بأبى الزائر الذي ملأَ اللَّحْ

ظَ بهاءً وكلَّ قلبٍ سرورا

With the father of the visitor who filled the cheeks with splendor

And every heart with joy,

خِلْتُه البدرَ مقبِلاً وقديماً

كان آباؤه الكرامُ بدورا

I left him as the full moon rising though long ago

His noble fathers were Bedouins,

زادَ داري أُنْساً فيا ليت أنِّي

كلَّ يومٍ به أروح مَزُورا

He brought charm to my house, would that

Every day I could go to visit him