يَميناً بِمَن لاقى عَلى غَيرِ مَوعِدِ

يَميناً بِمَن لاقى عَلى غَيرِ مَوعِدِ

لِمَن فَضلُهُ لِلحُبِّ في القَلبِ غارِسُ

لِمَن فَضلُهُ لِلحُبِّ في القَلبِ غارِسُ

I swear by the one who met without prior arrangement,

A toast to one met by chance unplanned,

to the one whose excellence plants love in the heart:

Whose grace did plant love in my heart.

لأَنتَ بِذاكَ القُطرِ سَحبانُ وائِلٍ

لأَنتَ بِذاكَ القُطرِ سَحبانُ وائِلٍ

وَأَنتَ بِميدانِ اليَراعَةِ فارِسُ

وَأَنتَ بِميدانِ اليَراعَةِ فارِسُ

You are indeed, in that land, Sahban of Wa'il,

You are that rain, clouds bountiful,

and in the arena of the reed pen, you are a knight.

A knight where virtue is put to the test.