أَخٌ لي مَعاليهِ قَد جاوَزَت

هِضابَ النُجومِ وَأَطوادها

A brother of mine, his glories have surpassed

The plateaus of stars and their highlands

تُطَيِّبُ جَدواهُ أَفناءَها

إِذا قامَ يَضرِبُ أَوتادُها

His generosity perfumes its courts

When he stands to strum its strings

مِنَ القَومِ يَأوي إِلى شيمَةٍ

تَدَلَّ عَلى ظَرفِ مِن شادِها

Of the people he seeks refuge in an honor

That hints at the grace of its stateliness

لَهُ في مَرابِطِ عاداتِها

عَطايا تَذِلُّ لِمَن قادَها

For him in the strongholds of its traditions

Are gifts that humble those who have led them

إِذا ما الأَماني أَلَمَّت بِهِ

تَقَلَّدَ بِالرِفدِ أَجيادَها

When hopes have pained him

He dons the best of its donations