رَكائِبُ آلائِهِ تَسرَحُ

وَحَلبَةُ آرائِهِ تَمرَحُ

His bounteous ships do freely sail,

His lofty thoughts do proudly soar.

فَتىً زَندُ مَعروفِ مَعروفِهِ

لِطالِبِ نارِ الغِنى يَقدَحُ

A youth whose generous deeds avail,

To light with hope our longing for

لَهُ نائِلٌ لَم يَزَل بابُهُ

لِطارِقِ آمالِنا يَفتَحُ

The wealth we crave. His open door

Welcomes our dreams. When fate assails

إِذا المَرءُ فاسِدَهُ دَهرُهُ

فَجَدواهُ بَينَهُما يُصلِحُ

A man, and ruins what he planned,

His tactful wit makes all well again.