أعْطِرْ بخيريِّنا نَسِيماً

كأنَّهُ في الظَّلامِ نَدُّ

Perfume the breeze with our goodness

As if it in the darkness glows

لكِنَّهُ يَخْتَفي نَهاراً

فهوَ لزَهْرِ الرِّياضِ ضِدُّ

But it disappears in daylight

So it's the opposite of the garden's blossoms

كأنَّهُ إذ يَضُوعُ لَيْلاً

مِنْ مِسْكَةِ الدَّجْنِ يُسْتَمدُّ

As if when it shines at night

It draws from the musk of the night