1. The realm of the King's system is an ocean, its flowers
Are for my thirst, and you are a bridge over it
١. جَنابُ نظامِ المُلك بحرٌ وردتُهٌ
على ظَمأٍ منِّي وأنتَ له جسرُ
2. You who let me drink after my chest was wrapped
In the darkness of grief and hardship lasted long for me
٢. وأنت الذي أوردتَنِي بعد ما انطوى
على غُلَّةٍ صدري وطالَ بيَ العَسْرُ
3. Fate does not guide anyone aright
And you are a veil for him beyond what befell him
٣. وما يهتدِي صرفُ النوائبِ لامرئٍ
وأنت لهُ من دونِ ما نابَهُ سِتْرُ