هذِهِ لَيْلَةٌ وَنَاهِيكَ فِي الدَّهْـ

ـرِ بِهَا مِنْ يَتِيمَةٍ غَرَّاءِ

This is a night—and, in all the sweep of time, what more need be said

than that it is one of a kind, radiant and fair?

خَلَعَتْ حُلَّةَ السَّوَادِ وَلاَحَتْ

فِي دِثاَرِ مِنْ بَاهِرِ الَّلأْلاَءِ

She cast off her robe of black and appeared

in a mantle of dazzling radiance.

فَمَصَابِيحُ تَمْلأُ الأَرْضَ نُوراً

وَمَصَابِيحُ مِثْلُهَا فِي السَمَاءِ

Lamps fill the earth with light,

and lamps just like them shine in the sky.