هَنيئاً هيَ الآمالُ حيّتْ بنُجْحِها

بَشائِرُها لاحَتْ أشِعّةُ صُبْحِها

Congratulations, here are the hopes that have been fulfilled by their success,

Its glad tidings shone with the rays of its dawn,

وإلا فما بالُ المجرّةِ قد غدَتْ

تَفَتَّحُ زَهْرُ الزُّهْرِ في روضِ جُنْحِها

Otherwise why has the galaxy become illuminated,

The flowers of flowers bloom in the meadow of its wing,

وما لطُيورِ اليُمْنِ قد سنَحَتْ ضُحىً

وراقَ على الأفْنانِ ترْديدُ صَدْحِها

And why have the birds of Yemen cooed at dawn,

And the melodies echoed beautifully over the treetops,

وما للنّسيمِ اللّدْنِ يُذْكى كأنّهُ

يُخيّمُ في بانِ الخِيامِ وطَلْحِها

And why has the gentle breeze been ignited as if

It is hovering over the tents and their peaks,

وما ذاكَ إلا أن تطلّعَ نيّرٌ

ملامِحُهُ تبْأى البُدورُ بلمْحِها

That is only because a brilliant light has shone,

Its features make the full moons shy with its glance,

أثارَتْ بهِ الأقْطارُ لمّا غَدا بها

لتأميلِ أهْليها وتأمين سرْحِها

It has stirred the regions when it came to them,

For the purpose of beautifying its people and securing their pasture,

فنورُ الهُدَى لم يحتَجِبْ عندَما بَدا

ونارُ القِرى لم تَخْبُ منْ بعْدِ قدْحِها

So the light of guidance did not disappear when it appeared,

And the fire of battles did not die down after its kindling,

كأنّي بهِ يُعْلي مَعالمَ للنّدى

تُصرِّحُ جدْواهُ بإعْلاءِ صرْحِها

It is as if it raises the landmarks of dew,

Its generosity states the elevation of its pavilion,

كأني به والكفُّ منهُ غَمامةٌ

تَجودُ لدى منْعِ الزّمانِ بمنْحِها

It is as if its palm is a cloud,

That gives generously when time is stingy with its gifts,

كأنّي به تكْفي الأعاديَ كفُّهُ

وقد صافَحَ الأبطالَ مرْهَفُ صفْحِها

It is as if its palm satisfies the enemies,

And the gallant's sword has clasped its forgiveness,

كأني به والرومُ ترْهَبُ بَطْشَهُ

ونارُ الوَغى ترْمي بمَشْبوبِ لَفْحِها

It is as if it terrifies the Romans with its might,

And the fire of turmoil casts its flaming sparks,

وقد حلّ منْها في رِضاكَ مَعاقِلاً

كفيلٌ لها الصّنْعُ الجميلُ بفتْحِها

And it has settled graciously in your citadels,

The good deed guarantees their opening,

تَدور بها غُرُّ الجِيادِ كأنّما

غدَتْ سِرْبَ أرْآمٍ تَهادَتْ لسَرْحِها

The steeds circle around it as if they have become

A flock of ostriches brought together for its pasture,

فَما زُهيَتْ بالخيْلِ راقَتْ صُفوفُها

ولكنّها حسْناءُ باهَتْ بوُشْحِها

So its ranks were not adorned with horses,

Rather it is beautiful but pale due to its donation,

وكم لكَ من صفْحٍ يُبيحُ دماءَهُمْ

يُروّي أديمَ الأرضِ منْهلُّ سَفْحِها

And how much clemency you have that allows their blood,

To water the surface of the earth from its pouring,

كأنّ سُيوفَ الهِندِ أنهارُ دوْحةٍ

تُهَيّأُ أرواحُ العُداةِ لسَبْحِها

It is as if the Indian swords are rivers of kindness,

Prepared for the souls of the enemies for its swimming,

وما نقَعَتْ نارَ الحُروبِ وإنّما

جداوِلُها شبّتْ لواعِجَ بَرْحِها

The fires of wars did not ignite, but rather

Its streams bubbled from the agitation of its joy,

إذا ما النّجيعُ احْمرّ فوقَ فِرِندها

حكى وجْنةَ العذْراءِ من تحت رَشْحِها

When the battlefield blushed over its soil,

It depicted the cheek of the innocent virgin beneath its drizzle,

فما ترْتَجي إلا نَدى كفّ يوسُفٍ

إمامِ المُلوكِ الأكْرَمينَ وسمْحِها

So it does not desire but the dew of Yusuf's palm,

The Imam of the most generous kings and his clemency,

فللهِ منْها راحةٌ ناصريّةٌ

تعوّدَتِ الأملاكُ عادةَ صفْحِها

By it there is a Nasiri comfort,

The angels have become accustomed to its forgiveness,

أموْلايَ يا مَنْ قد حَبا اللهُ كفَّهُ

بأعْلى أسانيدِ النّدى وأصَحّها

My Lord, O you whose palm God has granted

The highest proofs of guidance and its most correct,

نَواسِمُ أفكاري تُذيعُ مدائِحاً

تعطّرتِ الأرجاءُ من طيبِ نفْحِها

The melodies of my thoughts spread praises,

The horizons are fragrant from the scent of its breath,

فهَذي قَوافي الشّعْرِ أعْذَبْتُ وِرْدَها

ومَن رامَها ضنّتْ عليهِ بنَضْحِها

So these rhymes of poetry, I have ripened their roses,

And whoever desires them, they have been stingy to him with their dripping,

رأتْ بمَغاني المُلْكِ إذ سرحَتْ بها

مغانيَ لا يأتي البليغُ بشرْحِها

They have seen with the meanings of the kingdom when they roamed through it,

Meanings that the eloquent cannot describe,

فصاغَتْ من النظْمِ البليغِ قِلادةً

وموْلَى الوَرى يُصْغي استِماعاً لمدْحِها

So it crafted from the eloquent prose a necklace,

And the Lord of the people listens closely to its praise,

وقد علِمَتْ منْها القلائدُ أنّها

قلائِدُ حَلّى حُسْنُها جيدَ فتْحِها

And the necklaces have learned that they

Are necklaces whose beauty is the beauty of its opening,

فهُنِّئْتَها بُشْرى تعودُ بكُلِّ ما

تؤمّلُهُ الأيامُ من فوْزِ قِدْحِها

So you were given the glad tidings of all

That the days hope for from the success of its kindling,