تَحاجَبتَ عَنّي وَاِستَتَرتَ وَلَم يَكُن

مُحَيّايَ إِلّا لِلسَلامِ عَلَيكا

You veiled yourself from me and hid, though my appearance

was for nothing but the greeting, “Peace be upon you.”

فَلا رَحَلَت مِنّي إِلى المَجدِ هِمَّةٌ

مَتى أَنا يَوماً ما دَخَلتُ إِلَيكا

Then may my ambition never set forth from me toward glory

if ever, on any day, I entered upon you.