آمنتُ أنكِ روضةٌ فيها غدا

آمنتُ أنكِ روضةٌ فيها غدا

طيرُ الجمالِ مهللاً ومسبحا

طيرُ الجمالِ مهللاً ومسبحا

I believe you are a garden, where there went forth

I believed you were a garden in which

the bird of beauty, proclaiming God’s oneness and glorifying Him.

the bird of beauty began exulting and singing praise.

هذا قوامُك غصنُها الرطبُ الذي

هذا قوامُك غصنُها الرطبُ الذي

في رأسه زهرُ القرنفل فتِّحا

في رأسه زهرُ القرنفل فتِّحا

This figure of yours is its tender bough, at whose

This figure of yours is its tender branch,

tip the carnation blossoms have opened.

at whose tip carnation blossoms have opened.