يا أحسنَ العالمين قداً

من أينَ للغصنِ مثل قدّك

Oh fairest of creations, whose stature is unparalleled

Whence can a bough find the like of your figure?

وأين في نورِ كلّ أرضٍ

ووردهِ مثلُ وَردِ خدِّك

And where in the light of any land

Is the like of the rose of your cheek?

أقسم بالحسنِ كل شيءٍ

أنكِ فيه نسيجُ وحدِك

I swear that in all things

You alone are their warp and weft

قرَّةُ حسنٍ وروحُ دنيا

طوبى لمن نال بعضَ ودِّك

You are the comfort of beauty and the soul of existence

Blessed is he who gains a portion of your affection