1. لمن الكتائبُ في العَجاج الأَكدَرِ

    يَخطُرنَ في زَردِ الحَديدِ الأَخضرِ

    Whose are the battalions in the murky dust,

    Striding proudly in mail of green-hued iron?

  2. ضَربت عليهنَّ الرِماحُ سُرادِقاً

    دُعِمت بساعد كُلِّ شَهمٍ أَصعَرِ

    The spears have pitched a pavilion over them,

    Supported by the forearm of every proud, valiant man.

  3. وَالبيضُ تَلمَعُ في القتام كأَنَّها

    لَمعُ البوارِقِ في رُكامِ كَنَهوَرِ

    And the bright swords flash through the dust, as though they were

    Flashes of lightning in a towering mass of cloud.

  4. وَصَليلُ وَقعِ المرهفاتِ كأَنَّه

    رَعدٌ يُجَلجِلُ في أَجشَّ مُزمجِرِ

    And the clang of the keen blades' blows is like

    Thunder pealing in a hoarse, rumbling cloud.

  5. وَالرايَةُ الحَمراءُ يَخفِقُ ظِلُّها

    يَهفو عليها كُلُّ لَيثٍ مُزئِرِ

    And the red banner's shadow flutters;

    Every roaring lion hastens eagerly toward it.

  6. وَالخَيلُ قد حَملَت على صَهَواتِها

    من كُلِّ أَصيَدَ باسلٍ ذي مغفرِ

    And the horses have borne upon their backs

    Many a proud, valiant, helmeted warrior,

  7. مُتسربلٍ بالقَلب فوقَ دِلاصِه

    متلثِّمٍ بالنَقع لَمّا يُسفِرِ

    Clothed in courage over his gleaming mail,

    Veiled in dust, not yet revealing his face.

  8. في مَوقفٍ كسَف الظَهيرَةَ نقعُه

    فأَضاءَها بشرُوقِ وَجهٍ مُقمرِ

    On a battlefield whose dust eclipsed the noonday,

    He lit it with the rising of a moon-bright face.

  9. يَختالُ في حَلَق الدِلاصِ كأَنَّه

    يَختالُ منها في مُفَوَّف عَبقري

    He struts within the rings of mail, as though

    He strutted instead in exquisite, striped brocade.

  10. من فتيةٍ أَلِفوا الأَسنَّة وَالقَنا

    فقِبابهم قصبُ الوَشيج الأَسمَرِ

    Among young warriors familiar with spearheads and shafts,

    Whose pavilions are shafts of dark-brown spear-cane.

  11. يَقرونَ بيضَهمُ الرِقابَ ويُنهلوا

    زُرقَ الأَسنَّة من نَجيعٍ أَحمَرِ

    They feast their bright swords on necks, and give

    Their blue spearheads draughts of crimson blood.

  12. شادوا عمادَهم بكلِّ مثقَّفٍ

    لَدنٍ ومجدَهم بكلِّ مُشهِّرِ

    They raised their pillars with every straightened spear,

    Supple, and their glory with every brandished sword.

  13. حلّوا من العَلياء قمَّة رأسِها

    وحووا بسالةَ أَكبرٍ عن أَكبَرِ

    They settled on the very crown of eminence,

    And inherited valor from forebear after forebear.

  14. مَن مِنهمُ الملكُ المَهيبُ إذا بَدا

    خضعَت له ذُلّاً رِقابُ الأَعصرِ

    Who among them is the awe-inspiring king? When he appears,

    The necks of the ages bow before him in abasement.

  15. فَخرُ المَفاخِر والمآثِر والجحا

    فِل وَالمَحافِل والعُلى والمِنبرِ

    The pride of glories, noble deeds, and battle-

    hosts, assemblies, high rank, and the pulpit;

  16. القائدُ الجيش العرمرم مُعلَماً

    مِن كُلِّ لَيثٍ ذي بَراثِنَ قَسورِ

    Who leads the vast army, bearing battle insignia,

    Made up of fierce lions, each armed with claws;

  17. السائقُ الجُردَ المَذاكى شُزَّباً

    تَخطو وَتَخطرُ بالرِماح الخُطَّرِ

    Who drives sleek, full-grown horses, lean-flanked,

    Stepping and prancing with swaying spears;

  18. الفالقُ الهامات في يوم الوَغى

    وَالسمرُ بين مُحطَّمٍ وَمكسَّرِ

    Who splits skulls on the day of battle,

    While the brown spears are shattered and broken;

  19. الشامخُ النَسبين بين ذَوي العُلى

    وَالباذِخُ الحسبين يَومَ المفخرِ

    Lofty in both lineages among those of high rank,

    And towering in both ancestral honors on the day of boasting;

  20. الواهبُ البَدرات يتبعها النَدى

    مِن جوده بسحاب تِبرٍ مُمطرِ

    He gives purses of coin, and bounty follows them,

    From his generosity, in a cloud raining gold dust.

  21. يَجلو دُجى الآمال منه بنائِلٍ

    متلألئٍ وَبوجه جودٍ مُسفرِ

    He dispels the darkness of hopes with his bounty,

    Glittering, and with generosity's radiant face.

  22. وَلكم جلا رَهجَ القتامِ بباترٍ

    متأَلِّقٍ وَسنانِ أَسمر سَمهَري

    And how often he cleared the swirling dust with a cutting blade,

    Flashing, and with the point of a stout, brown spear.

  23. ملِكٌ إذا ما جاد يوماً أَو سَطا

    فالخلقُ بين مُمَلَّكٍ ومعفَّرِ

    A king who, if ever he bestows or strikes,

    Makes men kings or casts them into the dust.

  24. من دَوحةِ المَجدِ الرَفيعِ عمادُهُ

    وَالفَرعُ يُعرب عَن زكيِّ العُنصرِ

    He comes from the tree of glory, whose pillar towers high;

    And the branch reveals the purity of its stock.

  25. ما يَنقَضي يَوماً شَهيرُ نَوالِه

    إِلّا وأَتبعه بآخرَ أَشهرِ

    No famed gift of his ever passes

    Without his following it with another more renowned.

  26. هَذا الَّذي صَدعَ القلوبَ مهابةً

    وأَذلَّ كلَّ عملَّسٍ وغَضَنفَرِ

    This is he who split hearts with awe,

    And humbled every fierce wolf and mighty lion.

  27. هَذا الَّذي غَمرَ الأَنامَ سَماحةً

    من جودِه الطامي الجَليلِ الأَبهَرِ

    This is he who flooded mankind with generosity,

    From his surging, majestic, dazzling bounty.

  28. هَذا الَّذي حازَ المَعالي قُعَّساً

    وَسِواه يلطمُ خدَّ حَزنٍ أَقفَرِ

    This is he who attained the unassailable heights,

    While others slap the cheek of a desolate wilderness.

  29. هَذا نظامُ الدين واِبنُ نظامه

    نَسَبٌ يؤولُ إِلى النَبيِّ الأَطهَرِ

    This is Nizam al-Din, and the son of the Faith's Nizam,

    A lineage leading back to the purest Prophet.

  30. لمعَت أَسِرَّةُ نوره في وجهه

    فاِزورَّ عنها كُلُّ لَحظٍ أَخزَرِ

    The traces of his light gleamed upon his face,

    So every hostile, sidelong glance turned away from them.

  31. يَجلو لَنا من حلمه في حَزمِه

    أَخلاقَ أَحمدَ في بسالة حيدَرِ

    In his forbearance amid his firmness, he shows us

    The character of Ahmad in the valor of Haydar.

  32. بَينا تَراه مُصَدَّراً في رَسته

    ملِكاً تَراهُ فَوقَ صَهوة أَشقَرِ

    One moment you see him presiding in his place of honor,

    A king; the next you see him on a chestnut steed's back.

  33. أَربيبَ حجر المكرُمات ورَبّها

    وَرَضيعَ ثدي العارض المُتَعَنجرِ

    O fosterling in noble deeds' lap, and their lord,

    And suckling at the breast of the overflowing raincloud!

  34. لِلَّه جدُّكَ أَيُّ مَجدٍ حُزتَه

    فَشأوتَ كُلَّ مقدَّم ومؤخَّرِ

    God bless your fortune! What glory you have won,

    Outstripping all, the foremost and the hindmost.

  35. أَنتَ الَّذي أَحرَزتَ كلَّ فَضيلَةٍ

    وَوردتَ بحرَ الفضل غير مُكدَّرِ

    You are the one who has won every virtue,

    And reached the sea of excellence, unsullied.

  36. ظَمئت أَمانيُّ الرِجال لَدى العُلى

    فوردتَ منهلَها وَلَمّا تَصدُرِ

    Men's aspirations thirsted at the heights,

    So you reached their watering-place and have not yet departed.

  37. وَإليكها غَرّاءَ قد أَبرَزتُها

    تُجلى بشكرَك في نَديِّ المحضرِ

    And here it is for you, radiant; I have brought it forth,

    Unveiled in thanks to you before the assembled company.

  38. أَحكَمتُ نظمَ قَريضها فَتَناسقَت

    كالعِقد يَزهو في مُقلَّد جُؤذَرِ

    I perfected the stringing of its verse, and it fell into harmony,

    Like a necklace gleaming on a wild-cow calf's neck.

  39. يَذكو بمدحك نشرُها فكأَنَّني

    أَذكيتُها منه بمِسكٍ أَذفَرٍ

    Its fragrance grows stronger with praise of you, as though I

    Had heightened it with pungent musk from that praise.

  40. ما ضاعَ نشرُ ثنائِها في مَجلسٍ

    إِلّا تفتَّق عن ذَكيِّ العنبَرِ

    Never does the fragrance of its praise waft through a gathering

    Without unfolding the rich scent of ambergris.

  41. واِسلم على دَرَج المَعالي راقياً

    بأَجلِّ أَخبارٍ وأَصدَقِ مخبَرِ

    And remain safe, ascending the steps of eminence,

    With the noblest renown and the truest inward worth.