Sol 5.6

  1. May my father, my mother, and my own life ransom al-Walid whenever

    morning comes and the rising sun’s first ray breaks forth.

  2. He lodged us and graced our stay, and there were fulfilled

    our needs, at the hands of a radiant, towering lord.

  3. How many a gift he had, how much open-handedness,

    what auspicious qualities and noble traits!

  4. And generous treatment for the self-restrained, when they sought his bounty:

    in his wealth they had a rightful share, and his word was true.

  5. Al-Walid said, “My hand is yours—and others’ too—

    a pledge secured by all his wealth, mute and speaking.”

  6. Never be far from us, O cast-aside waterskin,

    once a vessel for the drink that fetters reason.

Sol 5.6