رَعى اللَهُ مَلِكاً ما رَمَتني بِرَبعِهِ

مَرامي النَوى إِلّا بَلَغتُ مَرامِيا

May God protect a king who never shot me with his bow

Though my aspirations aimed but always met their goal

فَتىً رَبَّني بِالمَكرُماتِ وَبَرَّني

وَأَصلَحَ ما بَيني وَبَينَ زَمانِيا

A young man who raised me with kindness and educated me

And reconciled what was between me and my time

وَكَم حاجَةٍ حاوَلتُها مِن جَنابِهِ

وَأَلحَقتُ في قَولي لَهُ وَخِطابِيا

And how many needs I have tried from his side

And added in my words to him and my address

فَلَم يَلقَ إِلحاحي بِحُبٍّ وَإِنَّما

أَجادَ التَغاضي إِذ أَسَأتُ التَقاضِيا

Yet he did not meet my persistence with love, but rather

Excelled in ignoring when I made bad requests