1. قَد زارَني الحِبُّ في تمّوزَ يا فَرحي

    والدَّمعُ من مُقلَتي يَجري بِإِفراطِ

    The beloved has indeed visited me in July—O my joy!

    And tears flow profusely from my eye.

  2. فَالشَّمسُ طالِعَةٌ وَالغيثُ مُنهمِلٌ

    وَمِثلُ ذا لَم يَكُن في غَيرِ أَشباطِ

    For the sun is rising, and the rain is pouring down.

    And nothing like this had ever happened except in February.