يَميناًan oath بِيانِعِby the blooming وَرْدِroses of الخُدودْthe cheeks
يَميناً بِيانِعِ وَرْدِ الخُدودْ
وعَذْبِand the sweet اللّمىdark tint of lips فيin الشّهيِّthe delectable البَرودْthe cool
وعَذْبِ اللّمى في الشّهيِّ البَرودْ
I swear by the blooming roses of cheeks,
With a radiant, rosy cheek
and the sweet dark tint of lips in a delectable, cool mouth,
And sweet gentle eyes that make the cold tender,
وزَوْرَةِand a visit حِبٍّa beloved علىduring غَفلَةٍan unguarded moment
وزَوْرَةِ حِبٍّ على غَفلَةٍ
ووصْلٍand reunion ألَمّcame briefly برَبْعto the abode of الصَّدودْestrangement
ووصْلٍ ألَمّ برَبْع الصَّدودْ
and a beloved's unexpected visit,
And the visit of love to one unaware
and reunion that visited the abode of estrangement;
And a union that stung the defiant bosoms,
وإلاor else بمُنْهَلِّby the streaming صَوْبِdownpour of الحَياrain
وإلا بمُنْهَلِّ صَوْبِ الحَيا
وخَفْقِand the fluttering of البُنودِthe banners وقَصْفِand the crashing of الرّعودْthe thunderclaps
وخَفْقِ البُنودِ وقَصْفِ الرّعودْ
or else by the streaming downpour of rain,
Would I find respite at the spring of dignified life
and the fluttering banners and the crash of thunder:
Or in the fluttering of lightning and rumbling of thunder,
لأَنْتَyou indeed are صَباحُthe dawn of ظَلامِthe darkness of الخُطوبِcalamities
لأَنْتَ صَباحُ ظَلامِ الخُطوبِ
وكفُّكَand your hand مِفْتاحُthe key to بابِthe gate of السّعودْgood fortune
وكفُّكَ مِفْتاحُ بابِ السّعودْ
you are indeed the dawn amid the darkness of calamities,
You are the morning dispelling the gloom of misfortunes
and your hand is the key to the gate of good fortune.
And your palm is the key to the door of good fortune,
جَمالُكَyour beauty مَعْنىthe essence of جَمالِthe beauty of الوجودِexistence
جَمالُكَ مَعْنى جَمالِ الوجودِ
وبابُكَand your gate مغْنَىthe abode of مَضاءٍresolve وجُودْand generosity
وبابُكَ مغْنَى مَضاءٍ وجُودْ
Your beauty is the essence of existence's beauty,
Your beauty is the essence of the grace of existence
and your gate is the abode of resolve and generosity.
And your door is abundant illumination and generosity,
ورِضْوانُand Ridwan أعْظَمُthe greatest شَيْءٍthing يَدُلُّpoints
ورِضْوانُ أعْظَمُ شَيْءٍ يَدُلُّ
علىto أنّthat دارَكَyour abode دارُthe abode of الخُلودْeternity
على أنّ دارَكَ دارُ الخُلودْ
And Ridwan is the greatest sign
And being pleased with you is the greatest thing
that your abode is the abode of eternity.
Indicating your abode is the eternal realm,
أعَدْتَyou restored الخِلافَةَthe caliphate أنْوارَهاits lights
أعَدْتَ الخِلافَةَ أنْوارَها
سَواطِعُshining brightly منْfrom بُعْدِafter طولِthe long duration of الخُمودْextinction
سَواطِعُ منْ بُعْدِ طولِ الخُمودْ
You restored the caliphate's lights,
You have restored the caliphate and its lights
shining after being long extinguished.
Beaming after a long slumber,
وألّفْتَand you united بالعَدْلِthrough justice بيْنَamong القُلوبِthe hearts
وألّفْتَ بالعَدْلِ بيْنَ القُلوبِ
وفرّقْتَand you separated بينَbetween الظُّباthe sword-blades والغُمودْand the sheaths
وفرّقْتَ بينَ الظُّبا والغُمودْ
And through justice you brought hearts together,
And you have united hearts with justice
and parted sword-blades from their sheaths.
And separated the wolves from the sheep,
فهَزّso shook بكَthrough you الدّينُthe faith أعْطافَهُits flanks
فهَزّ بكَ الدّينُ أعْطافَهُ
كَماjust as اهْتزّswayed غُصْنُthe bough of الرِّياضِthe gardens المَجودْwatered by abundant rain
كَما اهْتزّ غُصْنُ الرِّياضِ المَجودْ
So through you the faith swayed its flanks,
So religion quaked for you
as a rain-watered garden bough swayed.
As a lush branch quivers,
إذاif كانَis مدْحُpraise of مُلوكِthe kings of الوَرىmankind
إذا كانَ مدْحُ مُلوكِ الوَرى
نِظاماًverse فمدْحُكَthen your praise بيْتُthe finest verse of القَصيدْthe poem
نِظاماً فمدْحُكَ بيْتُ القَصيدْ
If the praise of the kings of mankind
If praising earthly kings
is verse, then your praise is its crowning line.
Is a string of pearls, praising you is the heart of the ode,
ألَسْتَare you not منَof القومِthe people حازواacquired النّدىgenerosity
ألَسْتَ منَ القومِ حازوا النّدى
وخاضُواand they plunged الىtoward الرّوْعِbattle's terror بابَthe gate of الحَديدْiron
وخاضُوا الى الرّوْعِ بابَ الحَديدْ
Are you not of the people who made generosity their own,
Are you not among those who obtained dew
and plunged through the gate of iron into battle's terror,
And plunged into the dreadful with blades of steel,
وسَلّواand they unsheathed علَيْهِagainst it سُيوفاًswords تَسيلُflows
وسَلّوا علَيْهِ سُيوفاً تَسيلُ
علىover صَفْحَتَيْهاboth their faces دِماءُblood الوَريدْthe jugular vein
على صَفْحَتَيْها دِماءُ الوَريدْ
and unsheathed against it swords streaming
Brandishing swords that shed
with blood from the jugular vein over both their faces?
The blood of veins upon their surfaces?
Sol 6.1