1. قَد نَشَرَ الرَوضُ مِنَ الزَهرِ حِبَر

    وَنَثرَ الجَوُّ مِنَ القُطرِ دُرَر

    The meadow has spread brocades of blossoms,

    And the sky has scattered pearls of rain.

  2. فَالهُ بِراحٍ قَد صَفَت مِنَ الكَدَر

    كَأَنَّها في الجامِ شَمسٌ في قَمَر

    So revel in wine now free of cloudiness,

    As though it were, in the goblet, a sun within a moon.