نَظَرتُ لِروفائِيلَ يَخطُرُ رافِلاً

نَظَرتُ لِروفائِيلَ يَخطُرُ رافِلاً

بِحُلَّةِ مَجدٍ زانَها حُسنُ خَلقِه

بِحُلَّةِ مَجدٍ زانَها حُسنُ خَلقِه

I looked at Raphael, striding proudly in flowing robes,

I gazed upon Raphael pacing gracefully

in a robe of glory adorned by the beauty of his form.

In robes of glory, adorned by his noble spirit

فَشَبَّهتُهُ بَدراً زَها في كَمالِهِ

فَشَبَّهتُهُ بَدراً زَها في كَمالِهِ

وَلَكِنَّهُ يَمتازُ عَنهُ بِخَلقِه

وَلَكِنَّهُ يَمتازُ عَنهُ بِخَلقِه

So I likened him to a full moon, radiant in its perfection,

I compared him to a full moon in its perfection

yet he surpasses it in his form.

Yet he was distinguished from it by his character