لا أَحُطُّ الحِزامَ طَوعاً عَنِ المَح

لا أَحُطُّ الحِزامَ طَوعاً عَنِ المَح

ذوفِ دونَ اِبنِ خالِدِ الوَهّابِ

ذوفِ دونَ اِبنِ خالِدِ الوَهّابِ

I will not willingly remove the girth from the short-built mount

I do not untie the belt from the sword

I will not willingly unloose the saddle from my wasted steed, short of Ibn Khalid, the Great Bestower,

before reaching Ibn Khālid, the bountiful giver.

Beside the son of Khalid Al-Wahhab

For when I reach the boundless sea of Abu al-Fadl, I shake the dust of ill-fortune from my robes.

فَإِذا ما وَرَدتَ بَحرَ أَبي الفَض

فَإِذا ما وَرَدتَ بَحرَ أَبي الفَض

لِ نَفَضتُ النُحوسَ عَن أَثوابي

لِ نَفَضتُ النُحوسَ عَن أَثوابي

Then, when you reach the sea of Abū al-Faḍl,

So if you pass the sea of Abi Al-Fadl

The image of Jupiter in the house of moonlight, and the Sun itself are you in noble station;

I will shake ill fortune off my garments.

I will shake off misfortunes from my clothes

Rawis is not—when marching before the Whale—nor the Full Moon as it plunges to its setting,

صورَةُ المُشتَري لَدى بَيتِ نورِ ال

صورَةُ المُشتَري لَدى بَيتِ نورِ ال

لَيلِ وَالشَمسُ أَنتَ عِندَ النِصابِ

لَيلِ وَالشَمسُ أَنتَ عِندَ النِصابِ

You are Jupiter's likeness at the house of the light of

The image of the buyer is in the house of Nur Al-Layl

More generous than you with what souls cling to, when the udders wither and the milk-flow fails;

night, and the sun at its proper station.

While you are present at the counting

No, nor is Mars taking the high western sky, while the winter night grows long in calculation,

لَيسَ راويسُ حينَ سارَ أَمامَ ال

لَيسَ راويسُ حينَ سارَ أَمامَ ال

حوتِ وَالبَدرُ إِذ هَوى لِاِنصِبابِ

حوتِ وَالبَدرُ إِذ هَوى لِاِنصِبابِ

Neither Rāwīs, when it moved ahead of the

Rawis is not present when he walked before the whale

More cutting than you in the heat of war, nor more terrifying to the eye when necks are struck.

Fish, nor the full moon when it plunged downward,

And the moon when it inclined to descend

مِنكَ أَسخى بِما تَشُحُّ بِهِ الأَن

مِنكَ أَسخى بِما تَشُحُّ بِهِ الأَن

فُسُ عِندَ اِنتِقاصِ دَرِّ الحِلابِ

فُسُ عِندَ اِنتِقاصِ دَرِّ الحِلابِ

is more generous than you with what souls begrudge

You are more generous with what the souls stingily withhold

when the flow of milk into the pail dwindles.

When the beads of milk are decreasing

لا وَبَهرامُ يَستَقِلُّ سَماءَ ال

لا وَبَهرامُ يَستَقِلُّ سَماءَ ال

غَربِ وَاللَيلُ زائِدٌ في الحِسابِ

غَربِ وَاللَيلُ زائِدٌ في الحِسابِ

Nor is Bahrām, ascending the sky of the

Neither Bahram controls the sky of the west

west, while night lengthens in the reckoning,

Nor is the night excessive in counting

مِنكَ أَمضى لَدى الحُروبِ وَلا أَه

مِنكَ أَمضى لَدى الحُروبِ وَلا أَه

وَلُ في العَينِ عِندَ ضَربِ الرِقابِ

وَلُ في العَينِ عِندَ ضَربِ الرِقابِ

more forceful than you in war, nor more fearsome

You are firmer in wars and I do not indulge

to the eye when necks are struck.

When heads are struck off