اَخٌ لي بَعيدُ مَرامي الهِمَم

رَقيقُ حَواشي رِداءِ الكَرَم

A brother of mine, of lofty aspirations

Graceful fringes of the cloak of generosity

يَروحُ لِأَضيافِهِ ضاحِكاً

وَيَغدو لِقُصّادِهِ مُبتَسِم

He goes smiling to his guests

And rises in the morning smiling to his creditors

مِنَ القَومِ تُعقَدُ تيجانُهُم

عَلى كُلِّ مُنغَمِسٍ في الكَرَم

The crowns of the people are placed

Upon every one immersed in generosity

إِذا ما وُجوهُهُمُ أَسفَرَت

عَرَفتَ عَرانينَهُمُ بِالشَمَم

When their faces shine

You recognize their naked ones by their scent