الدَهرُ أَفتَكَ فارِسَ بِطِرادِهِ
أَبَداً وَأَكثَرَ فَتكَهُ بِجِيادِهِ
Time destroyed the knight with its flow,
And increased its destruction with its steeds.
يَخنى فَإشن قَصَدَ الفَتى لَم يَنتَفِع
بِمَضاءِ صارِمِهِ وَطولُ نِجادِهِ
If the young man had a purpose, he would not benefit
From the sharpness of his sword and the length of its sheath.
يَسطو عَلى المَرءِ المَنِيِّ بَعدَ العَنا
قَسراً فَماذا النَفعُ مِن إيجادِهِ
It forcibly attacks the helpless man after weakness,
So what is the benefit of its creation?
يَرِثُ الفَناءَ وَقَد يَرى مَن لَم يَرِثِ
شَيئاً سِوى ذا المَوتُ عَن أَجدادِهِ
It inherits extinction, and one who did not inherit
Anything but death from his ancestors.
لا يَشفَعَن بِالمَرءِ غَضُّ شَبابِهِ
عِندَ الحَمامِ وَلا ذَكاءِ فُؤادِهِ
Neither the pride of youth will intercede for a man
At the time of death, nor the intelligence of his mind.
البَينُ يَختَرِمُ الجَميعَ وَلَيتُما
قَد كانَ كُلُّ البَينِ بِينَ سَعادِهِ
Separation wounds everyone, and I wish
That all separation was a separation of happiness.
بَينٌ كَفى الدُنيا نَعابُ غَرابِهش
وَبِهِ كَفى مُتَشائِماً بِسَوادِهِ
A separation that the world’s misfortunes sufficed,
And with it sufficed the pessimist with its darkness.
يَردى الحَبيبُ وَخِلُّهُ مُتَقَلِّبٌ
في مَضجَعٍ أَهناهُ شَوكُ قَتادِهِ
The loved one deteriorates and his friend changes,
In a bed that its thorns have exhausted him.
مُتَعَرِّضاً بِالنائِباتِ الغُبَرِ في
إِصدارِهِ أَبَداً وَفي إيرادِهِ
Exposing himself to misfortunes, the dust is in
His chest forever, and in his narration.
يا أَيُّها البَينُ المُفَرَّقُ بَينَنا
إِذ فيهِ مَعنى الدَهرِ في اِستِبدادِهِ
O separation that separated us,
Since in it is the meaning of time’s tyranny.
الدَهرُ أَنزَقَ شيمَةً مِن أَن يُرى
بِالحَزمِ ذا بَقيٍ عَلى أَفرادِهِ
Time is too shameful to be seen
With wisdom, of lasting remains over its individuals.
ما زالَ يُفَجِّعُنا بِهِم حَتّى غَدا
شَرَفُ الفَتى بَينَ الوَرى بِمَعادِهِ
It still grieves us with them until the honour of the young man
Among people became with his disappearance.
فَلَبِئسَ عَيشٌ باتَ مُختَرِماً بِهِ
مِثلَ السَليمِ رَزيئَةٌ لِبِلادِهِ
So miserable is a life that is torn apart with
Like the peace of the land, miserable for its countries.
وَلَبِئسَ أَفضالٍ وَمَجدٍ بَعدَهُ
وَلَبَئِسَتِ الأَيّامُ بَعدَ بِعادِهِ
And miserable are the virtues and glory after him,
And miserable are the days after his distance.
مَن هَزَّ هَذا القَطرُ فاجِعُ فَقدِهِ
حَتّى تُفطِرَ فيهِ قَلبَ جَمادِهِ
Who shook this country, grieving for his loss,
Until the heart of its inanimate broke?
وَسَطا عَلى الصَبرِ التَفَجُّعِ بالِغاً
سَيلُ الأَسى الطامي ذَرى أَطوادِهِ
And the middle of patience and lamentation was passed,
The floods of sorrows overflowed its dams.
وَتُوُفِّيَت آمالُنا من بَعدِهِ
ما الدَهرُ يُحييها إِلى آبادِهِ
And our hopes were ended after him,
Time does not revive them to his settlement.
الأَروَعُ الشَهمَ الَّذي بِعُلومِهِ
وَجَدائِهِ كَالبَحرِ في إِزبادِهِ
The most courageous, noble one, who with his knowledge,
And his generosity was like the sea in its abundance.
الطائِرُ الصيتُ الرَفيعُ مَقامُهُ
وَالباهِرُ الحَسَناتُ في إِسعادِهِ
The high-flying fame, his high position,
And the brilliant good deeds in making him happy.
مَن كانَ باباً لِلرَجاءَ مَبلَغاً
في الخَطبِ مَن يَرجو شَأوَ مُرادِهِ
He who was a door to hope, reaching
In calamities, the one who hopes for the fulfillment of his purpose.
وَقَفَ الحَياةَ لِخِدمَةِ العِلمِ الَّذي
قَد كانَ حَقّاً باسِطاً لِمِهادِهِ
He stopped life to serve knowledge, which
Was truly a right, laying down its cradle.
فَقَضى بُعَيدَ أَبيهِ في أَجَلِ أَبي
إِلّا اِتِّصالَ حَدادِهِ بِحِدادِهِ
So he passed away after his father, in the lifetime of his father,
Except the succession of his mourning to his mourning.
أَسَفاً عَلَيهِ وَكانَ رُكناً لِلعُلى
وَقوامُها بِطَريفِهِ وَتِلادِهِ
I grieve for him, he was a pillar of sublimity,
Its pillar was his gentleness and birth.
أَيّامَ باهِرَ مَجدِهِ يَذَرِ السُهى
وَكَواكِبَ الأَفلاكِ مِن حُسّادِهِ
The days of his brilliant glory make the luminaries
And the planets jealous of his enemies.
أَيّامَ لا تَلقاهُ إِلّا جاهِداً
وَمُجاهِداً في العِلمِ حَقَّ جِهادِهِ
Days when you would not find him but struggling
And striving in knowledge, truly striving.
أَيّامَ أَن صَعَدَ المَنابِرَ خاطِباً
تَهتَزُّ مشن عَجَبٍ ذَرى أَروادِهِ
Days when he ascended the pulpits preaching,
The snakes would shake in awe of his words.
مَهلاً لِتُبصِرَ حالَ مَن غادَرَتهُم
وَتَرى قَضاءُ اللَهِ بَينَ عِبادِهِ
Wait to see the state of those who left them,
And see the judgment of God among His servants.
مِن كُلِّ مَن تَخِذَ السُهّادَ سَميرُهُ
وَأَقامَ نَواحاً عَلى تَعدادِهِ
Of everyone who took the pillows as their friend,
And lamented according to their number.
مِن كُلِّ مَن نَظَمَ المَراثي جاعِلاً
مِن ذَوبِ عَينِهِ سَوادَ مِدادِهِ
Of everyone who composed the elegies, making
The blackness of his ink from the melting of his eyes.
غادَرتُ ذِكرَكَ في الوَرى لا نافِذاً
بَل تَنتَهي الأَيّامُ قَبلَ نَفادِهِ
I left mention of you in the world, not fleeting,
But the days end before its depletion.
فَاِذهَب إِلى مَولاكَ يا مَن قَد قَضى
وَالشُكرُ لِلرَحمَنِ أَكثَرَ زادِهِ
So go to your Master, O you who has fulfilled,
Thankfulness to the Merciful is the most provision.
