وَأَشجارُ نارَنجٍ كَأَنَّ ثِمارَها

حِقاقُ عَقيقٍ قَد مُلِئنَ مِنَ الدُرِّ

The orange trees are laden as though their fruit

were chrysolite stones filled full of dew.

مَطالِعُها بَينَ الغُصونِ كَأَنَّها

خُدودُ عَذارى في مَلاحِفِها الخُضرِ

Their blossoms peeping out from between the boughs

are like the blushing cheeks of virgins in their bowers of green.

أَتَت كُلَّ مُشتاقٍ بَريّا حَبيبِهِ

فَهاجَت لَهُ الأَحزانَ مِن حَيثُ لا يَدري

Each one brings to her longing lover some new delight,

and stirs his heart with joy though he knows not why.