عَبدُكَ يا لَيثَ الشَّرى شوقُه

جَدَّ بِهِ السّيرُ إِلى غابِكْ

Your servant, o lion of valor, his longing

Has compelled him to journey to your absence

وَسارَ في البحرِ لِبَحرِ النّدى

وصارَ ذا الآنَ لدى بابِكْ

And sail the sea, to the sea of your presence

My master, I have come for no other reason

ما جِئتُ يا مَولايَ إِلّا إِلى

تَقبيلِ كفَّيكَ وَأَعتابِكْ

Than to kiss your hands and threshold