قَد قُمتَ للَّهِ لا تُبقي عَلى المُهَجِ
مِنَ الطّغاةِ وَمَن حادوا عَنِ النّهجِ
You stood up for Allah, leaving no tyrants
Or those who strayed from the right path.
جاهَدتَ للَّهِ في قَومٍ غَوَوا وَعَموا
عَن رُؤيَةِ الحقِّ ذي الإِصباحِ وَالبلجِ
You struggled for Allah among people who went astray and were blind
To seeing the truth, the one with the brilliant dawn and lightning.
نُصِرت نَصراً عَزيزاً مِنهُ فيهِ غَدا
بَنو النّصيرِ بِقَيدِ الضيقِ وَالحرجِ
You were given mighty victory by Him, so the next day
The children of victory were in dire straits and distress.
حارَبتَهم حَربَ جَدٍّ في مَواطِنِهم
فَعُدتَ بِالنّصرِ في إِشراقِ مُبتَهِجِ
You fought them a fierce battle in their dwellings
So you returned with victory at the rise of a joyful dawn.
وَأَنت أوجدتَ تَغزوهُم وَتَقتُلهم
سلّطتَ مِنهم عَلى الأَرواحِ وَالمُهَجِ
You attacked and killed them,
Granting power over their souls and bodies.
وَفي حُسامِك كَم طَوّقتَ من عُنُقٍ
طَوقَ العَقيقِ محلّ العقدِ مِن دهجِ
With your sword, how many necks have you collared
With necklaces of carnelian and silver beads.
وَمِن قَناتِكَ قَد أَشرَبت أَكبُدهم
بِسمِّ طَعنٍ بِصرفِ المَوتِ مُمتَزِجِ
And from your spear you quenched their livers
With the draft of a deathly stab intoxicated with demise.
رَمَيتَ فيهِم بِجَيشٍ كَالأُسودِ غَدَت
تَموجُ في الحَربِ وَالهَيجاءِ كَاللّججِ
You attacked them with an army like lions, they surged
In battle, raging like tumultuous waves.
وَمَذ عَليهِم سطت أَفنَت ضَياغِمَهم
فَمِنهُمُ كلُّ لَيثٍ بِالهَلاكِ فجي
When you unsheathed your sword, you destroyed their armies
So every lion among them met his ruin and extinction.
أَذلَلتَ أَنفَسَهُم أَهلَكت أَنفُسَهم
قَطَّعتَ أَرؤُسَهم بِالذّبحِ في الودجِ
You subjugated their souls, destroyed their souls
Severing their heads in the meadows and thickets.
كَسَّرتَ شَوكَتهم أَضعَفتَ قُوَّتَهم
أَذهَبتَ بَهجَتَهم بِالأَبيضِ البهجِ
You broke their power, weakened their strength
Removed their joy with the bright Indian sword.
قَطّعتَ أَشجارَهُم خَرَّبت دارَهمُ
أَطفَأتَ نارَهُمُ حَتّى مِنَ السرجِ
You cut down their trees, destroyed their homes
Extinguished their fires, even the sparks.
يَتّمتَ أَطفالَهم يَأّمتَ نِسوَتهم
فَصِرنَ في الضّنك بَعدَ الوسعِ وَالفرجِ
You orphaned their children, widowed their women
Who became destitute after luxury and delight.
غَزوتَ فيهِم ثَلاثاً قَد نُصِرتَ بها
وَفاحَ نَصرُكَ عِطراً طيِّب الأرَجِ
You raided them three times and were granted victory
And your victory diffused a sweet fragrance.
وَبِالّذي قَبلَ هَذي لَو بِهِ اِنتَبَهوا
ما حارَبوكُ وَلا كانوا مِن الهَمجِ
By what preceded, had they taken heed,
They would not have fought you or been so ignorant.
جَعَلت في رَمضانٍ عيدَ نَحرِهِمُ
وَصُمتَ فيهِ عَنِ الإِبقا عَلى المهَجِ
You made the day of their slaughter a feast day
And you abstained from leaving survivors.
ضَحَّيت فيهِ بِهِم حَقّاً وَقلتَ إِذَن
اللَّهُ أَكبرُ جَهراً صادِق اللّهجِ
You sacrificed them justly, and proclaimed—
God is greatest, sincerely and loudly.
وَنَحوَ عَكّاء قَد أَرسَلت أَرؤُسَهم
تَحُجّها حجّة مِن أَحسَنِ الحججِ
You sent their heads to Akka,
A true pilgrimage of the best pilgrimages.
رَوَّيتَ مِن دَمِهم أَرضاً لَقَد ظَمِئَت
وَضَرَّها وَهيَ عَطشى غايَة الأمجِ
You watered the thirsty land with their blood
When it was most desperately parched.
جَلَوتَ فيهِ السّيوف البيضَ إِذ صَدِئَت
وَفيهِ أَطفَأتَ ما بِالرّمحِ مِن وَهجِ
You washed the white swords as they rusted
And with them you extinguished the spear’s heat.
بِلَحمِهم قَد قَريتَ الوَحشَ تُطعِمُهُ
وَقلتَ يا وَحشُ أَقبلْ قُمْ هَلُمَّ وَجي
With their flesh you fed the beasts, saying—
Come beasts, rise up, hurry, and dig in!
يا أَيّها اللَّيثُ لا زَالَت مضابثهُ
تَمتَدّ لِلغَوصِ في الهاماتِ وَالخلجِ
O you lion, your hunting grounds
Still extend to plunge into valleys and thickets.
كَذاكَ لا فَتِئَتْ في الدّهرَ حجّتهُ
عَلى أَعاديهِ بِالأَسيافِ وَالحججِ
Thus always, his proof against his enemies
With swords and irrefutable arguments.
كَذاكَ لا بَرِحَت راياتُ نَصرَتِهِ
لِلفَتحِ مَنشورة في سائِرِ الحججِ
Thus always, the banners of his victory
Flying for conquest over all lands.
إِنّي أُهَنّيكَ يا اِبن المَجدِ مِن شَرَفٍ
بِنِعمَةِ الفَوزِ بِالأَعدا ذَوي الهوجِ
I congratulate you, son of glory, for the honor
Of defeating enemies, so ignorant and unjust.
وَنِعمَة النّصرِ وَالتّأييد مُغتنماً
حُسنَ الثّوابِ وَرفعِ الإِصرِ وَالحرجِ
The blessing of victory and divine support—seize them!
Good reward and relief from burden and distress.
وَعَودك الآنَ للأَوطانِ مُبتهجاً
مَشروح صَدرٍ بِلا ضيقٍ وَلا حَرجِ
Now you return to the homelands joyfully
With a relieved chest, free of worry and distress.
في مَوكِبِ العِزِّ وَالعلياء تَخدمُهُ
وَكَوكَبُ السّعدِ إِذ يَعلوهُ بِالبلجِ
In a procession of glory and nobility that serves you
As the star of fortune rises high in the sky.
وَاِسلَم وَدُم بِالهَنا في حُسنِ عافِيَةٍ
بِراحَةِ البالِ مِن كلِّ الهمُومِ نجي
Greetings and peace in good health.
Free from worries, relieved of distress.
ما مالَ غُصنٌ وَما هَبّت نَسيمُ صَبا
ما الوُرقُ غنّى فَأَبدى أَحسَنَ الهزجِ
No branch has inclined, no east wind has blown,
No leaves have sung, displaying their finest tremors.
ما الرَّوضُ أَزهَرَ ما أَثنى بِهِ زَهر
عَلى الرّبى بِلِسانِ الطيبِ وَالأرجِ
No meadows have bloomed, no flowers have boasted
To the dwellings, in the tongue of fragrance and basil.
