وَحَديقَةٍ مِن مُقلَةٍ

تُنسيكَ زُرقَتَها الحَديقا

A garden of yearning

Its blueness makes you forget

ما زالَ زَهرُ فُتونِها

حَتّى غَدَوتُ لَها عَشيقا

The flower of its charm remains

Until I became its lover

لَكِنَّها مِن بَعدِ ما

قَطَعَت عَلى الأُمَمِ الطَريقا

But after it

Cut across the road of nations

مَطَرَت عَلَيها رَمدَةً

تَرَكَت بَنَفسِجِها شَقيقا

It rained a cataract upon it

Leaving its violet disconsolate

مِن بَعدِ ما كانَت لَنا

قَد أَنبَتَت غُنجاً أَنيقا

After it was ours

It grew elegant branches

فَمَتى أَرى لَحَظاتِها

تَستَأسِرُ العَقلَ الطَليقا

When will I see its moments

Captivate the free mind