أَيا حَبّذا المَنثور في الرّوضِ وَالرّبى

يُسلِّي بِمَرآهُ عَنِ الهمِّ مَهموما

O scattered in the garden and pasture

Your sight relieves the sorrowful of worries

تَنَظَّمَ منهُ الزّهر فَوقَ غُصونِهِ

تَأَمّل تَرى المَنثورَ لا شكّ مَنظوما

The flowers have adorned themselves upon its branches

Look closely, you will see the scattered is surely composed