غَنى وفوقَ جناحَيهِ سقيطُ ندى

غَنى وفوقَ جناحَيهِ سقيطُ ندى

والغَيمُ يُنجزُ للحَوذانِ ما وَعدا

والغَيمُ يُنجزُ للحَوذانِ ما وَعدا

It sang, with drops of dew upon its wings.

He sings, and above his wings falls the dew of dawn,

And the cloud fulfills for the buttercup what it promised.

And the cloud fulfills what it promised the gardens.

يهفُو بهِ خُوط رَيحانٍ تُغازلَه

يهفُو بهِ خُوط رَيحانٍ تُغازلَه

في الجوَّ ريحٌ فتلوي متنَهُ أودا

في الجوَّ ريحٌ فتلوي متنَهُ أودا

A slender sprig of basil sways with it, wooed

The wind plays with him, caressing his body in the air,

In the air by a breeze that bends its back into a curve.

Swaying his frame this way and that.

إذا استقلَّ ومش الأرضَ تَحسبُهُ

إذا استقلَّ ومش الأرضَ تَحسبُهُ

مُصلياً إِن تلقَى سجدةً سَجدا

مُصلياً إِن تلقَى سجدةً سَجدا

When it rises and brushes the ground, you would think it

When he takes off alone, and the earth thinks him

A worshipper who, on encountering a prostration verse, prostrates.

Prostrate in prayer if he lowers his head.

لهُ ثلاثةُ ألوانٍ تخالُ بها

لهُ ثلاثةُ ألوانٍ تخالُ بها

زُمرُّدا وعقيقاً جاورا بَردا

زُمرُّدا وعقيقاً جاورا بَردا

It has three colors, in which you seem to see

He has three colors that vie with each other—

Emerald and agate lying beside hail.

Emerald, ruby, and chilly white.