قِفي تَسلُ عَنكِ النَفسُ بِالخِطَّةِ الَّتي

تُطيلينَ تَخويفي بِها وَوَعيدي

Stand still, may my soul find peace, from the threat

With which you make me fear, and my chastisement.

فَقَد طالَما مِن غَيرِ شَكوى قَبيحَةٍ

رَضينا بِحُكمٍ مِنكِ غَيرِ سَديدِ

For long, with no vile complaining, have we consented

To a judgment of yours, other than right.