سألتك حاجة فسعيْت فيها

بتعذيرٍ نتيجتُهُ اعتذارُ

I asked you for a favor, so you strove for it

With excuses, which resulted in apology

وهان عليك مُنقلَبي كئيباً

وللْحَسراتِ في الأحشاء نار

And you thought little of my grief

While in my heart burns regret's fire

وليس لصاحب الحاجاتِ إلا

كريمٌ فيه جدٌّ وانشمار

For the seeker of needs there is only

A generous one, serious and active

إذا ما نام عنها سائلوها

تَنَبَّه لا يَقَرُّ له قرار

If those seeking sleep, he wakes

Restless, not resting for a moment

سواء عنده في كل حال

أفاتَتْ حاجة أم فات ثار

To him, the state is the same

Whether a need was missed or revenge was lost

كأن أخاه عُضْوٌ منه فيها

ففيه تحُزُّ بالفَوْت الشفار

It's as if his brother is a part of him in it

So in loss he feels the stabbing pain

ويلْحَى نفسَهُ أن يعذِروه

وليس له على القدر الخيار

And he blames himself for excusing them

With no choice over fate's decree

له عند الغُدُوِّ لها وفيها

حِذَار الفَوْتِ قلب مستطار

For it, at dawn and within it

His heart quivers, fearing its loss

يحامي أن يفوت بها قضاءٌ

كأن المكرماتِ له ذِمار

He guards against failing to fulfill it

As if favors are accounted debts