جاءَ الذي قد كنتَ منه تحذُر
يا أيُّها الطِّفلُ الصَّغيرُ الأَطهَرُ
The one whom you were fearing has come
O you the purest little child
حَمَلوك فوقَ أكُفِّهِم من غَيرِما
إشفاقِ قَلبٍ مِنهُم وتَجمهَروا
They carried you on their palms without
Any kindness of heart or gathering
ويداكَ أُمرِرَتا بِباطِن رُكبَتَي
كَ وقابضٌ بهما الذي لا تُبصِرُ
And your hands were passed through the inside of both my knees
As if held by one whom you do not see
لا مِن أمامِكَ غيرُ وجهٍ عابِسٍ
عَيناهُ في قَطع الجُليدةِ تَنظُرُ
In front of you none but a sullen face
Its eyes looking to cut the throat
وكَأننَّي بكَ تَستَغَيثُ ولا مُغي
ثَ سِوى مِقصٍّ جائعٍ وَسيُفطِرُ
As if I see you scream for help, and no helper
Except a starving blade, and it will rip
تلكَ اللُّقَيمَةُ وَحدَها طَعمٌ لَه
وَإِذا تُريدُ تَزيدُه يَتَشَكَّرُ
That morsel alone has a taste for it
And if you want more it will thank you
عَجَباً لهم مُستَبشرِينَ لِمَا أصا
بَكَ مِن نَكادِ ظُلمِهم لا يُنكَرُ
How strange they are happy for what has afflicted you
Of their injustice that cannot be denied
دُقَّت طُبولُ البِشرِ ساعةَ خَتنِه
والقومُ تُنشِدُ والمَزامِرُ تَزمُرُ
The drums of people were beaten at his circumcision
And the group sings and the pipes sound
وعلَت زعاريدُ النِّساءِ وَوَلوَلَت
فَرَحاً وأنتَ أمامَهُم تَتَكَدَّرُ
And the cries of women arose, and they howled
With joy while you in front of them writhe
ورَأوا منَ الرَّي المُصيبِ صنيَعُم
وكأنني بِأبيكَ ذاك الأعورُ
And they saw the aptness of their deed
As if I see your father, that one-eyed
طوراً يَميلُ بِرَأسِهِ لِشِمالِه
حُمقاً وطوراً يَعتَريه تَهَوُّرُ
Sometimes he leans his head to his left
Stupidly, and sometimes recklessness befalls him
فيسيرُ عن عَجَلٍ ويَحبِسُ بَغتةً
رِجلَيهِ يرقصُ بعدَما تَهَوُّرُ
So he walks hastily and suddenly
Stops his feet, dances after recklessness
والرَّأسُ مُهتَزًّا على تَصفيقِه
وله فَمٌ بعدَ الغِناءِ يُصَفَّرُ
With head shaking at his own clapping
And he has a mouth that whistles after singing
هذا وإنَّه ذاهبٌ لِمُهِمَّةٍ
أو راجعٌ منها ولا يَتَضَرَّرُ
And this while he is going to a mission
Or returning from it, unharmed
أعظِم بها من فِتنةٍ ومُصيبَةٍ
عقلُ الفقيهِ أمامَها مُتحَيِّرُ
Greater than any sedition and affliction
The mind of the jurist in front of it perplexed
وكأنَّني بالشَّهمِ خالِك واقفاً
متَبسِّماً واللَّطفُ منهُ يُقطُرُ
And as if I see venerable Khalik standing
Smiling, kindness dripping from him
مُستقبِلاً للوافدينَ مُرَحِّباً
بِهمُ مُحَيَّاهُ لهم يَستَبشِرُ
Receiving visitors, welcoming
Them, his greetings to them delighted
أكرِم بِخالٍ مثلِ خالِكَ جامعٍ
مِن أحسن الأوصافِ ما لا يُحصَرُ
Blessed with an uncle like your uncle, combining
The best of qualities that cannot be counted
إن يَفتخر قُومٌ بأجدادٍ لَهم
فَهُوَ الذي أجدادُه به تَفخَرُ
If a people are proud of ancestors
He is the one whose ancestors through him are proud
فَتَرى الفَضيلةَ قَد كَسَتهُ خِلالها
فَيَرى صغيرَ القَومِ وهو الأوقَرُ
So you see merit has clothed him through them
He sees the little one of the people yet he is the most dignified
لم يَحتَجِب عني خَيالُه مَرَّةً
يا هل تُرى أنِّي بِباله أخطُرُ
His imagination did not hide from me once
Oh, do you think I ever cross his mind
وإزاءَهُ الرُّوحُ اللَّطيفةُ ضَمَّها
شَخصٌ بِأنواعِ المَحاسِنِ يُذكر
And facing him a gentle soul wrapped
In all kinds of beauty mentioned
ذاكَ الشَّريفُ الأَصلِ والأّخلاقِ
والنَّفسِ الَّذي مِن حاتمٍ هو أَشهَرُ
That noble man of origin and morals
And self who is more famous than Hatim
يَذكو أريجُ المِسكِ ساعةَ يُذكَرُ
خِلُّ الجَميع شريفُنا العَرَبيُّ مَن
The scent of musk spreads when mentioned
Everyone feels humble, our Arab nobleman became
كَرُمَت أُرومَتُه وطابَ العُنصُرُ
فَتَراهُما مُتَصفِّحينَ لأوجُهٍ
His heights and lineage purified and the lineage virtuous
So you see them glancing at faces
مُتَبادِلي نَظراتِ معنىً يَسحَرُ
يَتَراشقانِ منَ النَّكاتِ بِأسهُمٍ
Exchanging meaningful glances that captivate
Shooting jokes at each other with arrows
والطَّرفٌُ إن عَزَّ التَّفاهُم يُخبِرُ
وكأنَّني بجَرادةٍ مَعطُوبَةٍ
And the wink if understanding was hard expresses
And as if I see an infatuated locust
قد سافرت قَصداً لئلاَّ تَحضُرُ
أقبِح بها وبِشكلِها وبما يُسي
That traveled on purpose not to attend
I hate it and its shape and what its
لُه شِدقُها ذاك اللُّعابُ الأصفرُ
وكأنَّني بعَمائمٍ مُصطفَّةٍ
Protruding chin pours, that yellow saliva
And as if I see lined up turbans
مِن تَحتِهِنَّ جَماجِمٌ لا تَشعُرُ
ولِحىً لِمِثلِ اليومِ وُفِّرَ طولُها
Beneath them heads that do not feel
And beards for the likes of this day became plenty
وصديقنا العَربِيُّ فيها يَنظُرُ
جاءَت منَ الحَمر إلى البيضاءِ تَح
And our Arab friend among them watches
They came from red to white carrying
مِلُ مِن دِعايَةِ مُرجفٍ ما يَنشُرُ
رَجعٌ إليه إنَّني مُشتَاقُهُ
Propaganda of an agitator that spreads
Yearning back to him, I
شوقاً لهُ بينَ الضُّلوعِ تَسَعُّرُ
إِنِّي لَقَد أَصبَحتُ مِنهُ خائِفاًَ
Miss him with yearning that burns between the ribs
I have really become afraid of him
فَكَما عَلِمتَ الأَمرُ أَمرٌ أَكبَرُ
إنَّ العظيمَ منَ العَظيم إذا دَنا
As you know the matter is bigger
The great from the great when comes close
يَزدادُ منه تَجَبُّرٌ وتَكَبُّرُ
وَهوَ الذي حازَ الفَخارَ وراثةً
Grows in arrogance and pride
And he is the one who won pride hereditarily
ولهُ البِرِنسِيَةُ التي لا تُنكَرُ
قد كدتُ أنسي يا فقيهُ فَحَدِّثَن
And for him is the prince-ship that cannot be denied
I almost forgot, o jurist, so tell
سَمعي بِذاك فما لَدىَّ تَصَبُّرُ
يا هل ترى تلكَ الصداقةُ لم تَزَل
My hearing, about that as I have no more patience
Oh, do you think that friendship remains
أم هل عَراها يا صَديقُ تَغَيُّرُ
حاشا لقد يَبلى بِجِدَّتِه الزَّما
Or, o friend, has it been stripped of change?
Far it! By its oldness time
نُ وبعضُنا لِلبَعضِ لا يَتَنكَّرُ
ولقد جنيتُ جِنايةً لكنَّني
Passes and some of us to some do not change
And I have committed a crime, but if
إن كنتُ مَن يَجني فكُن مَن يَعذِرُ
لكن علِمتم مِن وفائي ما عَلِم
I am the one who commits then be the one who excuses
But you knew my loyalty what
تُم فاعذِروا مِن بعدُ أو لا تَعذِروا
اللهُ يعلمُ كيفَ حالي بَعدَكُم
You knew so excuse me afterward or do not excuse
God knows how my state is after you
فالجَفنُ منِّي دائماً مستَعِبرُ
So my eyelids from me are always crying