لله ما أحلاه من زمن عذب

وما أشهاه من ورد

How beautiful is the time that God has made sweet,

And how fragrant are the roses.

أيام ملّكت الهوى خلدي

في مائس الأعطاف والقدِّ

The days when love possessed my eternity,

In the gatherings of cheeks and stature.

وسحبت ذيل الأنس محتكماً

ونظمت شمل العيشة الرغدِ

And I dragged the train of intimacy complaining,

And brought together the garment of luxury and comfort.

فجنيت من ثمر المنى أملي

وهصرت يانع قضبة المُلدِ

So I reaped from the fruit of my hopes my wishes,

And squeezed the sapling of new shoots.

وبلغت في أطوار دولته

أقصى المراد وغاية القصدِ

And in the phases of its rule, I reached

The utmost of my will and the end of my aim.

وركضت أفراس الصِّبا مرحاً

وجريت في ميدانه جهدي

And the steeds of youth frolicked playfully,

And I raced in its field with my effort.