أبَا جِيدَ قدْ أَمَّمْتُ بَحْرَكَ جَائِداً

لِأَكْرَعَ فِي سَلْسَالِ عَذْبِ الْمَوَاهِبِ

O Abu Jaid, I sailed your sea generously

O Aba Jid, I have set my course toward your bountiful sea,

To quench my thirst from the chain of sweet gifts

To drink deeply from the pure, sweet waters of your gifts.

أبَا جِيدَ جِيدُ الْكِيسِ أَصْبَحَ عَاطِلاً

وَغَالَتْ عُقُودَ الْوَفْرِكَفُّ النَّوَائِبِ

O Abu Jaid, the best of men, you've now left

O Aba Jid, the neck of my purse has been stripped bare,

While the necklaces of abundance have grown expensive

And the hand of misfortune has snatched away the necklaces of abundance.