قَدalready نَشَرَunfurled الزَنبَقُthe lily أَعلامَهُhis banners
قَد نَشَرَ الزَنبَقُ أَعلامَهُ
وَقالَand said كُلُّall الزَهرِthe flowers فيin خِدمَتيmy service
وَقالَ كُلُّ الزَهرِ في خِدمَتي
The lily has unfurled his banners,
The lily has unfurled its banners
And said, “All the flowers are in my service.
And said, all flowers are in my service
لَوif لَمnot أَكُنI were فيin الحُسنِbeauty سُلطانَهtheir sovereign
لَو لَم أَكُن في الحُسنِ سُلطانَه
ماnot رُفِعَتwas raised مِنfrom دونِهِمapart from them رايَتيmy banner
ما رُفِعَت مِن دونِهِم رايَتي
Were I not their sovereign in beauty,
Had I no sovereignty in beauty
My banner would not have been raised in preference to theirs.”
My flag would not be raised above theirs
فَقَهقَهَthen laughed aloud الوَردُthe rose بِهِat him هازِئاًmocking
فَقَهقَهَ الوَردُ بِهِ هازِئاً
وَقالَand said ماnot تَحذَرُyou fear مِنof سَطوَتيmy might
وَقالَ ما تَحذَرُ مِن سَطوَتي
Then the rose laughed aloud at him in mockery,
The rose then laughed at it mockingly
And said, “Do you not fear my might?”
And said, why do you fear my might?
وَقالَand said لِلسَوسَنِto the iris ماذاwhat الَّذيthat which
وَقالَ لِلسَوسَنِ ماذا الَّذي
يَقولُهُhe says it الأَشيَبُthe gray-haired one فيin حَضرَتيmy presence
يَقولُهُ الأَشيَبُ في حَضرَتي
And said to the iris, “What is it that
It said to the lily, what is this
The gray-haired one says in my presence?”
That the old man says in my presence?
وَاِمتَعَضَand grew indignant الزَنبَقُthe lily فيat قَولِهِhis words
وَاِمتَعَضَ الزَنبَقُ في قَولِهِ
وَقالَand said لِلأَزهارِto the flowers ياO عُصبَتيmy band
وَقالَ لِلأَزهارِ يا عُصبَتي
And the lily took offense at his words,
The lily was offended by its words
And said to the flowers, “O my band!”
And said to the flowers, O my comrades