تأنّقَ في صنعتي راقِمي

فصوّرَني نُزهةَ العالَمِ

My creator adorned me with his skill

And portrayed me as the garden of the world

أتى بيَ خضراءَ روضيّةً

وما الروضُ بالأخضرِ الدائمِ

He brought me as a green, flowery meadow

But meadows do not stay green forever

يحلُّ بذلكَ سُقْيا الغَمامِ

على فَرْطِ مدمعِه الساجِمِ

With that, the rain clouds' downpour prevails

Over his copiously flowing tears