دَعَانِيَ مِن ذكرِ السًّقام دَعانيَا
وهَاتِ اسقِني كأسَ المَسَّرةِ صافِيا
He called me from the remembrance of sickness, he called me
And bring me a cup of pure joy to drink
وكَرِّر على سَمعِي أَناشيدَ أُنسِه
مَثالِثُها في لَحنِها والمثَانِيا
And repeat to my hearing his songs of intimacy
With rhythms in threes and eights
فَهذي أُوَبقاتُ السُّرورِ تَراجَعت
ودَوما اُوَيقاتُ السُّرور كمَا هِيَا
So these are the times of joy that have passed
And often the times of joy as they were
نَعم غَشِىَ البدرُ السِّرارُ هُنيهةً
وهَاهو بدرُ التَّمِّ قد لاَح ضَاويا
Yes, the full moon covered the crescent in shyness
And here is the full moon of completion shining brightly
وما كَان قلبُ الخَافِقينِ بخافِقٍ
سِوى لحظةٍ من بعدِها صَار هَادِيا
And the heart of the two was not beating
Except for a moment after which it became calm
قدِ ابتلَّ طرفُ المجدِ والجودِ والعُلاَ
وما ابتلَّ حتَّى صار يضحَكُ عَاليا
The eye of glory, generosity and highness was tested
And it was not tested until it started laughing out loud
ومَا اكتأبت منا القُلوبُ سِوى لكَى
يكُونَ سرورٌ للكَآبةِ تَالِيا
And our hearts were not saddened except so
That joy becomes following sadness
وإِن عَبَسَت منا الوُجوهُ فإِنما
لِيُضحى بها نورُ التهلُّلِ باديَا
And if our faces frowned, it was only
So the light of joy appears clearly
تَنَهُّدُ مَحزونٍ ورَجعُ تَنَهُّدٍ
بفرطِ سُرورٍ عادَ في القلبِ هَاويا
The sigh of a grieving one and the return of a sigh
With excessive joy returned in the heart collapsing
فيا شاديا يشدو بنَيلِ مُنَائِيا
أعِدهُ علَى الأسمَاع حُيِّيتَ شَاديا
So oh happy one who sings with the tunes of my pleasures
Repeat it to the ears, you have revived happy one
فها وَجهُ مولاَنا التِّهامى مُشرِقٌ
وَحَسبُ الورَى إشراقُ وجهِ التَّهاميا
For here is the face of our coveted one shining
And it suffices the world the shining of the face of the coveted one
وأضحَى رجاءُ العالمينَ مُحقَّقا
وقبلَ رجاءِ العالمِين رجَائِيا
And the hope of all worlds has been realized
And before the hope of all worlds, my hope
وليسَ عَجِيبا أن عُبَيدٌ مُمَلَّكٌ
تَذكَّرَهُ مولاَهُ مولَى المَوَالِيا
And it is not strange that devoted servants
Remember their Master, Master of the loyal ones
نَعم كلُّ ما في الأمرِ مِن عجَبٍ إذا
بَدا لكُمُ واللهِ ما قَد بَدا لِيا
Yes, all that is strange in the matter, if
It appeared to you, by God, as it appeared to me
تَذَكَّرَهُ من دُون ما ألمٌ به
فكانَ حَبيبا عندَ ربِّه غَاليا
He remembered Him without any pain to Him
So He was a beloved near his Lord, precious
وكانَ به بَراًّ شَفوقاً لأنَّه
بخُلُقِهِ ذو بِرِّ شَفوقٍ مُوَاسيا
And He was righteous and compassionate to Him because
By his nature, He is of righteous compassion, comforting
وللهِ في هَذا الوُجودِ ظَوّاهِرٌ
وللِه في هَذا الوُجودِ خَوافِيا
And for God in this existence there are apparent things
And for God in this existence, hidden things
ألاَ انظُر وُفودَ التَّهنئاتِ تلاَحقَت
حَواضِرها من مَغربٍ وبَواديا
Behold, the processions of congratulations came in succession
Their cities from west and valley
أتوا كقِلاَصٍ في الفِجَاجِ تَواخَذت
يحثُّهمُ قلبٌ لهم صار حَادِيا
They came like madmen in the deserts competing
With a heart that became their guide
فَمِن ناطِقٍ بالحمدِ يَشكُرُ ربَّهُ
وآخَرَ يرجُوه وآخر دَاعيا
So from one praising and thanking his Lord
And another supplicating Him and another praying
ويلقَونَ قبلَ النُّطق من بِشر وَجهِه
دَليلا على شُكرِ العَواطِف كَافيا
And they find before speaking from the good tidings of His face
Evidence of the gratitude of feelings sufficient
وقد جَاء سُلطانُ البلادِ مُهنِّئاً
وكانت تَهانيه أعزَّ التَّهانِيا
And the sultan of the country came congratulating
And his congratulations were the dearest congratulations
أتاهُ يُحَيِّي الودَّ فيه مُبَرهِنا
علَى أنَّ ذاك الودَّ يزدادُ نامِيا
He came to greet affection in it proving
That this affection grows vigorously
فشُكراً لِهَاتيكِ الشَّمائِل والنُّهَى
وأكرِم بِهَاتيك المَبادي مَبَادِيا
So thanks for those praiseworthy traits and morals
And honor through them these righteous principles
تَباركَ مَن أولَى التهامَى رُتبَةً
على النَّجمِ تسمُو وهوَ في القلبِ ثَاويا
Blessed is He who gave the coveted one status
Above the stars, rising while He is settled in the heart
إذا نحنُ أثنينَا عليه فإِنَّما
نُحيِّي به جِيدَ العُلاَ والمعَاليا
When we praise Him, we only
Greet the excellence of highness and ascendance
ورُوحاً لها رَوحُ العَبير تأرُّحاً
ومِن نَسمةٍ هبَّت أرقَّ حَواشِيا
And a spirit whose spirit is the soul of fragrance fluttering
And from a breeze that blew, the gentlest surroundings
وكُنتُ أقولُ الرُّوحُ مني فِداؤُهُ
ولكنَّ رُوحي ما عرَفتُ القَوافيَا
And I used to say my soul is his ransom
But my soul did not know rhymes
فلولا أَمانٌ في مُحَيَّاهُ إِن سَطا
عَليَّ زَمانِي ما عَرفتُ القَوافيا
So were it not for safety in his life, if
My time had power over me, I would not have known rhymes
ولولاَه طلَّقتُ القريضَ ولم أعُد
لِقولِهِ إِلاَّ شاكِيا مِن زمَانِيا
And were it not for Him, I would have abandoned poetry and returned
To speak it only complaining of my time
ولا سيَما مَن يَجهلُون مكَانَه
لَدَّى ولَم يَدرُوا لَديه مَكَانِيا
Especially those who do not know his
Status to me and did not know my status to him
ألاَ سُبَّةً للجاهلين وضِلَّةً
لِسَعيهُمُ يرجونَ منه ابتِعَاديَا
Alas stupidity for the ignorant and misguidance
For their efforts, hoping to distance me from him
وما لَهُمُ ثَأرٌ علىَّ وإن يكُن
فَوَالله ما أدريه مُذ كنتُ دَارِيا
And they have no vengeance upon me, and if
They do, by God I have not known it since I was conscious
إذا كَان فقرُ الحبِّ ذنبِي لَديهِمُ
فما ضَرَّهم إن كنتُ بِالفَقرِ راضِيا
If the poverty of love was my sin to them
Then how did it harm them if I was content with poverty
وفَقرُ نفُوسٍ لو هُمُ يعلَمُونَه
بِحقٍّ لَدام الطَّرفُ منهُمُ دامِيا
And the poverty of souls, if they knew it
Truly, their eyes about it would be teary
إلَهي أنا راضٍ بِحَالي وشَاكرٌ
لِنُعمَاكَ هذِي عن رِضَائي بِحَاليا
My God, I am content with my state and thankful
For Your blessings, this is beyond my contentment with my state
وما طِلبِتي إلا التِّهامِي تُديمُهُ
وتُبقِيه لي ما دام جُودُكَ باقِيَا
And my request is only to perpetuate the coveted one
And keep him for me as long as Your generosity remains