لَقَد بِتُّ مَحسوداً عَلَيكَ لِأَنَّني

فَتاكَ وَهَل غَيرُ المُنَعَّمِ يُحسَدُ

I have grown envious of you, for I

Am a youth, and who but the fortunate envied?

فَلا تُبلِغِ الحُسّادَ مِنّي شَماتَةً

فَفِعلُكَ مَحمودٌ وَأَنتَ مُحَمَّدُ

So tell not the envious of me, exulting;

Thy deed is praised, and thou art extolled.