سُلَيمانُ دَلَّتني يَداكَ عَلى الغِنى

وَأَجرَيتَ لي عَزماً أَغَرَّ مُحَجَّلا

Suleiman, your hands guided me to riches

And gave me a resolute purpose, tempting and grand

مَدَدتَ بِضَبعي جاهِداً فَعَقَدتَ لي

مَصاداً بِأَعنانِ السَماءِ وَمَعقِلا

You propped up my ribcage as it struggled, and built for me

A stronghold with the reins of the sky as its heights

وَعَلَّيتَني حَتّى ظَنَنتُ بِأَنَّني

سَأَعبُرُ مِن عَرضِ المَجَرَّةِ جَدوَلا

You elevated me until I thought

I would cross the Milky Way’s expanse in a leap

فَكَيفَ اِرتِحالي عَنكَ غَيرَ مُزَوَّدٍ

وَيا رُبَّ زادٍ لا يُبَلِّغُ مَنزِلا

So how could I leave you unequipped

Oh Lord without provisions to reach my destination

وَلا سَيرَ إِلّا أَن أَشُدَّ حَقيبَةً

أَرى ضِمنَها مِن ضامِرِ الزادِ أَبحَلا

I have no journey except to pack my bags

And see in them only a few traces of supplies

وَإِلّا فَزَوَّدني وَدادَكَ إِنَّني

أَسُلُّ عَلى جَيشِ الطَوى مِنكَ مُنصُلا

Unless you provide me your affection as provision, for I

Descend upon the army of departure relying on you

فَما صِرتُ حَربَ الدَهرِ حَتّى رَأَيتُهُ

يُحارِبُ مَن أَمسى وَأَصبَحَ مُرمِلا

I did not become the war of fate until I saw it

Fight those who woke and slept jaded

وَكُنتُ إِذا ما ناكَرَتنِيَ بَلدَةٌ

فَزِعتُ إِلى الجُردِ العَناجيجِ وَالمَلا

And whenever a land rejected me

I fled to the bare hills and sought refuge

وَمَن كانَ مَهجوراً كَما أَنا فيكُمُ

فَما يَستَحي الأَيّامَ أَن تَتَبَدَّلا

And whoever is outcast among you like me

Should not be ashamed as days change