بكيت لها شجواً وهنَّ الحمائمُ

ينحن بلا دمع ودمعكَ ساجمُ

I wept for her passionately while the doves cooed,

He sways without tears while yours flow continuously.

ولما علونا الحزنَ واعتسفت بنا

رسوم الدِّيار اليعملاتُ الرواسمُ

When grief overcame us and darkness enveloped us,

The ruins of homes and their adornments vanished.

لوينا باعناق المطيّ إلى اللِّوى

وقد علّمتنا البثّ تلك المعالمً

We turned our mounts with their necks towards the beloved's abode,

As those landmarks had taught us crying for them.

لئن أوحش الربعُ الذي كان آنسا

وأقوَت من الحَيِّ الرسومُ الطواسمُ

If the once familiar dwellings are now desolate,

And the enlivening ruins are now lifeless and still.

فكم ليلةٍ فيه وصلتُ نعيمَها

بأخرى وأنفُ الهجرِ بالوصلِ راغمُ

How many a night there I attained its bliss,

Followed by another, while defiance overcomes separation.

سقى منبتَ اللّذات منها ابنُ هاشم

إذا انهملت من راحتيه الغمائمُ

The son of Hashim watered the plants of joy with it,

When cares are dispelled by his comfort.

إمام أقام الدين حدُّ حسامه

طريراً ومنه في يد الله قائمُ

The Imam who established religion, his sword's edge is sharp,

Firmly fixed in the hand of God it slashes and destroys.

ويزهرُ في يمناهُ نورٌ من الظبا

له من رؤوس الدَّارِ عينٌ كمائمُ

In his right hand shines a light like a burning fire,

With eyes on the lands from his abode loftily placed.

سيوفٌ إذا اعتلت جهات ثغورها

فمنهن في أعناقهن تمائمُ

Swords, when the sides of the frontiers are tested by them,

On their necks are marks which guide like flags.

بكلِّ خميسٍ طَبّق الجوّ نقعُهُ

وضيَّقَ مسراهُ الجلادُ الصالدمُ

Every Thursday the atmosphere is fragrant with its scent,

As the executioner tightens his grip and constricts its breath.

كأن مثارَ النقعِ إثمدُ عينهِ

وأشفارَ جفنيهِ الشفارُ الصوارمُ

It seems the scent of musk has blinded his eye,

And the keen cutting blades have blinded his eyelids.

تعد عليه الطيرُ والوحشُ قوتها

إذا سار والتفت عليه القشاعمُ

Birds and beasts take their fill from it when it moves,

As the brave youths gaze upon it.