لمّا بدا في مَروزِيِّ قبائهِ

لمّا بدا في مَروزِيِّ قبائهِ

وعليه مِن ذَوبِ النُّضارِ تَبهرُجُ

وعليه مِن ذَوبِ النُّضارِ تَبهرُجُ

When he appeared in his robe of Merv cloth,

When in Merw he displayed his radiant garb,

with glittering finery of molten pure gold upon him,

And upon it the dew of freshness did sparkle,

مَثَّلُتهُ قمراً عليه سحابةٌ

مَثَّلُتهُ قمراً عليه سحابةٌ

مزرورةٌ فيها البروقُ تَرجَرَجُ

مزرورةٌ فيها البروقُ تَرجَرَجُ

I likened him to a moon with a cloud over it,

I imagined him a moon with a cloud thereon,

buttoned up, with flashes of lightning quivering within it.

Wherein the lightning flickers with constant crackle.