أَحارِ أَبَت كَفّاكَ إِلّا تَدَفُّقاً

إِذا ما سَماءُ الرِزقِ خَفَّ سِجالُها

The seas refused anything from your palm except overflow

When the heaven's sustenance eased its struggle

رَفيعَةُ سَمكِ البَيتِ ما مِن يَدِ اِمرِئٍ

مِنَ الناسِ إِلّا في السَماءِ تَنالُها

The roof is high, no hand of a person

Can reach it except through the sky

وَإِنَّ سُكَيناً وَاِبنَهُ بَنَيا لَكُم

شَماريخَ في عَيطاءَ صَعبٍ جِبالُها

A little peace, and its family for you

Its summits are difficult mountains

وَقَد عَلِمَت ذاكَ البَرِيَّةُ كُلُّها

بِحَيثُ اِلتَقَت رُكبانُها وَرِجالُها

And that wilderness knew it all

Where its rides and its men met