دَعْ بينَ أثوابي وبينَ وِسادي
شَبَحاً يَصُدُّ فوارسي وجِيادي
Let a phantom remain between my clothes and pillow
It repels my horsemen and steeds
إنّي أخافُ عليكَ إنْ أخرجتَهُم
يوماً كيومِ الحارثِ بنِ عُبَادِ
I fear for you if you let them out
One day like the day of Al-Harith ibn 'Ubad
ما زلتُ أخشى أن أعادَ من الهَوى
حتى خَفِيَ جسَدي عن العُوّادِ
I still fear returning to love
Until my body was hidden from visitors
أَمُمَلِّكَ الحادي عزيزَ قِيادِهِ
لمَ لا تُملِّكُني ذَليلَ قِيادي
Do you allow the passionate his dear leadership
While you do not allow me my humble leadership?
نادَى المُنادي بالرّحيلِ فخِلْتُهُ
بينَ الجوانحِ بالرحيلِ يُنادي
The caller called for departure, so I left him
Calling for departure between my wings
واستبطنوا الوادي وماذا ضرَّهُمْ
ألاّ يجودَ الغيثُ بطنَ الوادي
And they penetrated the valley, so what did it harm them
That rain does not generously flow in the valley's interior?
دَعهم وقلبي ما أريدُ رُجوعَهُ
أبَداً فقلبي كانَ أصلَ فَسادي
Leave them and my heart does not want
To ever return, for my heart was the origin of my misery
لو يَعلمونَ صلاحَ حالي عندهم
ما فرّقوا بيني وبينَ فُؤادي
If they knew my good state with them
They would not separate me from my heart
مَثَلٌ خلَعْتُ على الزّمانِ رِداءَهُ
عَوَزُ الدّراهِمِ آفَةُ الأجْوادِ
I have removed from time its cloak
Lack of money is the bane of generosity
يا سعدُ سعدَ بني تميم شيخكم
لا يستقلُّ بظهرهِ في النّادي
O Sa'd, felicity of Bani Tamim, their Shaikh
Whose back cannot bear him in the club
ولِعَتْ بصحةِ جِسمهِ أيامُهُ
ولعَ الهَوى بصحائِحِ الأكبادِ
The days have toyed with his bodily health
And passion has toyed with the sincerity of livers
فانهوا سفيهتكم فقد حذرتُها
ما تحذرُ الأيامُ من إيعادي
So end your foolishness, for I have warned her
As the days do not warn of my return
جعلتْ بحارَ الأرضِ مثلَ أناملي
ولو انصفتْ ما كنَّ من أنْدادي
I made the earth's seas like my fingers
And had it been fair, they would not have been my peers
ورأَتْ نجومَ الليلِ في أفْلاكِها
فتوَهّمَتْها من شِرارِ زِنادي
It saw the stars in their orbits
And imagined them to be sparks of my fire-sticks
أنا عبدُ من لو قال للشّمْسِ اغرُبي
غَرَبَتْ وقد طَلَعَتْ على الأشْهادِ
I am a slave, if He told the sun to set
It would set even after rising in the horizons
المُستَقِلُّ من الوَزارةِ رُتْبَةً
إشراقُها فوق الخلافةِ بادِ
The independent in station from ministry
Its shining above the caliphate has waned
لا تَحسِبي أحَداً يمُجّدُ فِعلَهُ
والأزد في الدّنيا من الأمجادِ
Do not think anyone praises his deed
And the Azd are, in the world, of glories
قومٌ إذا هطَلَ السحابُ ببلدةٍ
هطَلَتْ أكفُّهم بكلِّ بِلادِ
A people, if clouds poured on a land
Their palms poured on every country
لو قيل للأيامِ هاتي جائداً
ودعي الوزيرَ لما أتَتْ بجَوادِ
If the days were told, "Bring a gallant!"
And the minister was called, it would not bring noble ones
الواهبُ الآدابِ مثلَ هِباتِهِ ال
أموالَ والرّفادَ للرفَادِ
The giver of manners is, in his gifts, not
Wealth and pension for the penniless
وفتى المكارمِ والأيادي مَنْ غدتْ
من عقلهِ عندَ العقولِ أيَادِ
And the young man of favors and hands when
His reason became, to minds, hands
لا تأمَنوا آراءَهُ وظُنونَه
إنّ الغُيوبَ لها من الأمدادِ
Do not trust his opinions and suspicions
For the unseen has supplies for it
وتعَوّذوا باللهِ من أقلامِهِ
إنّ السّيوفَ لها منَ الحُسّادِ
And seek refuge in Allah from his pens
For the swords have some enviers
لا تألفُ الأفكارُ ساحةَ همِّه
إلاّ كإلْفِ البرقِ للأرعادِ
Minds do not habituate the sphere of his concern
Except as lightning habituates meadows
كلُّ الملوكِ عبيدُه في أرضِهِ
لا فخرَ بالآباءِ والأجْدادِ
All kings are his slaves in his land
No pride in ancestors and forefathers
أوَ مَا كَفاكُمْ أنه مولاكُم
هلْ من مَزيدٍ للفَتى المزدادِ
Is it not enough for you that he is your patron
Is there any increase for the newly born lad?
عقَّ الكُماةُ لخوفِه هيجاءَهُم
وهُمُ لطاعتِها منَ الأوْلادِ
The rulers limited their madness fearing his madness
And they are obedient children to it
وتقنّعُوا بالنّزْرِ من أيامِهِمْ
حتى ظنناهُم من الزُّهادِ
They sufficed with the trifle from their days
Until we thought them among the ascetics
ومن الترابِ عَجاجُهُمْ وعَجاجُهُ
ممّا يُحَطّمُ من قَنا وجِيادِ
Their roaring and his roaring
Is that which smashes canes and steeds
القابلُ الجردِ العِتاقِ كُماتُها
أُسْدٌ مخالِبُها صدورُ صِعادِ
The bare-knuckled receiver, their rulers
A lion whose claws are the breasts of mountains
قومٌ إذا طعَنوا الفوارِسَ في الوَغى
غرِقَتْ رِماحُهُم إلى الأعضادِ
A people, if they stabbed the horsemen in battle
Their spears sank to the shoulders
سلبَ الكواكبَ نورَها وكأنّهُ
قومٌ بها فوقَ الكواكبِ صادِ
He robbed the stars of their light as if
They were a people above the stars hunting
قلْ لي فأينَ تُريدُ قد حُزْتَ المدى
وعلوتَ حتى صِرتَ بالمِرصادِ
Tell me, then, where do you want to go when you have spanned the distance
And ascended until you became lying in wait?
السّيفُ لحظُكَ والجبالُ ضَرائبٌ
والرمحُ خوفُكَ والنجومُ أعَادِ
The sword is your glance, the mountains are taxes
The spear is your fright, and the stars are your times
ما اسْتشرفتْ عيناكَ رأسَ مُدَجَّجٍ
إلا تحدَّرَ قبلَ ضَربِ الهادِي
Your eyes have not glimpsed a crowned head
Except it slid down before the guide struck
ما للطّوائِفِ يَمنعونَكَ طاعَةً
أعْطاكَها صرفُ الزّمانِ العادي
Why do the sects prevent you from obeying
When the course of time gave it to you out of custom?
لتُصَبِّحَنّ بك المَنايا أرضَهُمْ
في جحْفَلٍ يأتي بِلا ميعادِ
By you, ruin will greet their lands in the morning
In a flood that comes without appointment
تشكو إليكَ الشّمسُ حَرَّ صدورِه
فَرَقاً إذا زَفَرَتْ منَ الأحْقادِ
The sun complains to you of the heat of its core
When it sighs from rancor
حتى يُقالَ إذا غدَتْ أسيافُهُ
تَرمي أعالي طيرِهِ بالزّادِ
Until it is said, when its swords rise in the morning
They strike down the peak of its birds with provision
أَجثوم طيرٍ طرنَ عن هاماتِهِم
أمْ هامُهم طارتْ عن الأجْسادِ
Are they the shoulders of birds whose necks creaked
Or are their shoulders on which necks flew from the bodies?
كذَبَ المحدثُ بالشّجاعةِ والنّدى
عن خِنْدِفٍ وربيعةٍ وإيادِ
The storyteller has lied about courage and bounty
From Khandaf, Rabi'ah, and Iyad
لو أبصرتْ عيناكَ آل مهلّبٍ
والخيلُ راويةُ النحورِ صَوادِ
If your eyes saw the family of Muhallab
And the horses with dripping necks hunting
يخْرُجْنَ من رَهَجِ العَجاجِ كأنّها
أسْيافُهُمْ خرَجَتْ من الأغْمادِ
Coming out of the din of the roaring as if
Their swords came out from the scabbards
وضِرابَهم قُلَلَ الكُماةِ وفي القَنا
قِصَرٌ ولم يُسْفَكْ نَجيعُ قُرادِ
And their striking the summits of the rulers, and in battle
A palace wherein the blood of jars was not shed
أو لَوْ رأيتَ جَنابَهم متدفقاً
متوسّعاً لتضايُقِ الرُّوّادِ
Or if you saw their side flowing
Expanding to narrow the visitors
ووُجوهَهُمْ للبذلِ من إشراقِها
قد قنّعَتْ شمسَ الضُحى بسَوادِ
And their faces illuminating generosity
Have sufficed the sun of morning with blackness
لرأيتَ أو كلتَ جفونكَ أنْ تَرى
لُجَجَ البحارِ وآنفَ الأطْوادِ
You would have seen, or swallowed your eyelids from seeing
The deeps of seas and the sides of dunes
وعلِمتَ أنّهم على رغمِ العِدى
ذهبوا بكلِّ نَدى وكلِّ جِلادِ
And known that despite the animosity
They took all dew and every skin
يا من نُصغِرُهُ إذا قلنا لهُ
ملِكَ الملوكِ وماجِدَ الأمجادِ
O you we belittle when we say to him
King of kings and glorifier of glories
وتُجاوِزُ الفُلكَ المُدارَ إرادتي
وأرى عطاياه تَجوزُ مُرادي
My will exceeds orbiting constellations
And I see his gifts exceeding my wishes
وذبابُ سيفكِ أنّهُ قَسَمُ الوَغى
والموتُ في ثوبٍ من الفِرْصادِ
The buzzing of your sword, it is the division of battle
And death in a coat of ambush
لأُطرِّزَنّ بكَ الزّمانَ مَدائِحاً
تَختالُ بينَ الشدوِ والإنشادِ
I will embroider the age with praises of you
That strut between chanting and singing
تَدَعُ المَسامِعَ والقُلوبَ لحُسْنِها
عِندَ الرُّواةِ تُشدُّ بالأصْفادِ
Their beauty will leave hearing and hearts
Held by narrators in chains