وَصاحِب لِيَ ما تُحصى فَضائِلُهُ

إِذا أَقامَ بِأَرضٍ سارَ نائِلُهُ

A friend whose virtues I can't count,

When settled in a land, attains his goal.

يَغشى بِمَعروفِهِ المَعروفِ حَيثُ سَرَت

بِهِ الرِكابُ وَلا تُخشى غَوائِلُهُ

His good deeds spread wherever he alights,

Mounts bear him with no fear of obstacles.

إِذا الشَمولُ زَهَت يَوماً بِرِقَّتِها

في مَجلِسٍ ضَحِكَت مِنها شَمائِلُهُ

When grace and charm adorn a gathering,

Smiles light his face, enhancing the scene.