مَرَتكَ اِبنَ إِبراهيمَ صافِيَةُ الخَمرِ

وَهُنِّئتَها مِن شارِبٍ مُسكِرِ السُكرِ

Ibn Ibrahim's daughter, clear wine, passed by you

May the pure wine prove wholesome to you, O son of Ibrahim, and joy to a drinker who intoxicates intoxication itself.

And you congratulated her, drunk from sweet nectar

I saw the crimson glow in the glass within his palm, and likened it to the sun, within the moon, within the sea.

رَأَيتُ الحُمَيّا في الزُجاجِ بِكَفِّهِ

فَشَبَّهتُها بِالشَمسِ في البَدرِ في البَحرِ

I saw the truffle in his palm

Whenever we mention his bounty, it is instantly present; whether far or near, it hastens on the foot of al-Khidr.

So I likened it to the sun in the full moon over the sea

إِذا ما ذَكَرنا جودَهُ كانَ حاضِراً

نَأى أَو دَنا يَسعى عَلى قَدَمِ الخِضرِ

When we remember his generosity, he is present

Whether far or near, treading in al-Khidr's footsteps