ذُرى شجرٍ للطَّيْرِ فيهِ تَشاجُرُ

كأَنَّ صُنُوفَ النَّوْرِ فيهِ جَواهِرُ

Branches of trees for the birds to quarrel in

As if gems of light were scattered about in it

كأَنَّ القَمارِي والبَلابِلَ بَيْنَنَا

قِيانٌ وأَوراقُ الغُصُونِ سَتائِرُ

As if bulbuls and nightingales were between us

Singing, and leaves on branches were curtains

شَرِبْنا على ذاكَ التَّرَنُّمِ قَهْوَةً

كأَنَّ عَلى حَافَاتِها الدُّرَّ دَائِرُ

We drank coffee to that singing

As if pearls circled its edges