لو أن تجربةَ الحياةِ وحَّظها

أني أَنالُ نَداكَ ثم أموتُ

If the experience of life and its fortune

Were that I attain your presence then die

لكفت لتفسير الحياة وخيرها

إنَّ الحنانض لمثل روحي قوت

That would suffice to explain life and its good

For affection is food for my soul

أيهاً ليونُ جمعتَ ذخرَ فضائل

وحجىً أقُّل جمالهِ ملكوتُ

O Leon, you gathered virtues’ treasure

And wisdom whose beauty is divine

وحمىً أردِّدُ في عُلاهُ عواطفي

ويطيرُ فيه شعورىَ المكبوتُ

And zeal in whose height I repeat my feelings

And my suppressed consciousness flies in it

أنت المسيح وقد تقمصُ حبُّهُ

دُنيا الجمالِ وخافَه الطاغوتُ

You are the Christ who assumed His love

The world of beauty and the cursed devil fled from Him

ما كنت إلاّ للحقيقة وحدَها

والحُّق أكثرُ حظهِ موقوتُ

I was not but for the truth alone

And the truth, most of its fortune is predestined

فلئن سَكت فما سَكت مُخيَّراً

ولرُبَّ سخطٍ للحكيم سكوت

So if I were silent, I was not silent willingly

And many wise men's silence is out of discontent

في عالمٍ قد باتَ يُغبطُ من به

عُّى وضَيَّعَ سَّرهُ الكهنوت

In a world that has become praising whom in it

Is blind and lost its secret priesthood

وتشردت فيه المحبةُ مثلما

قد ضاع أوزيريسُ والتابوتُ

And in it love wandered just as

Osiris and the ark were lost

فمتى يَعُودُ وإن رأيتكَ رمزهُ

ومتى يسُودُ وَخصمهُ ممقوتُ

So when will its symbol return and I see you

And when will its enemy be hated and inferior