مُوسَى تَرَفَّق وَلاَ تُضِعنِي

في الرّق عَبدُكَ بَعضُ مَالِك

Moses, be gentle and do not degrade me

For I am but a slave, one of your possessions

إذَا مَزَايَا الجَمَالِ عُدَّت

لَم يُحسَب البَدرُ من رَجَالِك

If the attributes of beauty were counted

The full moon would not be one of your men

لاَ نَالَ مِنكَ الزَّمَانُ حَظَّا

إلاَّ الذِي نِلتُ مِن وِصَالِك

Time has gained nothing from you

Except what I gained from your company