يا حُسنَها مِن بَرَكةٍ مَوضوعَةٍ

بِحِكمَةٍ وَالحسنُ فيها قَد سَما

Oh, how lovely—a basin set in place,

With wisdom wrought, where beauty has risen high;

حَيثُ سُليمانُ الوزيرُ ذو النّدى

قَد شَادَها مِن مالِهِ وَأَحكَما

Here Sulayman the vizier, the generous one,

Built it from his own wealth and made it masterfully;

وَماؤُها مِن حُسنِها لَمّا حَلا

أَرَّخته وَطيبُها يَروي الظّما

And when its water, through its beauty, became sweet,

I gave it this date: “Its sweetness quenches thirst.”