ثَلاثُ بُدورٍ ما يُزَنَّ بِزِنيَةٍ

خَرَجنَ إِلى التَنعيمِ مُعتَجِراتِ

Three moons that cannot be compared to any shining star

Emerged to paradise, their faces veiled

حَسَرنَ عَن أَمثالِ الشُموسِ إِضاءَةً

وَلَبَّينَ بِالإِهلالِ مُعتَمِراتِ

They uncovered sun-like faces that shone brightly

And greeted with crescents faces that were veiled

وَأَقبَلنَ يَمشينَ الرُوَيدا كَمِثلِ ما

تَمشي القَطا في أَلحُفِ الحَبَراتِ

And they came walking gently like

Cats walk on carpets of leaves