اُنظُرْ إِلى الزّنبَقِ القزّيِّ حينَ بَدا

اُنظُرْ إِلى الزّنبَقِ القزّيِّ حينَ بَدا

وَشُمَّ مِن نَفحَهِ الشّافي من الوصَبِ

وَشُمَّ مِن نَفحَهِ الشّافي من الوصَبِ

Look at the silken lily as it appeared,

Behold the purple iris when it appeared

And inhale its fragrance, a cure for illness.

And smell its healing scent, free from turmoil

فَقَد غَزا ريحُه في ريحِ ذي نتَنٍ

فَقَد غَزا ريحُه في ريحِ ذي نتَنٍ

فَفَرَّ مُنهَزِماً في خَوفِ مضطربِ

فَفَرَّ مُنهَزِماً في خَوفِ مضطربِ

For its fragrance has invaded the odor of something foul,

For its fragrance has invaded the stench of decay

So it fled, defeated and trembling with fear.

So it fled defeated in trembling distress

لَو لَم يَكُن غازِياً ما كان تَوَّجَهُ

لَو لَم يَكُن غازِياً ما كان تَوَّجَهُ

والي الزّهورِ بِريشاتٍ مِنَ الذَّهبِ

والي الزّهورِ بِريشاتٍ مِنَ الذَّهبِ

Had it not been a warrior, it would not have been crowned

Had it not been an invader, it would not have turned

By the governor of flowers with plumes of gold.

To the lord of flowers in feathers of gold