الغُصنُ قَدِ اِهتَزَّ كعِطف الراجي

الغُصنُ قَدِ اِهتَزَّ كعِطف الراجي

وَالبُلبُلُ غَنّاك بِصَوتٍ شاجِ

وَالبُلبُلُ غَنّاك بِصَوتٍ شاجِ

The branch has swayed like the side of one who hopes.

The branch has trembled like an arm of one who hopes

And the nightingale sang to you in a plaintive voice.

And the nightingale has sung your praises in a passionate voice

تاهَت قضبُ الوَردِ بِتاجٍ عقدت

تاهَت قضبُ الوَردِ بِتاجٍ عقدت

وَالطلُّ غَدا دُرَّةَ ذاكَ التاجِ

وَالطلُّ غَدا دُرَّةَ ذاكَ التاجِ

The rose stems took pride in a crown they had woven.

The stalk of the rose has wandered in a crown you have knotted

And the dew became the pearl of that crown.

And the dew has turned into a pearl upon that crown