1. يا مَن جُعِلتُ فِداهُ

    وَمَن بَراني هَواهُ

    O you whose ransom I have been made,

    whose love has worn me thin;

  2. وَمَن أَروحُ وَأَغدو

    مُشَمِّراً في هَواهُ

    for whom I go forth, morning and evening,

    with my sleeves rolled up in your love;

  3. وَمَن بَرى اللَهُ فيهِ

    بَدائِعاً إِذ بَراهُ

    you in whom God fashioned

    wonders, when He fashioned you.

  4. اِستَقبَحَت بَعدَكَ العَيـ

    ـنُ كُلَّ شَيءٍ تَراهُ

    After you, the eye has found ugly

    every single thing it sees.

  5. وَكَم كَتَبتُ كِتاباً

    يَبكي لَهُ مَن قَراهُ

    How many a letter have I written

    over which whoever read it wept!

  6. وَقَد أَتاني جَوابٌ

    لَهُ فَما أَنساهُ

    And an answer came to me

    in reply—one I shall never forget.

  7. أَنا الفِداءُ لِمَن خَطَّـ

    ـهُ وَمَن أَملاهُ

    I am the ransom for whoever penned

    it, and whoever dictated it.

  8. الشَمسُ أَحسنُ شَيءٍ

    رَأَيتُهُ حاشاهُ

    The sun is the fairest thing

    I have ever seen—him excepted.