وَرَوضَةٌ كَأَنَّها مِن حُسنِها

وَرَوضَةٌ كَأَنَّها مِن حُسنِها

تَبرُزُ في أَثوابِ سَعدٍ وَمُنى

تَبرُزُ في أَثوابِ سَعدٍ وَمُنى

And a garden that, for its beauty, seems

A garden, as if from its beauty,

to emerge in robes of good fortune and hopes.

It emerges in robes of joy and wishes fulfilled.

قَد نَثَرَ اللَيلُ عَلى أَنوارِها

قَد نَثَرَ اللَيلُ عَلى أَنوارِها

لَآلِئَ الطَلِّ وَأَفرادَ النَدى

لَآلِئَ الطَلِّ وَأَفرادَ النَدى

Night has strewn upon its blossoms

The night has scattered its lights upon it -

pearls of dew and individual dewdrops.

Pearls of dew and individual drops of moisture.

بَكَت عَلَيها مُزنَةٌ فَاِبتَسَمَت

بَكَت عَلَيها مُزنَةٌ فَاِبتَسَمَت

عَن لُؤلُؤٍ بَينَ فُرادى وَثَنى

عَن لُؤلُؤٍ بَينَ فُرادى وَثَنى

A raincloud wept upon it, so it smiled,

A beauty wept over it, and it smiled,

revealing pearls, some single and some paired.

Revealing a pearl between separation and coming together.

وَحَولُها بَنَفسَجٌ كَأَنَّهُ

وَحَولُها بَنَفسَجٌ كَأَنَّهُ

أَواخِرُ النيرانِ في جَزَلِ الغَضا

أَواخِرُ النيرانِ في جَزَلِ الغَضا

And around it are violets, as though they were

And around it, violets as if they are

the last flames amid thick ghada logs.

The last embers among thick green wood.