وَلَو تُصرَفُ السُحبُ الغِزارُ عَنِ الثَرى

وَلَو تُصرَفُ السُحبُ الغِزارُ عَنِ الثَرى

لَما اِنصَرَفَت عَن طَبعِكَ الشِيَمُ الحُسنى

لَما اِنصَرَفَت عَن طَبعِكَ الشِيَمُ الحُسنى

And even if the rain-laden clouds were turned away from the earth,

A sprinkling so copious were the clouds to spare,

the finest virtues would not depart from your nature.

Your noble nature still would clemency forbear.