عِجّ عَلى عَباسَ تَلقَ فَتىً

عِجّ عَلى عَباسَ تَلقَ فَتىً

غَيرَ نَكريشٍ وَلا بَذَجِ

غَيرَ نَكريشٍ وَلا بَذَجِ

Turn aside to Abbas: you will find a young man,

Wonder at Abbas who met a youth

neither Nakrish nor Badhaj.

Neither fierce Nor rude

فَيلَسوفٌ ما يُريقُ دَماً

فَيلَسوفٌ ما يُريقُ دَماً

وَبِخَدَّيهِ دَمُ المُهجِ

وَبِخَدَّيهِ دَمُ المُهجِ

A philosopher who sheds no blood,

A philosopher who sheds no blood

yet in his cheeks is the blood of hearts.

With cheeks that shed tears of passion

لَو تَمَعَّناهُ السَديدَ سَلا

لَو تَمَعَّناهُ السَديدَ سَلا

قَلبُهُ عَن عِشقِهِ البَكجي

قَلبُهُ عَن عِشقِهِ البَكجي

If al-Sadid contemplated him, his heart would forget

If we examined him closely

its love for al-Bakji.

His heart turned away from ardent love

قُلتُ لَمّا ظَلَّ مَجلِسُنا

قُلتُ لَمّا ظَلَّ مَجلِسُنا

مُشرِقاً مِن وَجهِهِ البَهِجِ

مُشرِقاً مِن وَجهِهِ البَهِجِ

I said, when our gathering remained

I said when our gathering's light

radiant from his cheerful face:

Radiated from his bright face

إِنَّ بَيتاً أَنتَ ساكِنُهُ

إِنَّ بَيتاً أَنتَ ساكِنُهُ

غَيرُ مُحتاجٍ إِلى السُرُجِ

غَيرُ مُحتاجٍ إِلى السُرُجِ

Indeed, a house in which you dwell

You live in a house

has no need of lamps;

With no need for lamps

وَعَليلاً أَنتَ عائِدُهُ

وَعَليلاً أَنتَ عائِدُهُ

قَد أَتاهُ اللَهُ بِالفَرَجِ

قَد أَتاهُ اللَهُ بِالفَرَجِ

and an ailing man whom you visit—

And a sick man you tend

God has already brought him relief.

God has sent him relief