ولعمر الإله لولا أيادي

ك لماتت خواطر الشعراء

By God's life! Were it not for your hands

The poets' thoughts would have died

عشت تطوي الأعياد طي الأعادي

في سرورٍ ونعمةٍ ورخاءِ

You lived folding days like enemies

In happiness, grace, and comfort