وَمُرَقرَقِ الإِفرِندِ يَمضي في العِدا

وَمُرَقرَقِ الإِفرِندِ يَمضي في العِدا

أَبَداً فَيَفتُكُ ما أَرادَ وَيَنسُكُ

أَبَداً فَيَفتُكُ ما أَرادَ وَيَنسُكُ

And a blade of rippling damask advances among the foes

With his blue sword flashing, he rode on

Forever—it slays as it wills and is devout.

In constant pursuit, seizing who he desired, leaving others.

فَكَأَنَّهُ وَالماءُ يَضحَكُ فَوقَهُ

فَكَأَنَّهُ وَالماءُ يَضحَكُ فَوقَهُ

جَذلانُ يَبكي لِلسُرورِ وَيَضحَكُ

جَذلانُ يَبكي لِلسُرورِ وَيَضحَكُ

So it is as though, while the water laughs upon it,

As though it and the water laughed over it -

It were jubilant, weeping for joy and laughing.

The two laurels crying for joy and laughing.