أيا شِعبَ رَضوى ما لمنْ بكَ لا يُرى

فحتى متى تَخفى وأنتَ قريبُ

O ravine of Radwa, why is the one within you unseen?

How long, then, will you stay hidden, though you are near?

يا ابن الوصيِّ ويا سميَّ محمدٍ

وكنيَّه نَفسي عليك تذوبُ

O son of the legatee, O namesake of Muhammad,

And bearer of his kunyah—my soul melts away for you.

فلو غابَ عنّا عُمرَ نوحٍ لأيقَنَتْ

منّا النفوسُ بأنّهُ سيؤوبُ

Even were he absent from us for the lifetime of Noah,

The souls among us would be certain that he will return.