مُحَمَّدُ بنَ زُرَيقٍ ما نَرى أَحَدا

إِذا فَقَدناكَ يُعطي قَبلَ أَن يَعِدا

Muhammad ibn Zuriq, we see no one

O Muhammad bin Zurayq, we see not a single soul,

If we lose you, who gives before asking

Who, were you lost to us, would give before he promised.

وَقَد قَصَدتُكَ وَالتَرحالُ مُقتَرِبٌ

وَالدارُ شاسِعَةٌ وَالزادُ قَد نَفِدا

I have come to you, though the journey nears its end

I have sought you out as the time of departure draws near,

The house is spacious, but provisions are spent

With my home far distant and my provisions consumed.

فَخَلِّ كَفَّكَ تَهمي وَاِثنِ وابِلَها

إِذا اِكتَفَيتُ وَإِلّا أَغرَقَ البَلَدا

So open your hand, let bounty rain down

So let your hand pour forth, but restrain its heavy rain

When I've had my fill, else it will drown the land

Once I am sufficed—or else it will drown the land.