هَذا المُصَلَّى وَهَذِهِ الكُثُبُ
بِمِثْلِ هَذَا يَهُزُّكَ الطَّرَبُ
This mosque and these dunes
With the like of this, ecstasy shakes you
فَالْحَيُّ قَدْ شُرِعَتْ مَضَرِبُهُ
وَحُسْنُهُ عَنْهُ زَالتِ الحُجُبُ
So the living one, his dwelling was made
And his beauty, the veils moved away from him
وَكُلُّ صَبٍّ صَبَا لِسَاكِنِهِ
يَسْجُدُ شَوْقاً لَهُ وَيَقْترِبُ
And every youth who grew up in its abode
Bows down longing for it and moves nearer
أَنِخْ مَطَايَاكَ عِنْدَ رَبْعِهُمُوُ
كَيْ لاَ تَطَاكَ الرِّحَالُ والنُجُبُ
Unload your burdens at their dwellings
Lest the saddlebags and luggage burden you
وَاسْعِ عَلى الجَفنِ خَاضِعاً فَعَسى
يَشْفَعُ فِيكَ الخُضُوعُ وَالأَدَبُ
And spread humbly on the eyelid, hopefully
Meekness and propriety will intercede for you
وَارْجِ قِرَاهُمْ إِذَا نَزَلْتَ بِهِمْ
فَأَنْتَ ضَيْفٌ لَهُمْ وَهُمْ عُرُبُ
Ask to visit their homes when you descend among them
For you are their guest and they are bedouins
وَاسْجُدْ لَهُمْ وَاْقَتَرِبْ فَعَاشِقُهُمْ
يَسْجُدُ شَوْقاً لهُمْ وَيَقْتَرِبُ
And bow to them and draw near, for their lovers
Bow down longing for them and move nearer
عِنْدِي لَكُمْ يَا أُهَيْلَ كَاظِمَةٍ
أَسْرَارُ وجْدٍ حَديثُهَا عَجَبُ
For you O people of the silent Kadhimah
I have secrets of passion, its narration is wondrous
أَرَى بِكُم خَاطِري يُلاحِظُنيِ
مِنْ أَيْنَ هَذَا الإِخَاءُ وَالنَّسَبُ
I see my thoughts observing me
Whence this brotherhood and lineage?
وَإنْ تَشَوَّقْتَكُمْ بَعَثْتُ لَكُمْ
كُتْبَ غَرَامِي وَمِنْكُمُ الكُتُبُ
And if you longed for them, I sent to you
My books of passion and from you the books
وَأَشْرَبُ الرَّاح حِينَ أَشْرَبُهَا
صِرْفاً وَأَصْحُو بِهَا فَمَا السَّبَبُ
And I drink the wine when I drink it
Pure and awake with it, so what is the cause?
خَمْرَتُهَا مِنْ دَمي وَعَاصِرُهَا
ذَاتي وَمِن أَدْمُعِي لَهَا الحَبَبُ
Its wine is of my blood, and its presser
Is my essence, and its raisins are of my tears
إنْ كُنْتُ أَصْحُو بِشُرْبِهَا فَلَقَدْ
عَرْبَدَ قَوْمُ بِهَا وَمَا شَرِبُوا
If I awake by drinking it, the people indeed
Became drunk with it though they did not drink
هِيَ النَّعِيمُ المُقِيمُ في خَلَدِي
وَإِنْ غَدَتْ في الكُؤوُسِ تَلْتَهِبُ
It is the lasting bliss in my eternity
And if it burns in cups, it flames
فَغَنِّ لي إِنْ سَقَيْتَ يَا أَمَلي
بِاسْمِ التَّي بي عَليَّ تَحْتَجِبُ
So sing to me if you quenched my hopes
In the name of her who hides from me