فَديتُكَ جِسمي كانَ أَحمَلَ لِلشَكوى

وَكانَ عَلَيها مِنكَ يا سَيِّدي أَقوى

May I be your ransom; my body was more fit to bear the suffering,

And was, O my master, stronger against it than you.

فَدَيتُكَ لَم أَنصِفكَ إِذ أَنتَ لابِسٌ

شِعاراً مِنَ الحُمّى وَلَم أَلبِسِ الحُمّى

May I be your ransom; I have not treated you fairly, for while you are clad

In a garment of fever, I myself am not clothed in fever.

فَدَيتُكَ لَو أَنَّ الَّذي بِكَ يُفتَدى

بِدُنيايَ لَم أَذخَركَ شَيئاً مِنَ الدُنيا

May I be your ransom; if that which afflicts you could be ransomed

By my own world, I would not withhold a single thing of the world from you.