1. غضي جفونك يا ريا

    ض فقد فتنتِ الحورَ غمزا

    Lower your eyelids, O gardens,

    for you have bewitched the houris with your winks.

  2. واقني حياءَك يا ريا

    ح فقد كددت الغصن هزا

    And preserve your modesty, O winds,

    for you have wearied the bough with shaking.

  3. وإلا قومي يا هزا

    ر فقد فتقتَ الأُذن رمزا

    And otherwise, rise, O nightingale,

    for you have pierced the ear with murmurs.

  4. وارفق بجفنك يا غما

    م فقد خدشت الورد وخزا

    And be gentle with your eyelid, O cloud,

    for you have scratched the roses with your pricking.

  5. خلع الربيع على الربى

    وربوعها خزّاً وبزا

    Spring bestowed upon the hills

    and their dwellings silk-and-wool cloth and finery,

  6. ومطارفاً نقشت لهن

    أنامل الأنواء طرزا

    and bordered cloaks, on which were embroidered

    designs by the fingertips of the rains.

  7. أسر المطي إلى المدا

    م على جنيّ الورد جمزا

    Lead the mounts by night toward wine,

    at a swift trot over freshly gathered roses.

  8. أو ما ترى الأقطار قد

    أخذت من الأمطار عزا

    And do you not see that the lands

    have gained glory from the rains?

  9. أو ليس عجزاً أن يفو

    تك حسنها أو ليس عجزا

    And is it not a failing to let

    their beauty escape you—is it not a failing?

  10. حلت عزاليها السما

    ءُ فعادت البيداء نزا

    The sky unfastened its waterskin spouts,

    and the desert became sodden ground.

  11. خلقت يداك على العدا

    سيفاً وللعافين كنزا

    Your hands were fashioned, against foes,

    as a sword, and for supplicants as a treasure.

  12. يا أيها الملك الذي

    بعساكر الآمال يغزى

    O king, whom

    armies of hopes assail,

  13. فكأن أمطار الربيـ

    ـع إلى ندى كفيك تغزى

    so it is as though the rains of spring

    were sent raiding toward the bounty of your palms.

  14. ما للرجال إذا عِدا

    ك تذل من خجل وتخزى

    Why, then, are men—apart from you—

    humbled by shame and disgraced?

  15. والمدح طلق ما عنا

    ك فإن عداك تجده كزا

    And praise flows freely while it concerns you;

    but if it passes you by, you find it stilted.

  16. حتى إذا دُعيتْ نَزا

    لِ وأزّت الهيجاء أزا

    When at last the cry 'To battle!' was raised,

    and battle roared fiercely,

  17. كنت ابن بجدتها المحكـ

    ـم سيفه حزاً وجزا

    you were its seasoned master, letting

    your sword judge by slicing and shearing.

  18. وإذا تشققت الصفو

    ف خرزتها بالرمح خرزا

    And when the ranks split apart,

    you stitched them with the spear, stitch upon stitch.

  19. أنت الأمير على الحقيقـ

    ـة أن يكنُهْ سواك نبزا

    You are the prince in truth,

    even if another is so merely by title.

  20. لا زلت يا كنف الأميـ

    ـر لنا من الأحداث حرزا

    May you ever remain, O shelter of the prince,

    a refuge for us against calamities.