مولاي لا هدَّت الليالي
كثيب علياكمُ عمادا
My Master, neither have the nights turned
A sand hill down upon you as a pillar,
ولا طلبنا ربيع برّ
وكان جودكم جمادى
Nor have we sought the coming of spring rain,
Yet your generosity flowed as in Jumada.
مولاي لا هدَّت الليالي
كثيب علياكمُ عمادا
My Master, neither have the nights turned
A sand hill down upon you as a pillar,
ولا طلبنا ربيع برّ
وكان جودكم جمادى
Nor have we sought the coming of spring rain,
Yet your generosity flowed as in Jumada.