1. The honor of Sayf al-Dawla's hope which
Detail falls short of detailing it

2. I secured my deference to his call so he returned it
Generously, free from the journey of doubts with his asking

3. And I awoke when I reached the roses of his grant
From roses whose grant was miserly in its stinginess

4. So the rain envies me for his gifts
And time envies me for his favors