يا عُتبَ ما شاني وَما شانِك

تَرَفَّقي أُختي بِسُلطانِك

O Beauty, what is my state and what is yours?

Be gentle, my sister, with your rule

لَما تَبَدَّيتِ عَلى بَغلَةٍ

أَشرَقَتِ الأَرضُ لِبُرهانِك

When you appeared on a mule

The earth shone bright with your proof

حَتّى كَأَنَّ الشَمسَ مَخفوفَةٌ

بَينَ جَواريكِ وَخِصيانِك

As if the sun was eclipsed

Among your maids and eunuchs

يا عُتبُ ما شاني وَماشانِك

تَرَفَّقي سِتّي بِسُلطانِك

O Beauty, what is my state and what is yours?

Be gentle, my lady, with your rule

أَخَذتِ قَلبي هَكَذا عَنوَةً

ثُمَّ شَدَدتيهِ بِأَشطانِك

You seized my heart forcibly

Then tightened it with your hairlocks

اللَهَ في قَتلِ فَتىً مُسلِمٍ

ما نَقَضَ العَهدَ وَما خانِك

By God, He did not break the pact and betray you

In killing a Muslim man

حَرَمتِني مِنكِ دُنوٌّ فَيا

وَيلِيَ ما لي وَلِحِرمانِك

You denied me your nearness, oh

Woe to me! What is mine and what is your denial?

يا جَنَّةَ الفِردَوسِ جودي فَقَد

طابَت ثَناياكِ وَأَردانِك

O Paradise of Heaven, be generous for

Your sides and hills are pleasant

وَاللَهِ لَولا أَن أَخافَ الرَدى

لَقُلتُ لَبَّيكِ وَسُبحانِك

By God, if I did not fear rejection

I would say, "At your service," and "Glory to You"