لَنا التَهنِئاتُ وَفَرطُ الجَذَل
وَأَنتَ أَجَلُّ وَأَعلى مَحل
Congratulations and abundant generosity are ours,
While you are of the highest and most exalted status.
وان كانَ فَتحاً أَجَلَّ الفَتوح
وَلَكِنَّ قَدرك فَوقَ الأَجَل
Though this was the greatest opening of conquests,
Your destiny is beyond epochs.
وَأَيُّ عَظيمٍ وَمُستَكبِرٍ
إِلى جَنبِ مَجدِك لا يُستَقل
What great and arrogant man
Can compare to your magnificent glory?
فَمِن فَيلَقٍ سائِرٍ نَحوَهُم
لِغُنمٍ وَمِن غانِمٍ قَد قَفَل
Horsemen marched against them,
Returning with spoils and as victors.
بَشائِرٌ يُطرِبُنا ذِكرُها
وَيُشغِلُنا وَصفُها عَن غَزَل
Tidings that delight us to hear
And whose description distracts us from amorous verse.
سَحابُ عِقابِكَ غَشّاهُمُ
فَأَودى بِهِم وَقعُهُ وَهوَ طَل
The clouds of your punishment overcast them,
Striking them down with its first drops.
وَأَهلَكَ أَرضَهُمُ بالرَذاذِ
فَكَيفَ يَكونُ إِذا ما هَطل
It destroyed their land with sprinkling,
So how will it be when it truly pours down?
وَكَم قَد هَرَقتَ دِماءَ العِدى
تَصُحُّ عَليلاً وَتشفي غُلَل
How much enemy blood have you spilled,
Healing the sick and freeing prisoners?
وَكَم لَكَ مِن غَزوَة قَبلها
وَما لِسواكَ سِوى مُرتَحل
How many raids preceded this one,
With none to match your tireless efforts?
شَحنتَ الشَوانيَ بالدارِعينَ
فَجاءَتكَ مُوقِرةً بالنَفَل
You summoned the brave warriors,
And they dutifully brought their gifts.
جَوارٍ تَطيرُ بأُسدِ الشَرى
وَتزأَرُ ما غابَ الأَسَل
Cowards that flee the evils of conflict
And roar when the lions have gone.
حَملنَ اليكَ سَبايا الَّذي
طَغى فَحمَّلنَ اليهِ الأَجَل
They brought you captives of those
Who tyrannized, and whom you brought death.
وَلَو لَم تَصِل سابِقاتُ الرِماحِ
اليهم كَفَت سابِقاتُ الوَهَل
Had the speartips not reached them first,
Their fear and anguish would have killed them.
وَلَو لَم يَمتهم قِراعُ السُيوفِ
أَماتَهُمُ خَوفُها وَالوَجَل
Had the swordblows not finished them off,
Their dread of your might around them would have.
وَقَد أَيقَنوا بالتَوى إِذ وَهى
لِبأسِكَ حَولَهُم وَالحِيَل
They knew repentance was futile,
When your prowess encircled them without escape.
وَلَكِن تَعرَّضَهُم ضَلَّةً
كِذابُ المُنى وَخِداعُ الأَمَل
But the deceitful hopes of fate
Misguided them down wrong paths.
