دَمُ العشّاقِ مَطْلُولُ

ودَيْنُ الصَّبِّ مَمْطولُ

The blood of lovers is shed,

And the debt of passion is unpaid,

وسَيفُ الَّلحظِ مَسْلولُ

ومُبْدي الحبِّ معذولُ

And the sword of glance is unsheathed,

And the love confessor is berated.

وإن لم يُصْغِ لِلاّئِمْ

إذا لم يَظهَر الحُبُّ

If love is not apparent,

And passion does not erupt,

ولمْ يَنْهتك الصبُّ

ويُفِش سِرَّه القلبُ

And the heart its secret does not divulge,

Then all his claims are but lies.

فَجُمْلَةُ ما ادَّعَى كِذْبُ

فَبحْ يأيّها الكاتِمْ

So speak out, you who are silent,

Of the enchanting glance,

وأَحْوَرَ ساحرِ الطَّرف

يفوق جَوامعَ الوَصْفِ

That transcends all description,

Of smooth charm and flair,

مَليحُ الَّدلِّ والظَّرْفِ

جَنَتْ ألحاظُه حَتفي

His glances have slain me,

So who dares assail the unjust?

فَمنْ يُعْدي على ظَالِمْ

أطاعَ جُفونَهُ السِّحْرُ

His lids obeyed his sorcery,

And the moon submitted to his face,

وذّلَّ لوجهِه البَدْرُ

ومادَ بِردْفِه الخَصْرُ

And his slender waist responded,

His mouth resembled a pearl.

وأَشبَهَ ثَغْرَهُ الدُّرُّ

فقلبُ محِبِّه هائمْ

So the heart of his lover wanders,

He rebukes me for my love,

يُعَنِّفني على حُبّي

ويَهْجُرُني بِلا ذَنبِ

And abandons me without fault,

As if I am not struck by passion,

كأنِّي لستُ بالصّبِّ

لِقَهْوةِ ريقهِ العَذْبِ

For the nectar of his saliva.

But is there any pity in love?

أما في الحبِّ مِن راحِمْ

غزالٌ لحظُهُ شَرَكُهْ

A gazelle is his glancing,

And the full moon is his raiment,

وبدرٌ ثوبهُ فَلَكُهْ

لو أني كنت أَمْتلِكُهْ

If I could possess him,

I would ravage all his essence contained,

فأَنْهَبَ مَا حَوَتْ تِكَكُهْ

نِهابَ الظافر الغانِمْ

The ravaging of the triumphant victor.

Take my blood witness,

خُذوا بِدَمى قَنَا القدِّ

وحُسْنَ تورُّد الخَدّ

And the beauty of his blushing cheek,

And the night of his curly hair,

وليلَ الشَّعَرِ الجّعْدِ

وثِقْلَ الكَفَلِ النَّهْد

And heaviness of his languid eyelid,

And the sickness of my ever weeping eyes.

وسُقْمَ الأَعْيُنِ الدائمْ

متى يظفر بالوصلِ

When will a lover attain union,

And banish injustice with justice?

ويَنفي الجَوْرَ بالعَدْلِ

محبٌّ دائمُ الخَبلِ

A crazed lover, robbed of patience and sanity,

Gloomy, distraught, wandering.

سَليبُ الصَّبر والعقلِ

كئِيبٌ مُدنَفٌ هائمْ

With the beauty of the tender eyes,

And the squeeze of pause and batted eyelashes,

بحُسْن الأعيُن النُّجْلِ

وعَضِّ الْوَقْفِ والحِجْلِ

With that sturdy, slender frame,

And saliva like bees' honey,

بذاكَ القَصَبِ الجَزْلِ

ورِيقٍ كَجَنَي النَّحْلِ

And a mouth that tempts the critic.

Ask the sun that rose upon us,

وثَغْرٍ يُطمِعُ الشائم

سَلُوا الشمسَ الّتي طلعتْ

Then did not set,

Perhaps she will mourn those she killed,

علينا ثم ما أَفلتْ

عسى ترثى لمن قَتَلَتْ

With her eyes, unknowingly,

For the unjust may be entreated.

بعيَنْيها وما عَلِمتْ

فقد يُستعطَف الظالمْ

By the yellow beads,

And the hues of red chrysolite,

أمَا والخُرَّدِ الصُّفْرِ

شَبِيهاتِ سَنَا البَدْر

And the fires they ignited within my chest,

A passion not dormant.

وألوانِ صفَا الحْمرِ

لقد أَضْرَمْن في صَدري

A saliva that stirs desire,

Bringing gladness and grace,

غراماً ليس بالنائمْ

وراجٍ تبعثُ الطَّرَبا

Its temperament excites loved ones,

It imagines itself the eyes of a bear

وتُحي الظَّرْف والأَدَبا

يُثير مِزاجُها حَبَبَا

And a pearl the jeweller has strung.

By the great constellation,

تَخالُ بِه عيونَ دَبا

ودُرّاً صَفَّهُ الناظمْ

And Zamzam, Safa and Mina,

And those who uttered its name in prayer,

أَما والجَمْرَة الكُبرْىَ

وزمزَمَ والصَّفا ومِنى

Circling the House then hastening,

Clothed, humble, upright.

ومَنْ لَبَّى بها ودعَا

وطافَ البيتَ ثم سَعَى

He has become for us a successor,

Nizar, who built greatness,

خميصاً مُخْبِتا قائِمْ

لقد أضحَى لنا خَلفاً

And became the fifth of successors,

And revived their exemplary ways,

نِزارٌ وابتَنَى الشّرفَا

وأَصبحَ خامسَ الخُلَفا

Thus with guidance he rose.

An imam whose glory is eternal,

وأحيَا سَعْيُه السَّلَفا

فَأَضحَى بِالهُدى قائِمْ

A beacon who summoned determination,

And attained glory and nobility,

إمامٌ جاوَدَ الدَّيمَا

نَدىً واستخدَمَ الهِمما

And became in the world a banner,

A brilliant star in the horizon.

وحازَ المجدَ والكَرَما

وأصبحَ في الورى عَلَما

When he aids kings to ascend,

And pours out the dew of bounty,

نَجِيبٌ في العلا ناجِمْ

إذا عالى الملوكَ عَلاَ

And does not let the destitute suffer,

And quenches the thirst of young and old,

وإن سِيلَ النّدَى بَذَلا

ولَم يَلْق العُفاةَ بلا

And wards off enemies with vengeance.

He built his glory and honor,

وَروَّى البِيضَ والأَسَلا

وراحَ من العِدا ناقِمْ

And attained gratitude and praise,

And became in the world peerless,

نما في المجدِ عُنْصُرهُ

وطال النجم مَفخَرُهُ

And strengthened his rule so it spread,

And wove its collar a sculptor.

وفاقَ البدرَ مَنَظرُه

فَصرْفُ الدهر يَحْذَرُهُ

As if his brow were the moon,

And his resolute mind were fate,

أبِيٌّ لَينٌ صارِم

وحيدٌ في فضائِلهِ

So neither good fortune evades him,

Nor does misfortune take him unaware,

شريفٌ في أوائِلِهِ

يجود ببَذْلِ نائِلهِ

While atop glory’s summit encamped.

Great in his humility,

ويعشَقُ لفظَ سائِلهِ

جَوادٌ حازِمٌ عازِمْ

Noble in his making,

He gives generously to compliant ones,

بَنَى العَلْياءَ والمَجْدا

وحاز الشكرَ والحَمْدا

And severs the rope of detractors,

Hovering over his loftiness.

وأصبح في الورى فَرْداً

وشدَّ المُلْك فاشْتَدّا

The sword fears his supremacy,

The spear dreads his thrust,

وراحَ لِعقْده ناظمْ

كأنّ جبِينَه القمرُ

Glory craves his pride,

Bounty approves his nature,

وعَزْمةَ رأيِه القَدرُ

فليس يَفُوتُه ظَفَرُ

For his clouds are overwhelming.

When he is generous with his bounty,

ولا يغتالُه حَذَرُ

على ثَبَجِ العُلا جاثمْ

And ambitious in his aspirations,

The stars walk at his feet,

عظيمٌ في تَواضُعِهِ

جِليلٌ في صَنائِعهِ

And time serves him,

And Hashim's sun has dawned.

يجودُ على مُطاوعِهِ

ويقَطَعُ حَبْلَ قاطِعِه

When his flood pours he does not stint,

And gives before being asked,

على عَلْيائِه حائمْ

يَخاف السيفُ سَطْوتَه

Generous, though he says little he acts,

And resembles his sent grandfather,

ويخشَى الرُّمْحُ هَزَّتَهُ

ويَهْوَى المجدُ غُرّتَهُ

With knowledge beyond the world’s scholar.

Noble, his effort is appreciated,

ويَرْضَى الجودُ شِيمَتَهُ

لأنّ سَحابَه ساجِمْ

Famed for his conduct,

And by his nobility spoken of,

إذا ما اعتدَّ في كَرَمِهْ

وراحَ على عُلا هِمَمِهْ

Victorious over enemies,

With none to blemish his glory.

غدَا والنَّجْمُ في قَدَمِهْ

وراحَ الدهرُ من خَدَمِهْ

For God has granted him,

The essence of all he wished,

وساد الشُّمَّ من هاشمْ

إذا ما سِيلَ لَم يَبْخَلْ

And preferred and exalted him,

And enabled him and pleased him,

ويُعطِي قبلَ أن يُسْأَلْ

جوادٌ إن يَقُلْ يَفعلْ

With none to diminish his merit.

God saw him virtuous,

ويُشْبِه جَدَّهُ المُرْسَلْ

بمَا جَهِلَ الوَرَى عالِم

With no peer or equal,

So he apportioned fair shares,

كريمُ السَّعي مشكورُ

بَبدُل العُرْف مشهورُ

And pleased bounty with recompense,

The dispenser of people’s provision.

وبالعَلْياء مَذكورُ

على الأعداء منصورُ

When my poetry could not contain,

Your loftiness nor my mind,

وليس لمجدِه ثالِمْ

لأنّ اللّه أعطاهُ

I made praise like thankfulness,

For you are master of the age,

جَوامعَ ما تَمنّاهُ

وفضَّله وأعْلاه

Of the Ghor, the Fatimid clan.

How can gratitude attain,

ومكّنه وأَرضاهُ

وليس لفضلهِ جاذِمْ

Rewarding you and remembering you,

When not even a drop can reach you,

بَراهُ الله للفَضْلِ

بِلاَ نِدّ ولا مِثْلِ

Nor any sea resemble you,

So generous you overwhelm the avaricious.

فَعدَّلَ قِسْمةَ العَدْلِ

وأَرْضَى الجُودَ بالبَدْلِ

He is the moon that rose,

He is the dawn that emerged,

لأرزاق الوَرَى قاسِمْ

ولمّا لَم يَسَعْ شِعْري

He is the rain that gushed forth,

He is the sword that cutting swung,

مَعالِيكَ ولا فِكْري

جعلتُ المدحَ كالشكرِ

With its two edges and sheath.

You have remained righteous,

لأنّك مالِكُ العصْرِ

من الغُرِّ بني فاطِمْ

And fortunate, ascendant,

Lofty, judicious, majestic,

وكيف يبلغ الشكُر

مكافاتك والذِّكُر

Perfect, meritorious, splendid,

And most stubborn have your nostrils turned.

ولا يَبْلُغُك القَطْرُ

ولا يُشْبِهُك البَحْرُ

سَماحاً يُغرِق الزّاحمْ

هو البدر الّذي طَلَعا

هو الصبحُ الّذي سَطَعَا

هو الَغْيث الّذي اندفعا

هو السيف الذي قَطَعا

بحَدَّيْه وبالقائمْ

فلا زلتَ على الرُّشْدِ

وفي الإقبال والسَّعْدِ

رفيعَ القَدْرِ والجَدِّ

سليمَ الفَضْلِ والمَجْدِ

وأنفُ مَنْ أَبَى راغِمْ