1. سَأُثني عَلى نُعماكَ مادُمتُ باقِياً

    وَإِن مِتُّ يُثني مَنطِقُ الطِرسِ مِن بَعدي

    I shall praise your bounty as long as I remain alive.

    And if I die, the voice of the page will praise you after me.

  2. فَقَد أَودَعَت صَدرَ الطُروسِ بَدائِعي

    لِمَجدِكَ ما يَقضي لِذِكرِكَ بِالخُلدِ

    For I have lodged my exquisite creations in the breast of pages,

    for your glory—works that decree immortality for your memory.