أَما تَرى شَجَراتِ الوَردِ مُظهِرَةً

لَنا بَدائِعَ قَد رُكِّبنَ في قُضُبِ

Don't you see the rose trees displaying

For us wonders that are set in rods

كَأَنَّهُنَّ يَواقيتٌ يَطيفُ بِها

زَبَرجَدٌ وَسطَها شَذرٌ مِنَ الذَهَبِ

As if they are rubies fluttering with them

Emeralds and among them specks of gold