أَنا في ذِمَّةِ الكَريمِ سُلَيما

نَ السَليمِ الهَوى الرَئيفِ الهُمامِ

I am under the protection of the generous one, safe

From the protector, the passionate lover, the man of resolve

نُطتُ هَمّي مِنهُ بِهِمَّةِ قَرمٍ

ثَقَّلَت وَطأَتي عَلى الأَيّامِ

I confided my concerns to him with the resolve of a spearhead

My burden weighed heavy on the days

بِحُسامِ اللِسانِ وَالرَأيِ أَمضى

حينَ يُنضى مِنَ الجُرازِ الحُسامِ

With the sword of speech and opinion I strike

When swords are unsheathed from scabbards

ماجِدٌ أَفرَطَت عِنايَتُهُ حَت

تى تَوَهَّمتُ أَنَّها في المَنامِ

Majid whose care for me was excessive until

I imagined it was but a dream

ما تَوَجَّهتُ نَحوَ أُفقٍ مِنَ الآفا

قِ إِلّا وَجَدتُها مِن أَمامي

Whichever horizon I headed towards

I found it before me

كُلَّ يَومٍ تَرى نَوالَ أَبي نَص

رٍ لَنا عُرضَةً بِأَدنى الكَلامِ

Each day I see the bestowal of my father Nasr

Upon us effortlessly with the slightest words

لَم أَزَل في ذِمامِهِ المُعظَمِ المُك

رَمِ حَتّى ظَنَنتُهُ في ذِمامي

I have not ceased to be in his esteemed, generous custody

Until I thought that I was in his custody

يا سُلَيمانُ تَرَّفَ اللَهُ أَرضاً

أَنتَ فيها بِمُستَهِلِّ الغَمامِ

O Sulaiman, may God prosper a land

In which you are at the start of the clouds

وَلَعَمري لَقَد كُفيتُ لَكَ الدَع

وَةَ إِذ كُنتُ شاتِياً بِالشَآمِ

By my life, I already have enough of your

Supplications when I was living in Damascus

أَنا ثاوٍ بِحِمصَ في كُلِّ ضَربٍ

مِن ضُروبِ الإِكثارِ وَالإِفحامِ

I, thriving, in Homs in every type

Of abundance and profusion

كُلُّ فَدمٍ أَخافُ حينَ أَراهُ

مُقبِلاً أَن يَشُجَّني بِالسَلامِ

Every youth I fear when I see him

Approaching, that he will greet me with peace

رافِعاً كَفَّهُ لِبِرّي فَلا أَح

سِبُهُ جاءَني لِغَيرِ اللِطامِ

Raising his palm to my righteousness but I do not

Think he came to me for anything but food

فَبِحَقّي إِلّا خَصَصتَ أَبا الطَي

يِبِ عَنّي بِطَيِّبٍ مِن سَلامي

So by my right, unless you single out Abul Tayyib

From me with the finest greetings

وَثَنائي مِن قَبلِ هَذا وَمِن بَع

دُ وَشُكري غَضٌّ لِعَبدِ السَلامِ

And my praise now and later

My thanks offered to the Servant of Peace