مَنْwhoever ظَنَّنِيthought me مَوْضِعَاًa place to turn to يَوْماًone day لِحَاجَتِهِfor his need
مَنْ ظَنَّنِي مَوْضِعَاً يَوْماً لِحَاجَتِهِ
كُنْتُI was الْحَرِيَّthe one who ought بِأَنْto أُعْطِيهِgive him مَاwhat سَأَلاhe asked
كُنْتُ الْحَرِيَّ بِأَنْ أُعْطِيهِ مَا سَأَلا
Whoever once thought me one to whom he could turn in need,
Whoever one day thought me a place to turn to in his need,
I would surely be bound to grant him whatever he asked.
It was fitting that I give him what he asked.
لَهُto him عَلَيَّupon me بِحُسْنِthrough the goodness of الظَّنِّthe opinion مَأْثُرَةٌa kindness
لَهُ عَلَيَّ بِحُسْنِ الظَّنِّ مَأْثُرَةٌ
لاnot يَسْتَقِلُّcan suffice بِهَاfor it شُكْرِيmy gratitude وَإِنْand even if جَمُلاit is beautiful
لا يَسْتَقِلُّ بِهَا شُكْرِي وَإِنْ جَمُلا
His good opinion of me is a noble favor he holds over me,
By thinking well of me, he has done me a kindness
For which my thanks cannot suffice, however fair they may be.
That my gratitude cannot do justice to, however fine it may be.
