والغصنْ شمعَه والثريَّا النَّوَّارْ

والغصنْ شمعَه والثريَّا النَّوَّارْ

والزهرْ يشعلْ وَالشَّقِيقْ يتْوَقَّدْ

والزهرْ يشعلْ وَالشَّقِيقْ يتْوَقَّدْ

And the bough is a candle, and the blossoms a chandelier.

The branch is its candle, and the chandelier

And the flowers burn brightly, and the anemone blazes.

The flower lights up, and the poppy kindles

والريح سَاكنْ والغصونْ تتجَلَّى

والريح سَاكنْ والغصونْ تتجَلَّى

والجو صَاحِي والمُطَوقْ عَرْبَدْ

والجو صَاحِي والمُطَوقْ عَرْبَدْ

And the wind is still, and the boughs reveal their splendor.

The wind is still, the branches gleam

And the sky is clear, and the ringdove has grown boisterous.

The sky is awake, the horizon glitters