أقولُ والبَدْرُ يسْمو في السما صُعُداً

لصاحِبي والدُجى مُستَقبِلُ العُمُرِ

I shine and the full moon rises in the sky

To my friend and the darkness is welcoming the span of life

انْظُرْهُ في كفّةِ الميزانِ صاعِدةً

كأنّها صَنْجةٌ بيْضاءُ منْ حَجَرِ

Look at it in the scale's pan ascending

As if it were a white bell made of stone