فلما استنارَ سِراجُ السّما

وكاد رداءُ الصِّبا يُسحَبُ

When the lamp of the sky grew bright

And the morning's gown was about to be drawn back,

وأشبهَ بدرُ الدُجى مَنْهلاً

تكشّفَ عن مائه الطُحْلُبُ

And the moon of darkness resembled a rain pool

With algae unveiled from its water