صرَفَ الوجْدُ نحو قلبي عِنانَهْ

مُعْمِلٌ فيهِ سيْفَهُ وسِنانَهْ

Passion turned its reins towards my heart

Making its sword and teeth work there

والِهاً قد جَفاهُ دمْعُ جُفوني

حينَ أبْدى غرامَهُ وأبانَهْ

A wounded love whose tears from my eyes had dried

When it showed its passion and made it clear

ما لِقَلْبي وجيرةَ الحيّ لمّا

أتْلَفوهُ وأصْبَحوا سُكّانَهْ

What is it to my heart, the neighborhood of the living, when

They befriended it and became its settlers

ولمُغرىً بحبّهم حينَ أمْسى

ساهِرَ الجَفْنِ بعْدهُمْ يَقظانَهْ

And passion for their love when it became

Sleepless of eyelid after them, awake

وبرَبْعِ الحِمى غَداة اسْتَقلّوا

طَلَلٌ بَثّ عندهُ أشجانَهْ

And in the morning after they left

There are ruins at it which mourned their departure

ما لَهُ والوقوفَ طوْعَ هَواهُ

برسومٍ قد أنكَرَتْ عِرْفانَهْ

It has no patience standing still to its passion

With customs it had rejected and did not recognize

والتي هامَ في صِفاتِ حُلاها

قد جَفا النوْمُ بعْدَها أجْفانَهْ

And she who I was passionate about her glamorous traits

Sleep has abandoned me since she left

ذهبَتْ كلَّ مذْهَبٍ في هَواها

بفؤادٍ لا يَرْتَجي سُلوانَهْ

She left in every way in her love

With a heart that does not expect its happiness to return

أينَ منها بدْرُ الدُجَى إنْ تجلّتْ

وهوَ يخشَى في أفْقِه نقْصانَهْ

Where is the full moon of night when it appears

While he fears its loss in his horizon

لحظةُ الظّبْي في شَذا الزّهْرِ طِيباً

في سَنا الشّمسِ في انعِطاف الْبانَهْ

The gazelle's glance in the blossoms' beauty

In the brilliance of the sun at its setting

أيْنَ يا راكِبَ المَطيّةِ تبغي

دونَك الحيَّ فاتّبِعْ رُكْبانَهْ

Where are you heading, rider of the swift she-camel

Beyond you is life, so follow its caravans

أيَضِلُّ الرّكْبُ اليمانيُّ قَصْداً

وسَنا البرْق قدْ هَدَى أظْعانَهْ

Does the Yemeni caravan get lost on purpose

While the lightning has guided its pillars

ورياضٍ جالَ النّسيمُ لديْه

فثَنى فيه للّقا أغْصانَهْ

And gardens the breeze wandered in

So it bent its branches over to meet it

وأدارَتْ كأسُ السّحابِ مُداماً

ردّد الطيْرُ عندَها ألْحانَهْ

And the cup of clouds served wine

So the birds reiterated their melodies

ما لغُصْنِ النّوى وقد مالَ زهْواً

لوْ أقامَتْ ريحُ الصَّبا نَشْوانَهْ

What is it to the bending sprig of basil

If the breeze of morning would straighten it

أتُرَى السحْبُ أمْ دموعيَ جادتْ

ريّةً فانثَنَتْ بِها ريّانَهْ

Are they clouds or are they my tears that flowed

Abundantly so its rivers bent over

لا ولكن جودُ الخليفَة لمّا

جادها أمْسكَ الحَيا هتّانَهْ

No but it is the Caliph's generosity when

He bestowed them, so life held its reins back

ثمَّ وافَى أُمَّ البِلادِ مُعيداً

بِنداهُ لعَهْدِها ريْحانَهْ

Then he reached the mother of cities returning

With his call, its basil to its promise

ساجَلَ الغيْثُ إذْ أتاها نَداهُ

فثنى حين لمْ يُطِقْهُ عِنانَهْ

The rain competed when its call came to it

So it bent when it could not rein it in

وتوارتْ شمسُ الضحى إذ تبدّتْ

شمسُ مَرْآهُ فذّةً حُسّانَهْ

And the sun of daybreak disappeared when

The sun of his mirror appeared, wonderfully beautiful

حسدَ البدْرُ والغَمامُ سَناءً

وسنىً نورَ وجهه وبَنانَهْ

The moon and clouds envied its brilliance

And the light of his face and shine

قد قضيْنا أوْطارَنا عندَما قدْ

حلّ موْلَى مُلوكِها أوْطانَهْ

We fulfilled our abodes when the Master of Kings

Settled his abodes

واصلَ الرّبْعَ وهْوَ أشْوَقُ شيءٍ

للِّقا بعْدَ أن أرى هِجْرانَهْ

And I reached the dwellings, most passionate thing

To meet after seeing its abandonment

كمْ عُيونٍ تشوّفَتْ للِقاهُ

وقلوبٍ مَشوقَةٍ هَيْمانَهْ

How many eyes longed to meet him

And passionate hearts, confused

مَنْ يُضاهي في الأرضِ يوسُفَ مَوْلىً

قد خبَرْنا تمْكينَهُ ومكانَهْ

Who can equal Joseph, the Master

We knew his empowerment and status

من يُضاهِيه يوسُفيَّ خِلالٍ

بيْنَ دُنْيا أعظِمْ بِها ودِيانَهْ

Who can equal him, Josephic traits

Between a world he made greatest through justice

يوسُفُ الصَّدْق مُعْجِبٌ بينَ وصْفَيْ

حجّتَيْهِ إنابَةً وإبانَهْ

Joseph of honesty, wondrous between my praise

His two arguments being repentance and elucidation

لعُلاهُ في الغَيْبِ سرٌّ عجيبٌ

كلّ مَلْكٍ يبْدي لهُ إذْعانَهْ

His supremacy in the unknown is an amazing secret

Every king shows submission to him

فالشقيُّ الذي اعتدَى قبْلَ هذا

قرَّب الدهْرُ حتفَهُ وأحانَهْ

So the wretched one who transgressed before this

Time brought his death near and made it easy

ألمَوْلى الملوكِ شرْقاً وغرْباً

يوسُفٍ يظهِرُ امْرؤٌ عِصْيانَهْ

Does the Master of Kings, in East and West

Have anyone show him disobedience like Joseph

كانَ حلفَ النجاةِ لوْ قد أتاهُ

راجياً منهُ لطْفَهُ وحَنانَهْ

It would have been an oath of salvation had he come to him

Seeking his kindness and affection from him

ووليُّ الضّلالِ والبغْي لمّا

أن غَدا وهْوَ مُظْهِرٌ طغْيانَهْ

But the guardian of misguidance and aggression when

He came in the morning showing his tyranny

ظاهَرَ الكافِرين واعتزّ حتّى

أظهرَ الحقُّ والهُدَى بُرْهانَهْ

Supporting the disbelievers and becoming arrogant until

The truth and guidance revealed its proof

لكأني بهِ وقدْ خاب سَعْياً

وجَلَتْ دعوةُ الرّدى بُهْتانَهْ

It is as if I see him failing

And the call of evil exposed as lies

وسُيوفُ الهُدَى تُحَكّمُ فيهِ

قد أحانتْهُ كيفَ شاءتْ مكانَهْ

Seizures that terrified and drenched the land in blood

When they came upon his side and soul

ولسانُ الزّمانِ ينشِدُ لمّا

أعْدمَ اللهُ في الورى وِجْدانَهْ

Or did they not know that the son of Nasr

Joseph, his palm has stopped their transgression

سُمْتَ أهْلَ الغرورِ منهُمْ نكالاً

وخَبالاً وذِلّةً وإهانَهْ

The kings hopes are dashed unless

He expects his reckoning and kindness from him

لمْ يَزالوا للغدْرِ والمكْرِ أهْلاً

وهَواهُمْ قد أصْبَحوا عُبْدانَهْ

Perhaps good fortune would let down its gifts

If he meets good favor from the fortunate one

كان فيهمْ عُثْمانُهُم وهْوَ منهُمْ

فأباحُوا حِماهُ بلْ سُكّانَهْ

And he would clarify for him the sweetest drinks of favor

And bring him near, endowing him favor and gratitude

والطّريفيُّ عبْدُهُ عبْدُ سَوْءٍ

جمعَ اللُّؤمَ والخَنى والخِيانَهْ

May God take from him wicked despicable

Follower in his misguidance, demon

سار منْ قبلُ للجَحيمِ بَشيراً

مُخبِراً أنّ بَعْدَهُ إتْيانَهْ

He openly shows, along with aggression and betrayal, his

Flowing with evil, treachery, and defiance

أخْذَةٌ روّعَتْ وبالدّمِ روّتْ

حين وافَتْ جَنابَهُ وجَنانَهْ

Insisting on opposition, and he knows

That whoever betrays him will not succeed

أوَ لمْ يعْلَموا بأنّ ابْنَ نَصْرٍ

يوسُفاً كفُّهُ كفَتْ عُدْوانَهْ

He left the kingdom, domains, and possessions he had

And everything else he hoarded and protected

خاب قصْدُ الملوكِ إن لم تؤمِّلْ

منهُ إحْسابَهُ ولا إحْسانَهْ

As if the fortunate one inherits what they had

Revealed or secretly concealed

ربّما حلّتِ السُعودُ حُباها

لو تلقّى منَ السّعيدِ أمانَهْ

As if the fortunate one, your intention

Helped him, preparing his lands

ولأصْفَى له مشارِبَ نعْما

هُ وأوْلاهُ فضْلَهُ وامْتِنانَهْ

Established his rule through righteousness until

It raised him and erected his pillars

أخذ اللهُ منهُ خَبّاً لَئيماً

تابعاً في ضَلالِه شَيْطانَهْ

The fortunate one succeeded the pinnacle of glory

For he is your eye and became your human

وهْوَ يُبْدي على مُظاهَرة الكفْ

رِ معَ البَغْي والخَنى جَرَيانَهْ

Through you he came to rule submissive to his hands

When you raised him to the highest status

يتَمادى على الخِلافِ ويَدْري

أنهُ غيْرُ مُفلِحٍ مَنْ خانَهْ

He runs the swords in the blood of his enemies

To quench their thirst in an ocean

تركَ المُلك والمَمالِكَ والما

لَ لديْهِ وكُلَّ عِلْقٍ صانَهْ

The west is in your hands, an open field

The followers of guidance filled its battlefield

وكأنْ بالسّعيدِ وارِثَ ما قدْ

أظهَروهُ أو أضمَروا كِتْمانَهْ

So congratulations on supporting the religion with a kingdom

Surpassing the pride of Mansur and his Marwan

وكأنْ بالسّعيدِ قد ساعَدَتْهُ

نيّةٌ منكَ مهّدت بُلْدانَهْ

If a Caesar came he would fall short of him

And Kisra would cast his crown to him

أسّسَتْ مُلكَهُ على البرِّ حتّى

أصْعَدَتْهُ وشيّدتْ أرْكانَهْ

And congratulations on the arrival of glory, you who

Dressed glory, donning its vestments

حلّ منهُ السّعيدُ ذِرْوَةَ عزٍّ

فهوَ عيْنٌ وقد غَدا إنسانَهْ

And congratulations, for the ships have come

While coaxed and willing in obedience

بكَ أضْحى والمُلْكُ طوْعُ يَديْهِ

حيثُ رقّيتَهُ لأعْلى مكانَهْ

And the page of the seas wrote congratulations

Rubbing their eyelids with its own

يورِدُ السّيفَ في دِماءِ عِداهُ

فيُروّي في بَحْرِه ظَمْآنَهْ

He who brought the good news from it

God raised his status among nobles

إنما الغَرْبُ في يديْكَ مجالٌ

ملأتْ شيعةُ الهُدى مَيدانَهْ

The wind takes from his appearance but refuses

To compete with its blowing current

فتهنّأْ يا ناصِرَ الدّين مُلكاً

فاقَ منصورَهُ شأَى مروانَهْ

If we sacrificed our souls it would be insignificant

For what he brought and made clear

لوْ أتَى قيصَرٌ لقَصّرَ عنْهُ

ولألْقى كِسْرَى لهُ تيجانَهْ

And congratulations before that on an opening

Time brought near its time and moment

وهَنيئاً بمَقْدَمِ العزِّ يا مَنْ

ألْبَسَ العِزَّ مُضْفِياً أرْدانَهْ

Do not ask about another, for Mount Victory will come

Following it carrying its banner

وهنيئاً بها سَوابحَ تأتي

وهْيَ بيْن اسْتِمالَةٍ واستِكانَهْ

You know, and poetry most honest

What made the Chosen One compose his praise

وحَكتْ صفْحةُ البِحارِ مُحَيّاً

فيه تُلْفي أجفانُها أجْفانَهْ

None besides my Master, from my poems, have

Beauty and adornments, temptation its index

والذي جاء بالبِشارةِ منْها

رفَعَ اللهُ في الشّوانيِّ شانهْ

It flows with praise of you, elucidation

The horizon of poetry, its comets appearing

تأخُذُ الرّيحُ عنْ حُلاهُ وتأبى

أن تُباري هُبوبُها جَريانَهْ

I am a servant whom your favors fed until

Raising his worth with you and status

لوْ بذلنا النّفوسَ كان قَليلاً

للذي قدْ أتَى بهِ وأبانَهْ

A blessing from you to me that Nidhami

Is a flower, customs shine in its garden

وتهنّأْ منْ قَبْلِ ذلك فتحاً

قرّبَ الدّهْرُ وقتَه وأوانَهْ

How can goodness of praise be fulfilled for you

Through which God sends down its distinction

لا تَسَلْ عنْ سِواهُ إذ سوفَ تُلْفِي

جبلَ الفتحِ تابعاً شمَّانَهْ

May you remain, and victory at your door a riding beast

Pulling good fortune towards it its reins

قد علِمْتُمْ والشِّعْرُ أصْدقُ فالاً

ما دَعا المُصْطَفى لهُ حسّانَهْ

دونَ مَوْلايَ من نِظامِيَ خَوْداً

فذّةَ الحُسْنِ والحُلَى فتّانَهْ

راقَ منها بالمَدْحِ فيكَ بَيانٌ

أفُقُ الطّرْسِ مُطْلِعٌ شُهْبانَهْ

أنا عبْدٌ غذَتْهُ نُعْماكَ حتّى

رفَعَتْ قدْرَهُ لديْكَ وشانَهْ

نِعمةٌ منكَ لِي بأنّ نِظامي

زَهَرٌ تجتَلي النُهَى بسْتانَهْ

أيُوَفَّى عليْكَ حُسْنُ ثَناءٍ

وبهِ اللهُ مُنزِلٌ فُرْقانَهْ

دُمْتَ والنّصْرُ عِند بابِكَ ركْبٌ

يجذُبُ السّعْدُ نحوَهُ أرْسانَهْ