جَلى الرَبيعُ عَلَينا

كَواعِباً أَبكارا

Spring unveiled upon us

Maidens in the bloom of youth

مُتَوَّجاتٍ عَقيقاً

مُسَوَّراتٍ نَهارا

Crowned with carnelian gems

Adorned in daytime finery

تَرى لَهُنَّ مِنَ الوَر

دِ شَوذَراً وَخِمارا

You see they have rosebuds

And veils for their adornment

أَهدى لَنا جَوهَراتٍ

تُحَيِّرُ الأَبصارا

He brought us jewel-bright gifts

That dazzle all eyes

يا حُسنَ حُمرٍ وَصُفرٍ

تُريكَ جَمراً وَنارا

O beauty of red and yellow

You show embers and flame

قَد راقَ ذاكَ اِحمِرارا

وَراعَ ذاكَ اِصفِرارا

That redness flowed away

That yellow paled

وَخِلتَ هَذا عَقيقاً

وَخِلتَ ذاكَ نِضارا

And this became carnelian

And that fresh and verdant

وَذاكَ شَهداً مُشارا

وَذاكَ راحاً عِقارا

And that aromatic myrrh

And that healing fragrance

لَو كانَ يَبقى سَليماً

نَظَمتُهُ تِقصارا

If it only stayed perfect

I would have composed an ode