لنا مَلِكٌ تاجُهُ المُشتري

فما أحدٌ غيرُهُ لابِسُهْ

We have a king whose crown is Almushteri

So no one else wears it

ومُلْكُ الورى فَرَسٌ مُلْجَمٌ

وما أحدٌ غيرُهُ فارِسُهْ

And the kingdom of the world is a bridled horse

And no one else rides it

وقد فتحَ الريَّ فراشُهُ

وكرمانُ يَفْتَحها سائِسُهْ

And he opened the gardens, his bed

And the vineyards, their opener makes them flourish