كأَنَّنَا لَمْ نَصِلْ تِلْكَ الأَصائِل في

شَحْذِ القَرَائِحِ بالآدابِ والْفِطَنِ

As if we had not reached those heights in

Sharpening talents with literature and wit

ولَمْ نَبِتْ وَذُبَالاتُ الشموعِ كَمَا

تَوَقَّدَت شَفَرَاتٌ في فَتىً كَدِنِ

And sprouted, while the wicks of candles

Ignited blades in an energetic lad

نَرَى الثُّرَيَّا كَشَنْفٍ صِيغَ مِنْ وَرقٍ

مُعَلَّقٍ مِنْ هِلالِ الأُفْقِ في أُذُنِ

We see Pleiades like a brooch made of leaves

Suspended from the crescent's ear in the horizon

حَتَّى سَمَا الصُّبْحُ لِلظَّلْماءِ يَصْدَعُها

كالسَّيْلِ فَاضَ عَلَى مُخْضَرَّةِ الدِّمَنِ

Until the dawn ascended into the darkness, splitting it

Like a torrent flooding the green valley