1. O Khaled, I have not approached you with any blessing
Except that I am well and you are generous

2. So if you give to me I will pour out my praises to you
And if you refuse no barrier can be set against you

3. My mount is on the verge and my heart bids farewell
To the land of the misers is not a land

4. If a city denies me or I deny it
I move on with the one who leaves me in the dark

5. O Khaled between reward and praise is my need
So whichever comes to me, you are its pillar

6. No worker loses between reward and praise
For him from both at the end is provision

7. O Khaled, reproach it, for listening to it is beautiful
And its consequence is piety and integrity