1. يا جَلالَ الدينِ يامَو

    لىً عَطاياهُ غُيوثُ

    O Jalal al-Din, O master

    whose gifts are showers of rain,

  2. وَجَواداً لَيسَ لِلما

    لِ بِكَفّيهِ لُبوث

    and generous one, whose wealth never

    lingers in his two palms;

  3. مَن لَهُ الرُعبُ سَرايا

    في الأَعادي وَبُعوثُ

    one for whom terror serves as raiding parties

    among the enemies, and as troops sent forth.

  4. يا اِبنَ مَن طابَ بِأَفعا

    لِهِمُ الدَهرُ الخَبيثُ

    O son of those whose deeds

    made the wicked age pleasant:

  5. فَهُمُ في الجَدبِ وَالحَر

    بِ سُيولٌ وَلُيوثُ

    for in drought and war they are

    floods and lions.

  6. ما لِماءِ الوَردِ يا مَن

    خُلقُهُ سَهلٌ دَميثُ

    What of the rose water, O you

    whose nature is easygoing and gentle?

  7. قَد مَضى العامُ وَلَم يَج

    رِ لَنا فيهِ حَديثُ

    The year has passed, and no

    word of it has come to us.

  8. أَنا مِن مَطلِ شَرابي

    يِكَ شاكٍ مُستَغيثُ

    I, at your cupbearer's stalling,

    complain and cry for help:

  9. حَبَشِيٌّ شَرِسُ الأَخ

    لاقِ كَالصِلِّ نَفوثُ

    an Abyssinian, harsh-tempered,

    spitting venom like an asp.

  10. وَجهُهُ مِن دونِ مَعرو

    فِكَ سِكرٌ وَمُريثُ

    His face stands in the way of your bounty,

    a dam and a cause of delay.

  11. وَوَراءَ المَطلِ مِنه

    طالِبٌ مِنّي حَثيثُ

    And behind his stalling

    comes an insistent petition from me.

  12. وَهوَ لا يَسخو بِهِ أَو

    يَدخُلَ الوَردُ الحَديثُ

    And he will not give it freely until

    the new roses come in.