أَقسَمتُ لَو أَمَرَ الزَمانُ سَماءَهُ

فَسَعَت لِصَدرِكَ شَمسُها وَنُجومُها

I swear if time commanded its sky,

And its suns and stars made room in their breadth for your heart,

ليُنيلَ قَدرَكَ في المَعالي حَقَّهُ

شَكَتِ المَعالي أَنَّهُ مَظلومُها

So your worth could attain in the heights its due,

The heights would complain that even so it's mistreated.