وأشجارُ آسٍ بَدا حَبُّها

وأشجارُ آسٍ بَدا حَبُّها

فولَّت بها عن فؤادي الغُمومُ

فولَّت بها عن فؤادي الغُمومُ

And myrtle trees—their berries have appeared;

The trees of Unayzah began to love,

so through them, sorrows have fled from my heart.

So its love dispelled my worries,

فَلَيسَت سِوى سِدرَةِ المُنتهى

فَلَيسَت سِوى سِدرَةِ المُنتهى

وَمِن فَوقِها تَتدلّى النّجومُ

وَمِن فَوقِها تَتدلّى النّجومُ

They are none other than the Lote Tree of the Utmost Boundary,

It is nothing but the Lote tree of the Extreme,

and from above them the stars hang down.

With stars hanging over it.