طال عهدي برؤية الروض فابعث

لي روحاً قَدْ نمقته يمينُكْ

Long has been my separation from the meadow, so send

A soul that your right hand has revived

أنت خدن العلا فلا ذاق يوماً

مر طعم الفراق منك خدينُكْ

You are the beloved of the exalted, never having tasted

The bitter taste of separation from your cheeks

قلت للمقسم المؤكد للأي

مان أن لَيْسَ فِي البلاد قرينُكْ

I told the decisive distributor of destinies

That there is none in the lands like you

قلت صدقاً وجئت حقاً فلو قل

ت وكافي الدنيا لبَرَّت يمينُكْ

I spoke truly and came in truth, so had I said

That you suffice this world, my oath would have been proven right