بريَّةٌ بحريَّةٌ حَزْنيةٌ

سهيلةٌ منثورُها منثورُها

A coastal wilderness, sorrowful

Its scattering is scattered

متكاملٌ فيها السرورُ لمن بها

يوماً أقامَ كما تكاملَ سورُها

In it joy is complete for whoever is in it

One day it lasted as its wall was completed

وخلَتْ قلوبُ قصورِها فاستضحكتْ

إذْ عاشَ شاكرُها وماتَ كفورُها

And the hearts of its palaces were emptied, so they laughed

When its thankful one lived and its ungrateful one died

مَنْ حَلَّ فيها نالَ وَصْلَ حبيبها

وشفى كليمَ الروحِ منهُ طورُها

Whoever settled in it attained the connection of its beloved

And it healed the intimate of the soul from it his condition

ما تلك إلاّ جنَّةُ الدنيا وها

ولدانُها جُلِيَتْ عليكَ وحورُها

It is nothing but the paradise of the present world, and oh!

Its boys, its houries were uncovered to you

فمضيَّةٌ وسنيَّةٌ ونديَّةٌ

أرجاؤُها ورياضُها وقصورُها

So it is open, elderly, and sociable

Its outskirts, its gardens and its palaces

لما بكى فقدَ الهمومِ سحابُها

ضحكتْ وقدْ عاشَ السرورَ زهورُها

When it wept, the clouds of its worries disappeared

It laughed and happiness lived its flowers

فالأرضُ منها سندسٌ وخلالَهُ

سُلَّتْ سيوفٌ والسيوفُ نهورُها

So the land from it is brocade and its ornaments

Swords were drawn and the swords are its light

هيَ دارُ مملكةِ الرضى فلأجلِ ذا

قد أُسْبِلَتْ دونَ الهمومِ ستورُها

It is the abode of the kingdom of contentment, so because of this

Its curtains were dropped down from worries

جُمعتْ فنونُ الطيبِ في أفنانِها

وعلا على المِسْكِ الذَّكيِّ عبيرُها

The good arts were collected in its sides

And its fragrance rose above the gentle musk

تحكي دُماها غيدُها البيضُ الألى

بلحاظهن فتونُها وفتورُها

Its pearls tell, their coquetry white

With their glances, their charm and their languor

ما سلسلٌ عذبٌ سقاه وابل

وهناً فويقَ حصى بروقِ غديرها

What a gentle chain its downpour watered!

And delight over pebbles the lightening of its river

فنفى بتفريكٍ وصقلٍ مذهبٍ

عنه القذى ريحُ الصّبا ومرورُها

So with a separation and polishing it negated

From it the motes, the breeze of morning and its passing

بألذَّ طعماً مِنْ مَراشفهنَّ إذ

تَبْسَمْنَ عَن دُرٍّ يضيءُ بدورُها

With the most delicious taste than their pillows when

They smile about a pearl that shines with its rotation

تلكَ الثغورُ ودمعُ عاشِقهنّ قد

حاكَتْ عقوداً تحتويه نحورُها

Those are the lips, and tears of their lovers have

Knitted necklaces that their chests contain

كمْ كان فيها للفرنجِ كواعبٌ

كانتْ إناثاً واللحاظُ ذكورُها

How many coquettish European women were in it

Who were females and their glances were its masculinity

ومهفهفٍ يَسقي السلافَ كأنما

مِنْ مقلتيهِ ووجنتيهِ يديرُها

And swaying, watering wine as if

From its eyelashes and cheeks it pours it

هلْ نارُها في كاسِها أم كاسُها

في نارِها وعلى المنازلِ نورُها

Is its fire in its cup or its cup

In its fire and over the houses its light?

تصفيقُ عاصيها المطيعِ مرقِّصٌ

أغصانَها لمَّا شَدَتْهُ طيورُها

The applause of its rebel against its obedient one a twinkling

Its branches when its birds tightened them

فربوعُها محروسةٌ وسفوحُها

مأنوسةٌ لا ينطوي منشورُها

So its lands are guarded and its slopes

Are frequented, its publication does not fold

فاعجبْ لأرضٍ كالسماءِ منيرةٍ

أضحتْ تلوح شموسُها وبدورُها

So wonder about a land like the luminous sky

Its suns and its full moons began to appear

فتبَسَّمَتْ وتَنَسَّمَتْ أرجاؤُها

أرجاً فما الغصنُ النضيرُ نظيرُها

So its outskirts smiled and breathed

A breaths, so the tender branch has no peer

سابَقْتُ بالبيضاءِ في ميدانها

شقراءَ جلِّق فاستكنَّ ضميرُها

I preceded at the White one in its range

A blond bowed, so its conscience calmed