إِنّ مُحَيّاه لروضِ البَها

إِنّ مُحَيّاه لروضِ البَها

شاكي السّلاحِ خشيَةَ النّاسِ

شاكي السّلاحِ خشيَةَ النّاسِ

Indeed, his countenance is a garden of beauty,

Fully armed for fear of people.

اِتّخذ الصارِمَ مِن نَرجِسٍ

اِتّخذ الصارِمَ مِن نَرجِسٍ

وَاِتّخذَ الدِّرعَ مِنَ الآسِ

وَاِتّخذَ الدِّرعَ مِنَ الآسِ

It took its keen sword from narcissus,

And took its armor from myrtle.