نَفسي فِداؤك لَو نَفسي ملكت إِذاً
ما كانَ غيرك يجزيها ويرضيها
My soul is your ransom; if my soul were mine to command, then
No one but you could reward it and satisfy it.
صَبراً عَلى ما قَضاه اللَّه فيك على
مَرارة في اِصطباري عنكَ أُخفيها
Patience with what God has decreed concerning you, despite
The bitterness I hide in bearing separation from you.
Sol 6