the seeker’s dart