بَني الزَهرا لَكُم مَجد أَثيل
وَعز شامِخ وَعلا مُنيف
O sons of al-Zahra, yours is deep-rooted glory,
O sons of Zahra, your glory is eternal
And lofty honor and towering eminence;
And your might lofty, your nobility sublime
عُلُوّا لَيسَ يَعلوه اِنصِرام
وَفَخر لا تَغيره الصروف
An eminence no decline can overcome,
Your sublimity none can transcend
And pride unchanged by fortune's vicissitudes.
Your pride time's vicissitudes cannot alter
وَأَنتُم كَعبة المَعروف تَسعى
لَكُم آمالُنا وَبكم تَطوف
And you are the Kaaba of kindness, toward which hasten
You are the Kaaba of kindness people hasten to
Our hopes, and around you they circle.
Our hopes in you repose, around you they revolve
وَمِنكُم كل عَصر هاشمي
بِمِحراب الفُخار له عكوف
And from you, in every age, comes a Hashimite
In every age, a Hashimite like the station of prayer
Who dwells devotedly in the prayer niche of glory.
Stands vigil at the altar of glory
وَهذا عَصرنا قَد لاحَ فيهِ
شَريف من أَجلِكُم عَفيف
And in this age of ours there has appeared
And this is an age in which has emerged
A chaste nobleman, among your most illustrious.
A noble one from your lineage, chaste
فَريد في مَحاسِنِه وَلكِن
فَريد لا تُقاوِمه ألوف
Unique in his virtues, and yet
Unique in his virtues, though unique
One man whom thousands cannot rival.
Myriads cannot equal him
أَبا عمر أَتيتُك مُستَجيرا
وَلَيسَ عَلى الَّذي يَأتيكَ خَوف
O Abu Umar, I have come to you seeking refuge,
Abu Umar, I have come to you seeking refuge
And whoever comes to you has nothing to fear.
For one who comes to you has no cause for fear
وَأَمرى مشكل صَعب وَلكِن
عَلَيكَ ميسر سَهل خَفيف
And my affair is complicated and difficult, yet
My affair is difficult and complex
For you it is manageable, easy, and light.
But for you easy and effortless
وَلَيسَ عَلَيكَ حق لازِم لي
سِوى اِنّي بسوح عَلاك ضَيف
And I have no binding claim upon you,
You owe me no obligatory right
Except that I am a guest in the courts of your eminence.
Except that I am your guest at your abode
وَلكِن في مُوافَقَة اِسمك سَمى
لما أَمّلته سِرّ لَطيف
But in your name's matching mine
But in the concord in your name lies a subtle mystery
Lies a subtle secret concerning what I hoped for.
Both names being Abdullah, but
كلا الاسمَين عَبد اللّه لكِن
تزيد بِأَنَّكَ المَولى الشَريف
Both names are Abdullah, but
You have the additional boon of being the noble master
You surpass me in being the noble lord.
I found you better than horsemen in the saddle
وَجَدّك خَير من ركب المَطايا
رَحيم في سَجاياه رَؤف
And your forefather is the best of those who rode mounts,
Merciful in disposition, kind
Merciful in his character, compassionate.
So be like your righteous ancestors, show clemency
فَكن كَجدودِكَ الاِخيار وَاِعطف
فَخَيرُ الناسِ ذو الهمم العَطوف
So be like your virtuous forefathers, and show compassion,
For the best of men are the gentle and clement
For the best of people is the compassionate man of high resolve.
It is the trait of the generous, and you are one of them
وَمن شيم الكِرام وَأَنتَ منهُم
اِذا ما واعدوا بِالخَيرِ يوفوا
And among the traits of the generous—and you are one of them—
When they promise good, they fulfill
Is keeping their word whenever they promise kindness.
You have accustomed me to kindness for ages
وَقد عَوّدتني المَعروف دَهرا
وَلَيسَ بِغَير بابِكَ لي وُقوف
And you have long accustomed me to kindness,
And I have no recourse but your door
And I stand at no door but yours.
Your lofty ambition has emboldened me
وَهمتك العلية أَطمَعتَني
فَلا تَقطَع رجا من يستَضيف
And your lofty resolve has raised my hopes,
So do not cut off the hopes of one who seeks your hospitality
So do not cut off the hope of one who seeks hospitality.
My ultimate purpose is that I love you
وَغايَة مَقصَدي اِنّي مُحِب
قَوِيّ الوُدّ لكِني ضَعيف
And the sum of my intent is that I am devoted,
Ardently, but I am weak
Strong in affection, yet I am weak.
Succor me - may God never see you treat me unjustly
أَجرَني لا أَراكَ اللَهُ ضيما
وَلا نَزَلت بِساحَتِكَ الحتوف
Grant me refuge—may God never let you suffer injustice,
Or allow misfortunes to befall your domain
Nor may deadly fates descend upon your courtyard.
Take my hand - for I am sorely troubled
وَخُذ بِيَدي فَاِنّي ضِقت ذَرعا
وَكَدّر عيشَتي هول مخيف
And take me by the hand, for I am at my wit's end,
And my life is poisoned by frightening turmoil
And a frightful terror has clouded my life.
Sol 6.1