يا مَن طلعتِ طلوعَ الشمس من فلكِ
إن كنتُ يوماً لشمسٍ عابداً فَلَكِ
O you who rose like the sun from the sky's orbit
If I was once a worshipper of any sun, it was your orbit
لو أَنصفوا وَجْهَكِ المَوْشِيَّ حُلّتُهُ
لعُطِّلَ الوشْيُ في الدُّنيا فلم يُحَكِ
If they did justice to your radiant, gentle face
Adornment would cease in this world, no longer interwoven
قد صدتِ قلبي بأصداغِ مشبكةٍ
صيغَتْ لصَيدِ قلوبِ النّاسِ كالشّبكِ
You captivated my heart with entangled ringlets
Molded to ensnare people's hearts like a net
أصبوا إليكِ ولي صَمْتٌ حُرمتُ بهِ
والصّمتُ للرزقِ منّاعٌ كذاك حُكي
They desire you while I am silenced, deprived of speech
And silence for sustenance is thus for us, as told
اللهَ فيَّ فسِتْري فيكِ مُنْهتِكٌ
وكان قبلَكِ سِتري غيرَ مُنْهتِكِ
God is concealed in me, yet in you torn open
Though before you my cover was not torn
على شِفاهِكِ دَيني وهْيَ تُمْطلني
فأبشري بغَريمٍ في الهوى محكِ
On your lips is my faith while you make me languish
So give me glad tidings of perdition in passion intertwined
فديتُ مَجْناكِ ما أَحلى مَذاقَتَهُ
كأنّهُ ريقُ نحلٍ شِيبَ بالمِسكِ
I ransom your soft mouth, how sweet is its taste!
As if it were bees' spittle aged with musk
فكم خَلستُ الجَنى منهُ على حَذَرٍ
من قَولِ واشٍ شديدِ اللّذعِ مُؤتفكِ
So how often I stole this honey stealthily
Fearing the harsh, biting words of a slanderer twisted
العفْوَ منكِ فقد وسْوستنِي شَغفاً
حتى تسلّطَ شيطاني على مَلَكي
Forgive me, for desire whispering seduced me
Until my devil overpowered my angel
ونمتِ ليلُكِ مَكّ الطّرفِ عن دَنِفٍ
باكٍ بطرفٍ غزيرٍ الدمعِ غير بكي
You slept a sleep that shed tears ceaselessly
Weeping with copious, incessant tears unlike my weeping
فباتَ أضْيعَ من لحمٍ على وضَمٍ
وظل أهْوَنَ من عظمٍ على ودكِ
So he passed the night more lost than flesh on ember
And remained more abased than bone on your cheek
ولهانَ جُنَّ فغنّتْه سلاسِلُهُ
يَمشي فتَلْهو به الصبيان في السكك
And fell, his chains singing him, dragging him
The boys play with him, walking the streets
هذي صفاتي وما أخنى عليَّ سوى
دهر بقرع صفاتي مغرمٍ سدِك
Such are my traits, and none knows my state
Except time, smiting my traits, enamored of your shut door
وسوف أدركُ آمالي ويَجْذبُني
بَخْتي إلى الدرج الأعلى من الدرَكِ
And soon I will attain my hopes, pulled
By fate to the highest rank of the stair
بيُمنِ خَتلغَ بَلكا سيِّدِ الوزرا ال
أَميرِ حقاً عميدِ الملك خواجَه بِكِ
By the good fortune of Khatlagh Balqa, lord of viziers
Truly leader, pillar of the kingdom, Khwaja Bik
ذاكَ الذي امتلكتْني بيضُ أنعُمِهِ
وليسَ يَحْظى برقِّي غيرُ مُمتلكي
He whose kindness' whiteness has possessed me
And none attains advancement but those he possesses
لولا عقيدةُ إيماني لما اتّجهتْ
إلا إليه صَلاتي لا ولا نسكي
Were it not for my faith, my prayers would turn
To none but him, neither my rites nor worship
كأن أخلاقَه من طيبِ نَفحتِها
نشرٌ يجودُ بهِ الروضُ المجُودُ ذكي
As if his morals were scented by his breath's perfume
Spreading fragrant, flowing, pure generosity
في كل ليلٍ له نارٌ على علم
شبّتْ لأشعثَ في الظّلماءِ مُرتبِكِ
Each night he has a beacon of knowledge
Lit for the unkempt in the dark, confused
جَداهُ مشتركٌ بينَ الوَرى ولَهُ
من السِّيادةِ حظٌّ غيرُ مُشترِكِ
His brow is shared between all people, and he has
A share of rule unlike any other's share
صاغَ الحُلى للعُلا أيامَ دَولتِهِ
حتىّ سلكنَ الشّوى منهنّ في مسكِ
He formed adornments for the exalted in his days of rule
That wrists slipping bangles of musk through them
فألبستْهُ ثيابَ المُلكِ ضافيةً
يدَا أبي طالبٍ طُغْرِلْ بِكِ المَلكِ
So Fate clothed him in the garb of kingship perfectly
The hand of Abu Talib - Toghril Bik, king indeed!
ففازَ منهُ بركنٍ غيرِ منُهدمٍ
عندَ الخطوبِ وحَبلٍ غيرِ مُنْبَتِكِ
And so he won from it an undestroyed pillar
In adversity, an unsevered rope
أقذى عيونَ أَعاديهم حسايِكُهُمْ
كأن أجفانَهم خِيطتْ على الحَسَك
His revenge gouged out his enemies' spying eyes
As if their lids were sewn upon hot coals
مباركٌ وجهُهُ في كلِّ مُجتَمَعٍ
مُشيّعٌ قلبُهُ في كلِّ مُعْتركِ
Blessed is his face in every gathering
His heart escorted in every battlefield
لم يَعْرَ رأسُ قناً إلاّ وعمّمَهُ
برأسِ ذي أشَرٍ في الغيّ مُنْهمكِ
No head donned a helmet but he covered it
With the head of a lion in the thick, embroiled fray
فإنْ عَفا غض جَفْنيْ ساكِنٍ وَقِرٍ
وإنْ جَفا جر ذيلَ قُلْقُلٍ حَرِكِ
If he forgives, he lowers a still, calm eyelid
And if he is harsh, he drags the train of a stirring temper
وإنْ تَحلّبَ دَرّ النّقسِ في يده
فالطِّرسُ دُرْجٌ لدُرِّ منهُ مُنسلكِ
And if he milks bitterness into his hand
Gall is a robe for the pearl from him interlaced
وإنْ أفاضَ على العافينَ نائلُهُ
أَرواهُمُ بغمامٍ منهُ مُنْسفكِ
And if his palm rains on the healthy
He saturates them with a cloud pouring from him
يا مَن إذا طارَ ممتاحٌ بساحَتهِ
تلقّطَ الحبَّ في أمنٍ منَ الشّرَكِ
O you, if an auspicious bird circles in his courtyard
He picks up love safely, free of any partnership
بك استقلَّ ذبابُ الخصبِ في حَلَكي
وراقَ سَمعي خريرُ الماءِ في برَكِ
With you, the flies of fertility took shelter in my throat
And my hearing relished the gurgling of water in the pool
لمّا أنختُ بَعيري في ذراكَ ضُحىً
ناديتُ باركَ فيكَ اللهُ فابْتركِ
When I slowed my camel at your place at dawn
I called, may God bless you, so choose
أسبغْ عليَّ سجالَ العُرفِ أرْوَ بها
وأعطني عروةَ الإحسانِ أَمتسكِ
Bestow on me the mantle of convention, let it quench me
And give me the handhold of kindness, let me cling to it
وخُذْ مُحجّلةً غراءَ ما اكْتَحلتْ
بمثلها مُقلتا غرٍّ ومُحْتنكِ
Take kohl, the best darkener, that no eyes
Have been lined with its like, intense blackness and ink
ولا تظنَّ سواها مثلَها فلَكَمْ
بينَ السَّماكِ إذا مَيزَّتَ والسّمكِ
Think none else comparable, though many
Appear similar when you distinguish the fish from fish
شعرٌ تديّرَ بالغَبراءِ مُنشئهُ
وقدرُهُ مُعتلٍ في ذرْوةِ الفَلَكِ
Poetry molded by its composer into something special
Though its quality is lofty at the sky's pinnacle
فالطبعُ صائغُ حَلْيٍ من سبائكهِ
وأنتَ ناقدُ تبرٍ منهُ مُنْسبكِ
Nature is the caster of jewelry with its metals
And you the assayer of ingots from it unraveled