وَغادَةٍ من بَناتِ الهند قد برزَت

وَغادَةٍ من بَناتِ الهند قد برزَت

في زيِّها بين أَسجافٍ وأَستارِ

في زيِّها بين أَسجافٍ وأَستارِ

And a graceful maiden from among India's daughters has appeared

A maiden of India appeared,

In her attire, between curtains and veils.

In her attire, amid curtains and screens.

فَقُلتُ لَمّا سرت في اللاذِ مائِسةً

فَقُلتُ لَمّا سرت في اللاذِ مائِسةً

يا حبّذا السير بل يا حبَّذا الساري

يا حبّذا السير بل يا حبَّذا الساري

So I said, when she walked in silk, swaying gracefully:

When she passed by sad in the refuge, I said:

Ah, how lovely the walk—nay, ah, how lovely the walker!

“Blessed is the one who walks! Nay, blessed is the one who travels!”