ولابس لون واحد وهو طائر

ملولة ابراده وهو واقعُ

A bird of a single color in its dress,

Fluttering its wings while perched aloft,

أغر محشى الطلسان مدبج

وسود المنايا في حشاه دوائع

Stuffed with pure musk in its breast pockets,

And black destinies in its folds concealed.

إذا حك أعلى راسه فكأنما

بسالفتيه من يديه جوامع

When it scratches the top of its head, it's as though

From its wings it releases treasures and gems.

يخاف أذاً ولا يؤمن مقبلا

ويخفي على الأقران ما هو صانع

It fears harm yet believes none approaches,

And hides from comrades what it has crafted.

بدا فارسي الزي يعقد خصره

عليه قباء زينته الوشائع

It appeared in Persian garb, cinched at the waist,

Wearing a cloak, its familiar adornments.

فمعجره الوردي أحمر ناصع

ومئزره التبري أصفر قاقع

So its pink collar brightly shines,

And its yellow skirt loudly rustles.

يرجع الحان الغريض ومعبد

It returns the moans of the wounded dove, and restores