أحْرَقَ الفَجْر عَنْبَرَ السَّحَرِ

أحْرَقَ الفَجْر عَنْبَرَ السَّحَرِ

بِلَهِيب الصَّبَاحْ

بِلَهِيب الصَّبَاحْ

Dawn has burned the ambergris of the predawn hour

The dawn burned the amber of magic

With the flame of morning;

With the flames of morn

وَقَدِ افْتَرَّ مبسم الزَّهَرِ

وَقَدِ افْتَرَّ مبسم الزَّهَرِ

عَنْ ثَنَايَا الأقَاحْ

عَنْ ثَنَايَا الأقَاحْ

And the blossoms’ mouth has parted in a smile

And the smile of the flowers parted

To reveal the daisies’ front teeth.

From the folds of the buds