لَئِن كُنتُ أستَسقيكَ في كلِّ بُرهَةٍ

فإنَّ أخاكَ الغَيثَ مازالَ يُستَسقَى

Though I implore you at every moment

Your brother the rain is always implored

ويا ربَّ همٍّ طارقٍ كلَّما جَرَت

جَواري أَبي إِسحاقَ جرَّت لَه سحقا

O Lord of pressing worry, whenever

My neighbor Abi Is'haq's maidens pass by, they crush me

وهنَّ ثلاثٌ كلَّ عامٍ وما أَرى

نداكَ إِذا نُودي يضيعُ لَه حَقَّا

They are three, each year, yet I do not see

Your call, when summoned, lose any right

وقَد مَضَت الأُولى وأَمضَيتُ شُكرها

فثنِّ بِما يَفنَى لأُثني بِما يَبقَى

The first has passed and I have expressed my gratitude

So reward with that which perishes, that I may reward with that which remains