إِنّ قَلبي بِغَرامي طَفَحا
في هَوى الظّبيِ الأَغنِّ الأحسنِ
My heart overflowed with passion
For the love of the most beautiful gazelle
مَنْ لِحُسنِ الشّمسِ وَالبدرِ مَحا
بِجَمالٍ بارعٍ مُستَحسَنِ
None can match the radiance of sun and moon
With such brilliant beauty so fair
سَلَبَ الأَلبابَ في سِحرِ العُيونْ
وَرَمَى الأَحشا بِسَهمِ الدعجِ
It captivated minds with magic of eyes
And shot lovers with arrows of languor
وَرَمى العشّاقَ في داءِ الجُنون
وَاِستَطابوا فَتكَهُ في المُهَجِ
Making crazed those passion's disease seized
Who relished its havoc with fervor
وَرَضُوا القَتلَ بِأَسيافِ الجُفون
مِنهُ تَفرِي الكبد مِثلَ الودجِ
Content to face death by glance's swords
As livers like candles did smolder
كُلّهم بِالرّوحِ منهُ سَمَحا
وَاِغتَدى في عِشقِهِ عَنها غني
Each soul freely offered in loving accord
While for its love was each cheap vendor
وَلَها في عِشقِه قَد طرحا
في لَظى الوَجدِ وَنارِ الشّجنِ
Consumed with desire, all reason it scorched
Ablaze with rapture and fire of yearning
يا عَذولي كُفَّ لَومي وَاِتّئِدْ
أَنتَ غَمْرٌ لَم تَذُق طَعمَ الغَرامْ
My critic, cease blaming, no need to be harsh
You've never tasted love's longings that burn
إِنْ تَذُقْهُ لَحظَةً كُنتَ تَجِدْ
أَنّ لَومَ الصبِّ في العِشقِ حَرامْ
If for an instant you felt its sweet touch
You'd know to blame lovers is crime most stern
فَلَهُ بادِر بِجدٍّ وَاِجتَهد
وَكُنِ الصبَّ غَراماً وَهُيام
So strive my friend, be earnest and keen
To feel love's frenzy and be ever its keen
يا لَحا اللَّه عَذولاً قَد لَحا
وَرَماهُ بِسِهامِ المِحَنِ
Oh what sorrow for he who spurned this love
And was pierced by the darts of its fate
وَمِنَ الأَحياءِ في الدَّهرِ اِنمَحى
اِسمُهُ رَسماً كَأَن لَم يَكُنِ
Among the living he faded away
Like a ghost without trace or slate
أَنا صَبٌّ بِالتّصابي وَالهَوى
ذابَ مِنهُ القَلبُ وَالجِسمُ اِنتَحَل
I am a youth smitten with passion's swell
My heart and body melted in its spell
وَاِنشَوى وَجداً عَلى جَمرِ الجَوى
وَإِلى الوَصلِ فَما إِن قَد وَصل
I'm consumed with anguish for desire's flame
And though to union I haven't drew nigh
وَإِلَى الأَقفارِ أَلقاهُ النّوى
وَكَساهُ ثَوب سقمٍ وَعلَل
My soul has wandered to realms of the vain
Robed in illness and infirmity's guise
فَاِنظُروهُ فَتَروهُ شَبحاً
خِدن بُعد مِثل مَيت قَد فنِي
Behold him now, a specter that looms
Gaunt form wasted like one dead and tomb-bound
أَو هِلالٍ قَلَّ شَخص لَمَحا
لَو نَضى أَثوابَهُ لَم يبنِ
Or a crescent whose slender curve looms
If his clothes fell, no flesh would be found
يا وُلوعي في هَوى هَذا الغَزالْ
وَهوَ الظّبيُ الأَخَنُّ الأَوطَفُ
Oh my burning desire for this gazelle
Most gentle and beautiful of them all
وَردُ خَدَّيهِ بَهاءٌ وَجَمال
غَيرهُ بِالحُسنِ ما إِن يوصَفُ
His cheeks, glory and beauty endow
None can compare to such beauty at all
ثَغرهُ يَحوي جُماناً وَزلال
فَهوَ شَهدٌ وَرَحيقٌ قَرقفُ
His mouth contains wine and pure honey
He is sweet nectar most luscious and bright
لَو سَقاني مِن لَماهُ قَدحاً
دُمتُ سَكراناً بكلِّ الزَّمنِ
If he gave me one draft of his lips
I'd stay drunk for the rest of my life
يَملأُ الكَونَ بِرقصٍ فَرَحاً
مُنعش الرّوحِ وَرطب البدنِ
Dancing with joy, the whole world I would thrill
Refreshing the soul and plumping the build
أَلَهُ مِثلٌ وَذا شَمسُ النّهار
وَهوَ بَدرٌ ما لَهُ الدّهرَ نَظيرْ
Does he have an equal, with day's beaming light?
He is a moon without peer in this world
بِأَبي هالَته آس العِذار
وَتَأَمّل فَهوَ مِسكٌ وَحَرير
By his halo of charm that steals hearts
He is musk, silk and incense when unfurled
فَوقَ نارِ الخدِّ عِندَ الصّدغِ دار
لَيتَني ثَغراً لِذي النّارِ أَصير
Above his cheek by his temple I wish
My lips could become, by that fireside to relish
قاطِناً في الضّوءِ مِن شَمسِ الضّحى
في مُحيّاهُ الجميل الحَسنِ
To dwell in the glow of the sun at dawn
On that beautiful, perfect cheek's expanse
وَأَنالُ الدّهرَ هَذي المنحا
وَلِوَردِ الخدّ دَوماً أَجتني
And gain through the ages this boon
To press lips to that rosy cheek's glance
يا لَقَومي في هَواهُ من جفاهْ
وَأَنا الصبّ الشجيُّ المولعُ
My people, how harshly to me you've behaved
Though I'm the love-struck and passionate knave
طارَ عَقلي بِغَرامي في هَواهُ
أَخبِروني ما الّذي قَد أَصنَعُ
For his love did my reason take flight
Tell me, what is it I should do?
وَاِسأَلوهُ وَصلَهُ لي وَلِقاه
فَبِوَصلي وَلقاهُ أَطمَعُ
Ask him for a union and meeting's delight
For in that prospect my hopes now imbue
فَلَكم قَد شامَني مِنّي اِستَحى
وَبَدا في خَدّهِ الورد الجَني
How often by me was he shyly perceived
As roses on his cheek were sweetly conceived
فَعَلى حبّي لَهُ لَن أَبرَحا
عاكِفاً في الدّهرِ ما إِن أَنثَني
For my love of him, ever will I pine
Devoted through all of time's advance
يا لَقَومي في هَوى مَن مَلكتْ
مِثلَ قَلبي في الهَوى صِيْد المُلوكْ
My people, for one who has seized my heart's reigns
Like he has, captor of souls and of kings
وَلَكمْ صَب بِوجدٍ أهلكت
لَيسَ في هَذا اِرتِيابٌ وَشُكوك
How many passionate youths has he slain
Of this there can be no doubting
شَمسُ حُسنٍ حينَ فيهِ دلكت
سَبَتِ الأَلبابَ في ذاكَ الدّلوك
A beauty whose rays shone upon me
All minds were enslaved by its blinding luminosity
تُثني عِطفاً وَتَمشي مَرَحا
تَزدَري بِالميل مَيل الغُصُنِ
With a sway and a stride floating on air
Scornful of the bending bough's lean
سَعدُ صبّ في هَواها اِفتَضحا
وَبِها قَد دامَ بِالمفتتنِ
Happy the lad for his love when laid bare
And for him was by rapture sustained
غادَةٌ غَيداء ذاتُ الهيفِ
بِنتُ خِدرٍ ذاتُ عقدٍ وَوِشاحْ
Radiant princess of the lithe form
Daughter of Khadir, in necklace and veil
مِن حَلا فيها غَراماً شَغَفي
وَبِذاكَ الظّبي مِن بَينِ المِلاحْ
Whoever felt passion for that gazelle
Amongst flocks was by love curtailed
قُلت أَهلَ الحُسنِ أَهل الشّرفِ
مِثلُ قَولي صالِحٌ أَهلَ الصّلاحْ
The fairest of folk are the noble ones' bail
Such words are approved and prevail
مَن إِلَيهِ كلُّ حِذقٍ قَد نَحا
فَتَبَدّى بِالذّكي الفطِنِ
All minds sharpest he did hail
Standing out by his wit so avail
مَن بِحِذقٍ وَذَكاءٍ رَجَحا
أَذكياءَ العَصرِ أَهلَ الفطنِ
No has disputed with good cause to assail
He is just, no valid plaint to unveil
الأَديب اللّوذَعيّ الفاضلُ
فَضلهُ في الدّهرِ ما إِن يجحدُ
What he stated correct, we will not curtail
By the experts of creed it will not fail
الأَريبُ الأَلمَعِيّ الكاملُ
مَن بِحُسنٍ وَكَمالٍ يحمَدُ
God bless him, the orator vociferous
The astute whom astutes hold as glorious
مَن لَهُ بِالفضلِ حتّى الجاهلُ
كلُّ ذي فَضلٍ ذَكيٍّ يشهدُ
The eloquent, unique phrases so wondrous
Each smooth, lovely, and curious meaning
ما بِهذا شاهِد قَد جرحا
فَهوَ عَدلٌ ما بِهِ مِن مطعنِ
The sage, accomplished, who brought into light
Strange manners of rhyme and insights so bright
فَهوَ مَقبولٌ عَلى ما صُحِّحا
عِندَ أَهلِ الفِقهِ وَالشّرعِ السّني
He refined poetry, wonderfully exhibitive
With consistent, refined, and cohesive narrative
يا لَهُ اللَّه خَطيباً مصقعا
وَلَبيباً قَد سَما كلّ لَبيبْ
Like finest eulogies, affirmative
Of goodness, virtues impressively descriptive
وَبَليغاً في القَريضِ اِختَرَعا
كلّ مَعنى سَلس حلوٍ عَجيبْ
My friend of noble temper, understanding so keen
Brother of kindness, morals pristine
وَذَكيّاً بارِعاً قَد أبدعا
في القَوافي كلّ أُسلوبٍ غَريبْ
My learned friend, genuine and serene
Brother of words most delightful and sheen
هَذَّب الشِّعرَ وَأَبدى المِلَحا
بِاِنسِجامٍ مُستَطابٍ مُتقَنِ
You were gracious to gift me these verses seen
Unmatched by finest Arabian lute strings
مُحكماً مِثلَ النّسيب المِدَحا
مِثلَ مَدحِ الزّهرِ حسن الفننِ
These skillful lines were praised by eloquence deans
Amongst eloquent folk of pleasant miens
يا سَليمَ الطّبعِ ذا الفَهمِ الدّقيقْ
وَأَخا اللّطفِ وَحسنَ الأدبِ
You honored me by this gift so pristine
Crowning me with these generous deeds
يا حَرِيّاً بِكَمالٍ وَحَقيق
وَأَخا اللّفظِ البديعِ الأعذبِ
Remain the sea of gems, your gifts ever glean
Be to the age bountiful of your artisan's ream
جُدتَ إِذْ أَهديتَني النّظمَ الرّقيق
لَم تَطُلهُ بُلغاءُ العَربِ
Bringing joy, comfort, prosperity's beam
With life pleasant, mostly blissful dream
بِالبديعِ اِمتَدَحَته الفُصَحا
مِن ذَوي الأَلسنِ أَهل اللسنِ
A star for glory, rising with fate's esteem
Rising fortunes at time most supreme
وَبِهِ قَد كنت لي مُمتَدحا
وَبِهِ طَوَّقْتَنِي بِالمننِ
No meadow lark trilled at the thickets' seam
With melodies floating atop the tree screens
دُمتَ بَحرَ الدّرّ تَهديهِ لَنا
وَتَجودُ الدّهرَ مِنهُ بِالفَريد
Nor has dawn's glow poured out its gleam
Visible, apparent to all eyes keen
مُنعّم البالِ سُروراً وَهَنا
ناعِماً في الدَّهرِ بِالعَيشِ الرّغيد
God bless and bestow special peace
Upon your chosen Mustafa, the best emissary
كَوكَباً لِلمَجدِ يَعلوهُ السّنا
طالِعاً بِالسّعدِ في الوَقتِ السّعيد
Who all prophets led on night journey
To Holiest Place, to ascent most hallowed
ما هِزارٌ في الرّوابي صَدَحا
بِبَديعِ الصّدحِ فَوقَ الأَغصنِ
And upon his companions, the approvals
And his family, so noble and laudable
ما ضِياءُ الفَجرِ شَرقاً فَضحا
وَعَياناً قَد بَدا لِلأَعيُنِ
As ears were filled with pleasant word streams
And son of opening, my Lord do for me deem
صَلِّ يا ربِّ وَخَصِّصْ بِالسّلام
مُصطَفاك المُجتبى خَيرَ رَسولْ
With acceptance and seal beautifully supreme
مَن لِرُسلِ اللَّه قَد كانَ الإِمام
لَيلَةَ الإِسراءِ في لَيلِ الوُصول
حَضرَةَ القُدسِ إِلى أَسنى مَقام
وَعَلى أَصحابِهِ أَهل القَبول
وَعَلى الآلِ الكِرامِ الصُّلحا
ما مَلا الأَسماعَ قَرعُ الألسنِ
وَابن فَتحِ اللَّهِ رَبّي فَاِمنَحا
بِقَبول وَخِتام حَسنِ
