أترى يؤوب لنا الأُبَيْ

رِقُ والمُنى للمرءِ شُغْلُ

Will the nights of mourning return for us,

And sorrow become the preoccupation of man?

طَلَلٌ لعَزَّةَ ما يزا

لُ على ثراهُ دمٌ يُطَلُّ

A trace remains of the glory of those who have passed,

Their blood still stains the earth.

قتلوا وما قتلوا وعن

دَهُمُ لنا قوَدٌ وعَقْلُ

They were killed yet they were not killed,

For us they lit a fire and left wisdom.

قل للّذين على مَوا

عِدهم لنا خُلفٌ ومَطْلُ

Tell those who await their promises:

We have successors for them and determination.

كم ضامني من لا أُضِي

مُ وملَّني مَن لا أمَلُّ

How many guarantors do I have

When those I leaned on have forsaken me?

يا عاذلاً لعتابه

كَلٌّ على سَمْعِي وثِقْلُ

O reproacher, enough blame

My hearing grows heavy with it.

إن كنت تأمر بالسُّلُو

وِ فقل لقلبي كيف يسلو

If you order me to be patient,

Tell my heart how to find solace,

قلبي رهينٌ في الهوى

إن كان قلبُك منه يخلو

My heart is captive to passion,

Unless your heart is free of it.

ولقد علمتُ على الهوى

أنّ الهوى سُقمٌ وذُلٌّ

Indeed I know that passion

Is sickness and humiliation.

وتعجّبتْ جَمْلٌ لشَيْ

بِ مفارقي وتشيبُ جَمْلُ

A camel wondered at my departure

And the camel herd grew grey.

ورأتْ بياضاً في سوا

دٍ ما رأته هناك قَبْلُ

It saw a whiteness on the hillside

That it had not seen there before.

كَذُبالةٍ رُفعَتْ على ال

هضباتِ للسّارين ضَلّوا

Like an illusion raised on the slopes

To mislead those who go astray.

أيُّ المفارق لا يُزا

رُ بذا البياضِ ولا يُحَلُّ

What departed one does not bid farewell

At this whiteness, and is not dissolved?

لا تُنكِرِيهِ وَيْبَ غي

رك فَهْو للجهلاءِ غُلُّ

Do not deny it, my friend,

For it is a madness to the ignorant.

ومُعَرِّسٍ أيقظتُه

واللّيلُ للآفاقِ كُحْلُ

And a bridegroom I awakened

While night wrapped the horizons like kohl.

في لَيلةٍ مضروبةٍ

والقُرُّ في الأطرافِ نَمْلُ

On a stormy night,

With candles flickering in the distance.

نزع الكرى ثمّ اِستَوى

فكأنّه للرّكْبِ جِذْلُ

Fate cast him aside, then he stood up

As if he were a guide for the caravan.

يا صانعَ البُكراتِ والر

رَوْحاتِ تنقُلُه شِمَلُّ

O maker of mornings and evenings,

Destiny carries us like a mantle.

ينبو به في كلّ شا

رقةٍ مَرادٌ أو محلُّ

In every east he intended for us

A purpose or destination.

هذا أبو الخطّاب ذو الن

نعماءِ سيّدُنا الأجلُّ

This is Abu Al-Khattab, noblest of men,

Release the fetters and resolve disputes through him,

أحللْ به عُقَدَ الرّحا

لِ فليس بعد اليومِ حَلُّ

For after today there is no solution.

Repel your camel from him,

واِعقِرْ قَلوصَك عنده

فهناك مالٌ ثمّ أهلُ

For there lie riches and family.

O refuge of the anguished,

يا مفزعَ الملهوفِ مم

ما خاف يعمِدُ أو يَزِلُّ

Hearts find safety in fearing or stumbling.

And fortress of the dejected,

ومحصّن المهجات لم

ما أنْ غَدَوْنَ وهنّ أُكْلُ

When they are weakened and defeated.

To the people your rule

وعلى الوسائد منك لل

أقوامِ مرهوبٌ مُجَلُّ

Is forbidding on the cushions.

A deceiver who promises men

مُتَخمِّطٌ يَعِدُ الرّجا

لَ ودونهمْ خَرْقٌ مَضَلُّ

While behind them lies torn garments.

Fear and greed are with him,

رَهْبٌ ورَغْبٌ عنده

فكأنّه شمسٌ وطَلُّ

As if he were the sun and shadow.

But many a cunning plot,

ولربّ داهيةٍ يضي

قُ بكيدها السِّمْعُ الأزَلُّ

Deafens the hearing of time.

With blurred signs on its roads,

مطموسةِ الأعلام في

طُرُقاتها حَرَجٌ وأزْلُ

Embarrassment and slipperiness.

You were born in its glory, when

كنتَ اِبنَ بَجْدَتِها وقدْ

دُعِيَ الرّجالُ لها فقلّوا

Men were called to it, but few came.

And indeed hardships were assured

ولقد تحقّقت النّوا

ئبُ أنَّ غَرْبَك لا يُفَلُّ

That your absence cannot be restored.

The fortress of your security

وحريزَ أمْنِك لا يُرا

عُ وذَوْدَ أرضك لا يُشَلُّ

Cannot be breached or shaken.

I swore by the Sacred House,

أقسمتُ بالبيت الحرا

مِ يزوره رَكْبٌ ورَجْلُ

Visited by pilgrims near and far.

And by Zamzam and Safa and Marwa,

وبزمزمٍ والكارعي

ن لما بها نهلوا وعَلُّوا

Where people draw water and perform Sa'ee.

And by Mina, landing place of pebbles

والنّازلين على مِنىً

لهمُ بها عَقْرٌ وبَزْلُ

Cast there, soaked crimson.

Your noble qualities possessed

وبمسقَطِ الجمراتِ في ال

وادي المُغَمّسِ واِستهلّوا

Cannot be matched or paralleled.

Generosity and justice abound,

إنّ السّجايا الغُرَّ عن

دك ليس يعدِلهنّ مِثْلُ

Who has such generosity and justice?

And care for the needy,

كرمٌ وعدلٌ فائضٌ

مَن ذا له كرمٌ وعدلُ

No blame can touch you.

How many gifts and favors upon me,

وجَنانُ مفتقرِ الجرا

ئرِ لا يُقيمُ عليه ذَحْلُ

Acts of goodwill and grace!

And famous talents,

كم نعمةٍ لك جَمّةٍ

عندي ومعروفٌ وفضلُ

Paths to thanking me and reaching me.

I cannot forget our days together,

وصنائعٍ مشهورةٍ

طُرُقٌ إلى شكري وسُبْلُ

Though the days have been hard.

And times you stood by me

ما أنسَ لا أنسَ اِهتما

مك بي وقد شَحَطَ المحلُّ

While the envious were against me.

You sufficed me when questions were thrown,

ومواقفاً لي قمتها

وَالحاسدونَ إليّ قُبْلُ

What anger does not dissolve?

If we do not appreciate your gratitude,

وَكَفيتني شَطَطَ السؤا

ل وأيُّ عَضْبٍ لا يُسَلُّ

Then the unlawful becomes permitted.

Much we have done by your side,

إنْ لم نُوَفِّك قَدْرَ شك

رِكَ فالمحارمُ تُستَحَلُّ

Independently from your rights.

Listen, for Nowruz brings tidings

وكثيرُ ما قمنا به

في جَنبِ حقّك مُستَقَلُّ

That your ancestors triumphed therein.

And enduring glory that does not fade or expire,

واِسمَعْ فذا النّيروزُ يُخْ

برُ أنّ جَدّك فيه يعلو

Nor decline or tire.

Submit, for after you have healed

وَخلود عزٍّ لا يُحا

لُ ولا يُزال ولا يُمَلُّ

We do not care who rises high.

If you remain forbidden to us,

واِسلَم فإنّا لا نُبا

لي بعد بُرْءِك مَن يُعَلُّ

Then all we dread becomes permitted.

وإذا بقيتَ محرّماً

فجميع ما نخشاه حِلُّ