أقولُ والبَدْرُ يسْمو في السما صُعُداً
لصاحِبي والدُجى مُستَقبِلُ العُمُرِ
I say, as the full moon climbs high in the sky,
to my companion, while night is still young:
انْظُرْهُ في كفّةِ الميزانِ صاعِدةً
كأنّها صَنْجةٌ بيْضاءُ منْ حَجَرِ
Look at it in the rising pan of a balance,
as though it were a white weight of stone.
Sol 6