لكَ في الشِعرِ يا نَسيمُ مَعانٍ

لكَ في الشِعرِ يا نَسيمُ مَعانٍ

باهراتٌ تحارُ فيها العُقولُ

باهراتٌ تحارُ فيها العُقولُ

Yours in poetry, O Nasim, are meanings

For you, O breeze, in poetry, meanings

So dazzling that minds are bewildered by them.

Marvelous, in which minds are confused.

كلُّ بَيتٍ يُطِلُّ منهُ على أَف

كلُّ بَيتٍ يُطِلُّ منهُ على أَف

هامِ أَهلِ النُهى محَيّاً جَميلُ

هامِ أَهلِ النُهى محَيّاً جَميلُ

From every verse there looks out upon the minds

Every verse looks out from it, on the minds

Of those endowed with reason a beautiful face.

Of the people of wisdom, beautiful and clear.