1. للَه يومٌ في الرياضِ قطعتُه

    بحمى قويقٍ مثلَه لن أبصرا

    God, what a wondrous day I spent in the gardens,

    In Quwayq's precincts—I shall never see its like.

  2. والزَهر في تلك الرياض كأنه

    زُهر النجوم على بساطٍ أخضرا

    And the flowers in those gardens seemed like

    Bright stars upon a green carpet.

  3. والريح في فنن الأراك مُشَبِّبٌ

    لما رأى الغصنَ المجردَ مُزهِرا

    And the wind in the arak bough was a flute player,

    When it saw the bare bough blossoming.

  4. والغصن يرقص تحت أذيال الصَبا

    فيكاد من طربٍ به أن يكسرا

    And the bough danced beneath the east wind's trailing skirts,

    So it almost broke from the rapture within it.

  5. والورق في أعلى الغصون كأنها

    همزاتُ قطعٍ قد علون الأسطرا

    And the doves atop the branches seemed like

    Non-elidable hamza marks that had risen above the lines of script.

  6. والسحب تبكي والبروق ضواحكٌ

    كالعسكر المنصور يطردُ عسكرا

    And the clouds wept while the lightning flashes laughed,

    Like a victorious army driving another army away.

  7. والماء في تلك الشعاب كأنه

    أَيمٌ جفولٌ قد أُخيف فأدبرا

    And the water in those ravines seemed like

    A skittish serpent that had been frightened and fled.

  8. ما زال يجمح من مداه جارياً

    حتى هوى من شاهقٍ فتكسرا

    It kept bolting, flowing from its farthest reach,

    Until it plunged from a lofty height and shattered.