وللنَّدى أوجهٌ إِذا سفرَت

لطارقٍ أسفرَت دلائِلُها

When the dew has many faces

If it journeys at dawn, its signs shine

وأعجبُ الناسِ من تَضيقُ بِه

صَيداءُ والواسِطيُّ عامِلُها

And most amazing are those who are straitened by it

The hunter and the governor are its agents

وها صُروفُ الزَّمانِ قَد رجَعَت

ولستُ أَدري بِمن أقابِلُها

And here are the turns of fate, they have returned

And I do not know who I will meet them with

وَأنتَ أَولَى بِها وَلَيسَ لَها

إِلا شَريفُ الأَخلاقِ كامِلُها

And you are most deserving of it, it has nothing

Except the noble morals that perfect it

وَفي وُصولي إِليكَ قَد وصَلَت

إليَّ مُمتَدَّةً أَوائِلُها

And in my arrival to you, it has arrived

Stretching out to me its beginnings

وهيَ عَلى ما أَرى تُقاتِلُني

إِن لَم يَقُم مِن نَداكَ قاتِلُها

And it seems to fight me

Unless one rises from your generosity to subdue it