1. يا أَيُّها البَدرُ الَّذي

    أَفلاكُهُ أَزرارُهُ

    O full moon whose

    celestial spheres are his buttons,

  2. وَمن رِياضِ خَدِّهِ

    خُرَّمُها عِذارُهُ

    and among the gardens of his cheek,

    his cheek-down is their fragrant herb:

  3. كُن راحِمَ المَيتِ الَّذي

    ضَريحُهُ أَطمارُهُ

    be merciful to the dead man whose

    tomb is his tattered clothes.