قَد طَلَعَ البَدرُ في كواكبهِ

كالمَلك يختالُ في مواكِبهِ

The full moon rose among the stars

Like a king marching with his entourage

وَاللَيلُ يَسعى به إِلى أَمَدٍ

كالطرفِ يَستنُّ تَحتَ راكِبهِ

And the night hastens after it to a goal

As an eyelid yearns beneath its rider