لبس الربيع الطلق برد شبابه

وافتر عن عتباه بعد عتابه

Spring wore its youth coldness

And uncovered its coquetry after coyness

ملك الفصول حبا الثرى بثرائه

متبرجا لوهاده وهضابه

The king of seasons adorned the land with its riches

Exuberantly displaying its valleys and plateaus

فأراك بالأنوار وشي بروده

وأراك بالاشجار خضر قبابه

I see you with lights and adorned with its coldness

And I see you with trees, green are its domes

أمسى يذهبها بشمس أصيلة

وغدا يعضضها بدمع جنابه

Last night the setting sun takes it away

And tomorrow the tears of its eyelids snatch it

عقل العقول فما تكيف حسنه

وثنى العيون جنائبا بجنابه

The mind of minds, so how can its beauty be contained

And the eyes bent as eyebrows at its eyebrows

بالحاجب المأمول أضحك ثغره

فرحا وأنطق جهرنا بصوابه

With the hoped-for eyebrow, its mouth smiled

Joyfully and our voices loudly spoke its rightness

بعماد هذا الدين والملك الذي

تتبادر الاملاك لثم ركابه

With the pillar of this religion and the king whom

The angels hurry to kiss his feet

هز الصعاد فارعدت من خوفه

وعلا الجياد فاصبحت تزهى به

It shook the mountain tops and they thunder from its fear

And the steeds rose up, so they began to pride themselves on it