أسودُ عَلى ما تَدعيهِ نُفوسَهُم

تمال إِذا عَدوا لِيَوم رِهانِ

They are ungrateful for what their souls claim,

As if when they count the day of reckoning,

يَسيئون بي في القَول غَيباً وَإِنَّني

لتسدي لَهُم نَعمايَ طُول زَماني

They speak ill of me in private, yet I

Have provided them with my bounty for ages,

وَأَمسي مُروعاً مِن مَخافة عَتبهم

وَهُم تَحتَ ظِلي رَأفَتي وَأَماني

And I fear their reproach in the evening,

While they are under the shade of my kindness and safety,

وَلَم أَنسَ ما قَد قالَ والِدي الَّذي

تَعوض عَن دُنياهُم بِجِنانِ

I have not forgotten what my father said, he who

Compensated for their world with heavens,

أَبَت هِمة العَلياء عَن أَنَّها تَرى

رِجالاً مَكاني لا تَسد مَكاني

The pride of the glorious refused that it would see

Men in my place, unable to fill my place