وَمُرَقرَقِ الإِفرِندِ أَبرَقَ بَهجَةً

وَدَجا فَأَطلَعَ في الظَلامِ ضِياءَ

With its shimmering silk the robe sparkled with delight,

And shone in the darkness radiating light,

كَسَفَت بِهِ لِلشَمسِ حَسَناً آيَةٌ

تَستَوقِفُ الرائي لَها حِرباءَ

By it the sun was graced with beauty a sign,

That stops the onlooker, for it a sharp claw,

وَتَخَتَّمَت مِن فَصِّهِ بِغَمامَةٍ

كَفٌّ تَكونُ عَلى السَماحِ سَماءَ

And was sealed by its collar with a small cloud,

A hand that rests gently on the heavens,

قَد صيغَ صيغَةَ حِكمَةٍ أَصبى لَها

نَفسَ الحَكيمِ وَضاجَعَ العَذراءَ

It was fashioned with consummate wisdom,

That pleased the soul of the wise and wooed the maiden,

ما إِن تَرِفُّ لَها بَنَفسَجَةٌ بِهِ

حَتّى تَرِقَّ لَها فَتَجري ماءَ

No sooner does a sweet basil rustle beside it,

Than it stirs for it and flows like water,

وَكَأَنَّما نَظَرَت بِهِ يَومَ النَوى

عَن مُقلَةٍ بَهِتَت لَها كَحلاءَ

As if with it she looked on the day of intention,

From languid eyes that were darkened for it with kohl.