ورب نديم غاظه حين جادهُ

من القوم غيثٌ دائمُ الهطل بالنطلِ

By the Lord of hosts, when his cup-companion angers him,

He is a perpetual rain whose showers never cease.

فقلت له تأبى المروءة

أننا نخليك يا بستان فينا بلا نخل

So I said to him, “Honor refuses

That we leave you, oh oasis, in us without palms.”