أَقبَلن يَكنُفنَ مِثل الشَّمسِ طالِعَةً

قَد حَسَّن اللَّهُ أُولاها وَأُخراها

They come like the rising sun

God has made their first and last beautiful

ما كنتِ فيهِنَّ إِلّا كنتِ واسِطة

وَكنّ حَولَكِ يُمناها وَيُسراها

You were nothing but their middle

While around you were their right and left