مَهما اِغتَصَبَ الهَمُّ حِمى الأَفراحِ

ما صُبِّحَ جَيشُهُ بِكا لأقداحِ

No matter how worries raid the sanctuary of joy

Their army has not triumphed with weeping cups

تَستَقبِلُهُ فَوارِسُ من حَبَبٍ

قَد جُلنَ عَلى مَتن كُمَيتِ الراحِ

Knights of loved ones come out to meet them

Who have saddled the backs of resting camels