1. أُنظُر إِلى زَهرِ الرَبيعِ

    وَالماءِ في بِرَكِ البَديعِ

    Look at the flower of spring

    And the water in the pond of splendor

  2. وَإِذا الرِياحُ جَرَت عَلَي

    هِ في الذَهابِ وَفي الرُجوعِ

    And when the winds blow upon it

    In going and in returning

  3. جَرَّت عَلى بيضِ الصَفا

    ئِحِ بَينَنا حَلَقَ الدُروعِ

    They blew on the whiteness of pages

    Between us the coats of mail rattled