رأيتُكَ تَكويني بيمسَمِ ذِلَّةٍ

كأنَّكَ قد أصبَحْتَ عِلَّةَ تَكويني

I saw you shaping my being with a touch of gentleness

As if you had become the cause of my shaping

وتَلْوينيَ فلا تَمنُنْ عَلَيَّ فبُلْغَةٌ

مِنَ العَيشِ تَكفيني إلى يَومِ تَكفيني

And my coloring so do not oblige me as eloquence

Of life suffices me until the day of my enshrouding