يا سيدي دعوةُ من لم تزل

تعديه بالجود على دهرهِ

O my lord, a request from one whom you have never ceased

To oblige with generosity throughout his life

إن لي ابناً أمس خلفتهُ

في منزلي كالفرخ في وكره

I have a son whom yesterday I begot

In my home like a chick in its nest

يبكي إذا ما عن ذكري له

وفي فؤادي النار من ذكره

He weeps when I am mentioned to him

And in my heart there is fire from thoughts of him

والعزم بي قد جد يا سيدي

في شهرنا الأدنى على طهره

And I am determined, my lord

In this our sacred month to purify myself for him

قفوني إني ضعيفُ القوى

على الذي أنوبه في أمره

Support me, for I am weak in strength

For that task which I take on for his sake

فأنت سترُ الله في وجه من

أصبح ذاك الطفل في ستره

For you are God's veil before the face of one

For whom that child has become his veil