قالتْ نَعِمَّا أبٌ في الناسِ يا أبتي

جعلْتَ دربَ الهُدى للخَيْرِ مَرْكبتي

She said, “Yes, father, among people you are good, my father,

You made the path of guidance the vehicle for doing good,

وكمْ حمَلْتَ إذا ما النصرُ حالفني

أزكى الهدايا وأغلاها لِتَهْنِئتي

And how much you carried when victory sided with me,

The most wholesome gifts and the most precious for congratulating me,

وإنْ بعَثْتُ إلى الأحلامِ أغنيةً

أسْرَجْتَ قلبَكَ كيْ يُصْغي لأغنيتي

And if I sent out to dreams a song,

You saddled your heart so it would listen to my song.

فقلتُ يا طفلتي ما تنعمين به

ورِثْتُهُ عن أبي الحاني ووالدتي

So I said, “My little girl, what you enjoy

I inherited from my affectionate father and mother.”