يا مَن يُوالي عَلَينا دائِماً وَرَقا

هَلا بَعَثتَ لَنا في طَيِّها وَرِقا

O you who send us leaves continually

Why not send us through them some money?

إِن كانَ أَعجَزَكُم مِن فَقرِكم وَرِقٌ

فَلَيسَ تعجزُ أَن تُهدي لَنا وَرَقا

If poverty has made you unable to send cash

It does not prevent you sending us leaves

مَن كانَ في خدمَةِ المَلك الهُمامِ يَكُن

ذا هِمَّةٍ وَيَجد نَحوَ النَدى طرُقا

Whoever serves the splendid king is endowed

With spirit, and finds paths to gifts

هَذي مَمازَحةٌ لَيسَت مُطالَبَةً

تُقضى بِصَفوِ ودادٍ لَم يَكُن رَنِقا

This is banter, not begging to be fulfilled

With pure affection that was never hoarse