وَقَد أَلحَقَ التَطاوِنيّ مُحَمَّدٌ
خَلائِفَ جاءَت بَعدَ هَذا المُعَظَّمِ
Muhammad al-Tawani has ascribed
Successors who came after this exalted one
فَقالَ وَلَم يَلحَق بِقَولِهِ شأوَ مَن
مَقالُهُ فيهِم كالجُمانِ المُنَظَّمِ
Saying, his words about them contained no ill,
Like well-arranged pearls on a string
أَتى بَعدَهُ عَبدُ العَزيز وَيا لَهُ
إِماماً حَوى بِالعِزِّ فَضلَ التَقَدُّمِ
After him came Abdel Aziz - what a leader!
The imam who excelled in honor and precedent
أَتى قُبَّةَ الإِسلام وَهيَ عَلى شَفا
يَقولُ أَيا داراً لِمَيَّة فاِسلَمِ
He came to the dome of Islam while it was on the brink
Saying "O house of Mayya, submit!"
بَدا أَمرُهُ مِن حَيثُ ما كانَ صنوهُ
إِلَيهِ اِنتَهى بِالحَزمِ وَالعَزمِ فاِعلَمِ
His command emerged from where it had been preserved
To him it came with resolve and determination, know
أَعَدَّ مِنَ الأَجنادِ وَالعُدَدِ الَّتي
تَجَرَّعَ فيها الروسُ كيسانَ عَلقَمِ
He prepared armies and equipment with which
The Russians would drink bitter poison
وَلَكِن لأمرٍ شاءَهُ اللَهُ خَلقَهُ
سَرى لَهُ في جُنحٍ مِنَ اللَيلِ مُظلِمِ
But by God's will which created it
Fate flowed to him on dark wings of night
فَساقوهُ سَوقاً وَالسَماءُ تَجودُهُ
فمنهل مزن وَالمَحاجِر بالدم
So they took him away forcibly while the sky mourned him
And blood flowed from Minhal and stones
وَقامَ مُرادُ الخَلقِ بَعدَهُ لِلَّتي
مَرامُها شأنُ كُلّ خِرقٍ مُعَمَّمِ
After him came Murad, for whom
The goal was the way of every veiled fanatic
وَلَكِن مُرادُ الحَقِّ بَيَّنَ عَجزَهُ
فَعوضَ مِن عَبدِ الحَميدِ بِضَيغَم
But the will of Truth showed his incapacity
And replaced him with Abdelhamid Digham
بِلَيثٍ هَصورٍ لا يُبالي بِمَن عَدا
حَوالَيهِ مِن ذِئبٍ وَكَلبٍ مُذَمَّمِ
With a snarling lion who cared not
For the wolves and dogs surrounding him
فَوَجَّهَ نَحوَ الروسِ وَجهَ اِهتمامِهِ
يَجُرُّ خَضَمّاً مِن خَميسٍ عَرَمرَمِ
He turned his attention to face the Russians
Dragging a fierce, unsheathed sword
وَلَكِن لٍسوءِ الحَظِّ خانَت ثَقاتُهُ
فَأَصبَحَ صُلحُ الروسِ أَجزَلَ مَغنَمِ
But by ill fate, those he trusted betrayed him
And the Russian peace became a great prize
وَيا رُبّ صُلحٍ هوَ لِلحَرب عُدّةٌ
كَما اِغتَرَّ ذو ضِغَنٍ بِبادي التَبَسُّمِ
By God, that peace was preparation for war
As the scornful are deceived by a smiling face
لأَمرٍ قَصيرٌ ما تَعَمَّدَ جَدعَه
لأنفٍ أَشَمَّ لا يُسامُ بِمَرغَم
For a trivial reason he severed ties
With a proud nose too lofty to be led
بِهِ اِستَعزَلَ الزباءَ وَهيَ أَعَزّ مِن
أَعَزِّ عَزيزٍ كانَ لِلعِزِّ يَنتَمي
He isolated himself from the glorious ones
More glorious than any honorable man
فجرعها كأسَ الرَدى فَصّ خاتَمٍ
وَلَم يُغنِها قَرعٌ لِسِنِّ التنَدّم
He made them drink the cup of humiliation
No banging on the teeth of regret helped them
كَذاكَ نَرى الروسي إِن شاءَ رَبُّنا
يَخِرّ صَريعاً لِليَدَينِ وَلِلفَمِ
So we hope, if our Lord wills
The Russian will fall, slain by hands and mouths
