وَعَشِيَّةٍ مَا كَانَ آنَقَ حُسْنُهَا

وَعَشِيَّةٍ مَا كَانَ آنَقَ حُسْنُهَا

تَبَلَتْ فُؤَادِي بِالسَّنَا الْوَضَّاحِ

تَبَلَتْ فُؤَادِي بِالسَّنَا الْوَضَّاحِ

And an evening—how exquisite its beauty was!

In the evening when her beauty was unmatched

Many an evening—how exquisitely elegant was its beauty—

It made my heart lovesick with its brilliant radiance.

My heart was pierced by the bright spear

Consumed my heart with its brilliant, radiant glow,

خَلَعَتْ عَلَى الْبُسْتَانِ حُلَّةَ عَسْجَدٍ

خَلَعَتْ عَلَى الْبُسْتَانِ حُلَّةَ عَسْجَدٍ

نَدَبَتْ حَلِيفَ الْوَجْدِ لِلْأَفْرَاحِ

نَدَبَتْ حَلِيفَ الْوَجْدِ لِلْأَفْرَاحِ

It bestowed upon the garden a robe of gold,

She cast upon the garden a dress of tranquility

It draped the garden in a mantle of gold,

It summoned longing’s companion to rejoicing.

Calling the confidant of passion to rejoice

Summoning the ally of longing to joyous delights.

فَلِذَا الْغُصُونُ تَمَايَلَتْ وَتَعانَقَتْ

فَلِذَا الْغُصُونُ تَمَايَلَتْ وَتَعانَقَتْ

طَرَباً بِشَدْوِ بَلاَبِلِ الأَدْواحِ

طَرَباً بِشَدْوِ بَلاَبِلِ الأَدْواحِ

And so the branches swayed and embraced one another,

So the branches swayed and embraced

And so the branches swayed and embraced each other,

In rapture at the song of the nightingales in the spreading trees.

Enraptured by the nightingales' melody

In rapture at the warbling of nightingales in the great trees.