لا برَّ في الحُبِّ يا أهلَ الهوى قسَمي
ولا وَفَتْ للعُلى إنْ خُنتُكُمْ ذِمَمي
There is no goodness in love, O people of passion, divide my fate
Nor did the exalted fulfill their promises if I betray you
وإنْ صبَوْتُ إلى الأغيارِ بَعدَكُمُ
فلا ترقّتْ إلى هاماتِها هِمَمي
And if I incline to strangers after you
My aspirations never rose to them
وإنْ خَبَتْ نارُ وجدي بالسُّلوِّ فلا
ورّتْ زنادي ولا أجرى النُهى حِكَمي
And if the fire of my passion subsides with diversion, my determination never weakened
Nor did the advice of abstinence flow
ولا تَعصْفرَ لوني بالهوى كمَداً
إنْ لم يورِّدْهُ دَمعي بعدَكمْ بدَمي
My complexion never yellowed with passion again
Unless my tears colored it after you with my blood
ولا رَشَفْتُ الحُميّا منْ مراشِفِها
إنْ كان يَصفو فؤادي بعدَ بعدكمِ
Nor did I taste the sweetness of the pillow after you
If my heart became pure after being far from you
ولا تلذّذْتُ في مُرِّ العَذابِ بكمْ
إنْ كان يعْذُبُ إلّا ذِكرُكُمْ بفَمي
Nor did I enjoy the bitterness of torment because of you
If only the remembrance of you torments my mouth
خلَعْتُ في حبِّكمْ عُذري فألبَسَني
تجرُّدي في هَواكمْ خِلعةَ السّقَمِ
I took off my excuse in loving you, so it dressed me
My devotion in your love dressed me in the garb of the sick
ما صِرْتُ في الحبّ بين الناس معرفةً
حتى تنكّر فيكمْ بالضّنى علَمي
I never became known amongst people in love
Until my inclination to you made my mark unknown
لقد قضيْتُم بظُلْمِ المُستجير بِكُم
ويلاهُ منْ جَورِكُمْ يا جِيرةَ العلَمِ
You have wronged the one seeking refuge in you
Woe to me from your tyranny, O neighbors of glory
أما وسُودِ لَيالٍ في غدائرِكُم
طالتْ عليّ فلمْ أُصبحْ ولمْ أنَمِ
By the black nights amidst your bosoms
Prolonged upon me, so I neither slept nor slumbered
لولا قُدودُ غَوانيكُمْ وأنمُلُها
ما هزّ عِطفي ذِكرُ البانِ والعلَمِ
Were it not for your perfumed braids and its buds
The memory of the house of Buwana and its banner would not have shaken my shoulders
كلّا ولولا الثّنايا مِنْ مَباسمِكُمْ
ما شاقَني بالثّنايا بارِقُ الظُّلَمِ
And were it not for your smiles
The shining of darkness would not have pained me with its smiles
يا جيرةَ البانِ لا بِنتُمْ ولا برِحَتْ
تبكي عليكُمْ سُروراً أعيُنُ الدِّيَمِ
O neighbours of Buwana, neither a daughter was born
Nor did an eye of a tearful person cease crying over you
ولا اِنْجَلى عنكمُ ليلُ الشّبابِ ولا
أفَلتُمُ يا بُدورَ الحيِّ منْ إضَمِ
Nor did the night of youth disappear from you
O full moons, nor were you eclipsed
ما أحْرَمَ النّومَ أجفاني وحرّمَهُ
إلّا تغَيُّبُكُمْ يا حاضِري الحرَمِ
Insomnia never deprived my eyes of sleep except
Your absence, O my neighbours in the inviolable territory
غِبْتُمْ فغيّبْتُمُ صُبحي فلسْتُ أرى
إلّا بقايا ألمّتْ فيهِ منْ لِمَمي
You went away, so you took away my morning, and I see
Nothing but remnants that gathered in it from my tears
صبراً على كُلِّ مرٍّ في مَحبَّتِكُمْ
يا أملَحَ النّاسِ ما أحلى بكُم ألَمي
Patience over every bitterness in loving you
O most delightful of people, how sweet is my pain because of you
رِفْقاً بصبٍّ غدَتْ فيكمْ شَمائلُه
مَشمولةً منذُ أخذِ العَهْدِ بالقِدَمِ
Be gentle with someone whose features
Have been touched since taking the covenant of the anklets
حَليفِ وَجْدٍ إذا هاجَتْ بَلابِلُهُ
ناجى الحَمامَ فداوَى الغَمَّ بالنَّغَمِ
The companion of passion, when its confusions rage
Complains to the doves who cure his sorrows with cooing
يَشكو الظّما فإذا ما مرّ ذِكرُكُمُ
أنْساهُ ذِكرَ وُرودِ البانِ والعلَمِ
He complains of injustice, but when you are mentioned
The memory of the house of Buwana and its banner makes him forget
حيُّ الهوى مَيّتُ السُلوانِ ذو كَبِدٍ
مَوجودةٍ أصبحتْ في حيّزِ العدَمِ
The passionate alive but the subdued dead, with a liver
That is present but became non-existent in the abode of perdition
خافَ الرّدى منذُ جرّتْ سُودُ أعيُنِكمْ
بيضَ الظُبى فاِستَجارَتْ رُوحهُ بِكُمِ
He feared destruction ever since your dark eyes shed
The tears of the gazelle, so his soul sought refuge in you
اللّهَ فيها فقد حلّتْ جِوارَكُمُ
والبِرُّ بالجارِ منْ مُستحْسَنِ الشِيَمِ
He found God in them, so he settled as a neighbour to you
And kindness to neighbours is of the best traits
لمّا إليكُمْ ضَلالُ الحبِّ أرشدَها
ظلّتْ لديكُم بظِلِّ الضّالِ والسَّلَمِ
When the misguided of love came to you
They stayed in your shade, misguided and safe
يا حبّذا لكَ منْ عَيشِ الشبيبة والد
دَهرُ العَبوسُ يُرينا وجهَ مُبتَسمِ
How excellent is the life of youth and flirting
While frowning time shows us a smiling face
فَيا رَعى اللّهُ سُكّانِ الحِمى وحَمى
حيَّ الحجونِ وحيّاهُ بمُنْسَجِمِ
So may God protect the inhabitants of the inviolable territory and protect
The alive from them with harmony
وحبّذا بيضُ لَيلاتٍ بسَفحِ مِنىً
كانت قِصاراً فَطالَتْ منذُ بَينِهِمِ
And how excellent are the white nights on the plains of Mina
Which were short but became long since they were amongst them
أكرِمْ بهمْ منْ سَراةٍ في شَمائلِهمْ
قد صيّروا كلَّ حُرٍّ تحت رِقِّهمِ
Honor them, the noble in their features
Who have subjugated every free man under their slavery
رُماةُ غُنجٍ لأسبابِ الرّدى وُسِموا
باِسْمِ السِّهامِ وسمّوها بكُحْلِهِمِ
Archers of the unsheathed arrows of mischief, they were named
By the name of arrows and named them with their kohl
صُبحُ الوجوهِ مَصابيحٌ تظنُّهمُ
زَرّوا الجيوبَ على أقمارِ لَيلهِمِ
The faces of the dawn are lamps that you think
They tied the stars to the moons of their nights
إذا اِكْتَسى الليلُ من لألائهم ذَهباً
أجرى السّرابَ لُجَيناً فوقَ أرضِهمِ
If the darkness sought ornaments from their splendor, it took
Flowing mirages above their land
كأنّ أمَّ نُجومِ الأفقِ ما وَلدَتْ
أُنثى ولا ذَكراً إلّا بحيّهمِ
It is as if the mother of the horizons’ stars never gave birth
To a female or male except in their courtyard
أو أنّ نَسرَ الدُجى بَيضاتُهُ سقطَتْ
للأرضِ فاِستحضَنَتها في خُدورِهمِ
Or the eggs of the darkness' eagles fell
To the ground, so it incubated them in their laps
لانتْ كَلينِ القَنا قاماتُهُمْ وحكَتْ
أجفانُ بيضهمِ أجفانَ بِيضهمِ
Their soft cheeks bent the stalks of the branches
And their white eyelids narrated the eyelids of their whiteness
تقسّمَ البأسُ فيهِم والجَمالُ مَعاً
فشابَهَ القِرْنُ منهمْ قَرْنَ شَمسهمِ
Valor and beauty are distributed among them
So youth resembles the prime of their sun
تُناطُ حُمرُ المَنايا في حَمائلِهِمْ
وسُودُها كائناتٌ في جُفونهِمِ
The red of death lies in their brows
While its blackness exists in their eyelids
مُفَلّجاتٌ ثَناياهُمْ حَواجِبهُمْ
مَقرونةٌ بالمَنايا في لِحاظِهمِ
Their frowning eyebrows and brows
Are paired with death in their glances
كلُّ المَلاحةِ جُزءٌ من مَلاحتِهمْ
وأصلُ كلِّ ظَلامٍ منْ فُروعهمِ
All coquetry is a part of their coquetry
And the origin of all darkness is from their branches
وا طولَ ليلي ووَيْلي في ذَوائِبِهمْ
ورقّتي ونُحولي في خُصورِهمِ
Oh how long my night is and woe is me in their folds
And my leanness and emaciation in their chests
إنّ النفوسَ الّتي تَقضي هَوىً وجوىً
فيهِمْ لأوْضَحُ عُذراً منْ وُجوهِهمِ
Verily the souls that perish in passion and love for them
Are clearer in excuse than their faces
غُرٌّ عن الدُرِّ لم تفضُلْ مَباسِمَهُمْ
إلّا سَجايا رسولِ اللّهِ ذي الكرَمِ
More alien to pearls than their smiles are
Only the traits of Allah's Messenger of generosity
مُحمّدٍ أحمد الهادي البشير ومَنْ
لولاه في الغَيّ ضلّتْ سائرُ الأمَمِ
Muhammad, Ahmed, the guiding, announcing one, and whoever
Without him would have gone astray in misguidance
مُباركُ الإسمِ مَيمونٌ مآثرهُ
عمّتْ فآثارُها بالغَوْرِ والأكَمِ
The blessed name, the auspicious one, his achievements
Extended so his effects include the land and the heap
طَوْقُ الرسالةِ تاجُ الرُّسْل خاتِمُهُمْ
بل زينةٌ لِعبادِ اللَّهِ كُلِّهمِ
The collar of messengership, the crown of prophethood, its seal
Rather, an adornment for all of Allah's servants
نورٌ بَدا فاِنجلى غمُّ القلوبِ بهِ
وزالَ ما في وُجوهِ الدّهْرِ من غُمَمِ
A light appeared so the gloom of hearts illuminated
And whatever gloom was on the faces of time disappeared
لو قابَلَتْ مُقلةَ الحِرباءِ طلعَتُهُ
ليلاً لرُدَّ إليها الطّرفُ وهوَ عَمي
If his rise met the pupil of Sirius at night
It would return the gaze and it would be blind
تشفي منَ الدّاءِ والبَلواءِ نِعْمَتُهُ
وتنفُخُ الروحَ في البالي من الرِّمَمِ
His grace heals disease and affliction
And breathes life into a withered soul
كمْ أكْمَهٍ بَرِئَتْ عَيناهُ إذْ مُسِحَتْ
من كفّهِ ولَكَمْ بالسّيفِ قدَّ كَمي
How many blind were cured when touched
By his palm, and how many were silenced by the sword
وكم لهُ بسِنينِ الشُهْبِ عارفةٌ
قد أشرَقَتْ في جِباهِ الأليُلِ الدُهُمِ
And how many white-haired have knowledge of him
Their foreheads shone in the dark, fragrant night
لُطفٌ منَ اللّهِ لوْ خُصَّ النّسيمُ بِما
فيهِ منَ اللُطفِ أحْيا مَيّتَ النَّسَمِ
A subtlety from God, if the breeze was particularized with
What subtlety is in it, it would revive the dead breeze
على السّمواتِ فيهِ الأرضُ قد فخَرَتْ
والعُرْبُ قد شَرُفَتْ فيهِ على العَجَمِ
Above the heavens, through him the earth prided
And the Arabs prided over the non-Arabs through him
سُرَّتْ بمَولدِهِ أمُّ القُرى فنَشا
في حِجْرِها وهْوَ طِفلٌ بالغ الحلُمِ
The mother of villages delighted at his birth, so he grew up
In her lap as a child of great forbearance
سيفٌ بهِ نُسَخُ التّوراةِ قد نُسِخَتْ
وآيةُ السّيفِ تَمحو آيةَ القلَمِ
A sword with which the Torah was abrogated, so the
Verse of the sword effaces the verse of the pen
يَغشى العِدا وهْوَ بسّامٌ إذا عَبَسوا
والمَوتُ في ضَحَكاتِ الصّارمِ الخَذِمِ
He covers the enemies while smiling, if they frown
And death smiles amidst the firm, harsh smiter
يفترُّ للضّرْبِ عنْ إيماضِ صاعِقةٍ
وللنّدى عن وَميضِ العارضِ الرَّذِمِ
He unsheathes to strike the glittering lightning
And the sharp blade from the glittering, fleeting lightning
إذا العَوالي علَيهِ بالقَنا اِشتَبَكَتْ
ظنَنْتَ في سَرْجِهِ ضِرْغامَةَ الأُجُمِ
When the lofty struggle with him with spears, you think
There is the darkness of night in his saddling
قد جلَّ عنْ سائِرِ التّشبيهِ مَرتبةً
إذ فوقَهُ ليسَ إلّا اللّهُ في العِظَمِ
He is too exalted for all simile in rank
For above him is none but Allah in greatness
شرِّفْ بتُربتهِ العِرنينَ مُنتَشِعاً
فشَمُّ تُربَتهِ أوفى منَ الشَّمَمِ
Honor with his soil the bridles, fervently
For smelling his soil is truer than smelling
هوَ الحبيبُ الّذي جُنِنْتُ فيه هوًى
يا لائِمي في هَواهُ كيفَ شِئتَ لُمِ
He is the beloved whom I passionately loved, O you
Who blame me for his love, however you wished, blame me
أرى مَماتي حَياتي في محبّتهِ
ومحنتي وشَقائي أهنَأَ النِّعَمِ
I see my life and death in loving him
And my tribulation and misery are the most delightful bounties
أسكَنْتُهُ بِجَناني وهوَ جنّتُهُ
فأثْلجَتْ فيهِ أحشائي على ضرَمِ
I made him reside in my heart while he is its paradise
So my insides chilled in him despite inflammation
عيناً تُهوّمُ إلّا بعدَ زَورَتهِ
عَدِمْتُها وفُؤاداً فيهِ لم يَهِمِ
I lost the eye that did not passionately long for him
And the heart that did not care for him
واهاً على جُرعةٍ منْ ماءِ طَيبةَ لي
يُبَلُّ في بَرْدِها قَلْبٌ إليه ظَمي
Alas for a sip of the water of Taybah for me
That melts a heart thirsty for it from its coolness
للّهِ رَوضةُ قُدسٍ عندَ مِنبَرِهِ
تعُدُّها الرُّسْلُ منْ جنّاتِ عدْنِهمِ
For Allah is a garden of holiness near his pulpit
Which the prophets count as one of their gardens of Eden
حديقةٌ آسُها التّسبيحُ نَرجِسُها
وسْنى عُيونِ السّهارى في قِيامهِمِ
A garden whose tree is Glorification, its narcissi
The comfort of the eyes of the worshipers during their standing
تبدو حَمائِمُها ليلاً فيُؤنِسُها
رجْعُ المُصَلّينَ في أوْرادِ ذِكرِهمِ
Its doves appear at night, so it is comforted
By the return of the praying during their litanies’ rhythm
قد ورّدَتْ أعيُنُ الباكينَ ساحتَها
ونوّرَتْ جوَّها نِيرانُ وَجْدِهمِ
The eyes of the crying frequented its grounds
And their passion illuminated its atmosphere
كفى لأهلِ الهَوى شُبّاكُهُ شَبكاً
فكَمْ بهِ طائراتٌ منْ قُلوبهمِ
The window is enough for the passionate as a net
So how many birds of hearts were caught by it
نَبيُّ صِدْقٍ بهِ غُرُّ المَلائِكِ لا
تنفكُّ طائِفةً من أمرِ رَبِّهمِ
A prophet of truth, by him the pride of angels always
A group of them never part from their Lord's command
والرُسْلُ لم تأتِهِ إلّا لتَكْسِبَ منْ
سَناهُ أقمارُهُمْ نُوراً لتِمِّهمِ
The prophets only came to gain by his
Traits moons for their own, completing their marks
فيه بَنو هاشمٍ زادوا سَناً وعُلاً
فكانَ نوراً على نورٍ لشِبْهِهمِ
Through him the children of Hashim gained glory and elevation
So he was a light upon a light due to their resemblance
أُصولُ مَجدٍ لهُ في النّصرِ قد ضَمِنوا
وُصولَهمْ للأعادي في نُصولِهمِ
The meteors of Al-Toor always flared within them
Until it gave birth to a sun from their dawns
زهرٌ إلى ماءِ عَلياءٍ به اِنتَسَبوا
أمْسَوا إلى البَدْرِ وافى الشُهْبَ بالرُجُمِ
A blossom relating to the bosom of the Exalted, through which they affiliated
They reached the full moon and the gray hair with stoning
مَنْ مِثلُهم ورَسولُ اللَّه واسطةٌ
لِعقدهمْ وسِراجٌ في بُيوتهمِ
Who can compare to them and the Prophet of God is an intermediary
For their string and a lantern in their homes
ما زال فيهمْ شِهابُ الطُّورِ متّقِداً
حتّى تولّد شَمساً منْ ظُهورهِمِ
The light never ceased within them, flaming
Until the enemies were destroyed during their assaults
قد كان سرّاً فؤادُ الغَيبِ يُضْمِرهُ
فضاقَ عنهُ فأضحى غيرَ مُكتَتِمِ
Swords of truth for the religion of God, they supported
Filth is not purified except by their limits
هَواهُ ديني وإيماني ومُعتقَدي
وحبُّ عِترتهِ عَوني ومُعتصمي
By God, the blossoms are not more beautiful than
The blossoms of creation amongst them during their generosity
ذرّيّةٌ مثلُ ماءِ المُزْنِ قد طَهُروا
وطُهِّروا فصفَتْ أوصافُ ذاتهمِ
The yearning find their soil
A breeze indicating their fragrance
أئمّةٌ أخذَ اللّهُ العُهودَ لهمْ
على جميعِ الوَرى من قَبلِ خَلْقِهمِ
It is as if their selves are from the breath of the Merciful
Created, for He folded them in His propagation
قد حقّقَتْ سُورةُ الأحزابِ ما جحَدَتْ
أعداؤُهمْ وأبانَتْ وجهَ فَضلِهمِ
The Expert knows when he penetrated their knowledge
Which of the deep seas are in their chests
كَفاهُمُ ما بِعَمّى والضُحى شَرَفاً
والنورِ والنّجمِ من آيٍ أتتْ بهمِ
They asceticized while they are fierce, triumphant lions
So marvel at asceticism and fierceness in their nature
سلِ الحَواميمَ هلْ في غَيرهمْ نزلَتْ
وهل أتى هلْ أتى إلّا بمَدحِهمِ
Devout on the prayer niches, and if they witnessed
War, they exterminated enemies in their ruin
أكارِمٌ كرُمَتْ أخلاقُهُمْ فبَدَتْ
مثلَ النُجومِ بماءٍ في صفائِهمِ
Where are the full moons? If eclipsed for a time and marked
From faces and marked them during their prostration
أطايبٌ يَجدُ المُشتاقُ تُربتَهُمْ
ريحاً تدلُّ على ذاتيّ طيبِهمِ
And where is the hymn of the necklace of pearls from sūrahs
Which they recited standing in their humility
كأنّ منْ نفَسِ الرّحمنِ أنفُسهمْ
مخلوقةٌ فهْوَ مَطويٌّ بنَشْرِهمِ
When the cooling of exhalation passes by them, longing
Tears flow passionately from their eyes
يَدري الخَبيرُ إذا ما خاضَ عِلمَهمُ
أيُّ البُحورِ الجَواري في صُدورهمِ
They stood at night so their resting places resented
Their flank and they prolonged estrangement from their sleep
تنسّكوا وهمُ أُسْدٌ مظفّرةٌ
فاِعجَب لنُسكٍ وفتْكٍ في طِباعِهمِ
They tasted the comfort of abstinence mixed
With passion, so they attained sobriety in their intoxication
على المَحاريبِ رُهبانٌ وإن شَهِدوا
حرباً أبادوا الأعادي في حِرابِهمِ
They gained insight so they spent the night vigilant and did not
Die, thus they are counted as the living in their death
أينَ البُدورُ وإن تمّتْ سَنىً وسمَتْ
منْ أوجُهٍ وسَموها في سُجودِهمِ
The swords of truth for God's religion which they supported
Filth is not purified except by their limits
وأينَ تَرتيلُ عقدِ الدُرِّ من سُوَرٍ
قد رتّلوها قِياماً في خُشوعِهمِ
By Allah, the blossoms are not more beautiful than
The blossoms of creatures amongst them during their generosity
إذا هَوى عين تَسنيمٍ يهُبُّ بهمْ
تدفّقَ الدّمعُ شَوقاً من عُيونهمِ
They are him, and he them, my masters and my support
I have no strength, and the Kaaba of my Islam and my Qibla
قاموا الدُجى فتجافَتْ عن مَضاجعِها
جُنوبُهُمْ وأطالوا هَجرَ نَومِهمِ
Thanks to my Lord's bounties, for inspiring me
Them, and quenching me the cup of their love
ذاقوا من الحبِّ راحاً بالنُهى مُزِجَتْ
فأدركوا الصّحوَ في حالاتِ سُكرِهمِ
I have gained honor through them, imitating, and that suffices
For pride that I am a branch from their roots
تبصّروا فقضَوْا نَحباً وما قُبِضوا
لِذا يُعدّونَ أحياءً لمَوتهمِ
I came to take pride in relating to them through carpentry
For my creed is that I am one of their servants
سُيوفُ حقٍّ لدين اللَّه قد نصَروا
لا يَطْهُرُ الرِّجْسُ إلّا في حُدودِهمِ
My master, O Prophet of God, take my hand
For I have borne a burden in which I cannot stand
تَاللّهِ ما الزّهرُ غِبَّ القَطْرِ أحسَنَ منْ
زَهرِ الخلائِقِ منهمْ حينَ جُودِهمِ
I seek God's forgiveness for what I have infringed
Upon myself, and my shame from it, and my regret
همُ وإيّاهُ ساداتي ومُستَنَدي ال
أقوى وكعبةُ إسلامي ومُستَلَمي
If you will not intercede for me in the Hereafter, then who
Can protect me from God's torment and vengeance?
شُكراً لآلاء ربّي حيثُ ألهمَني
ولاهُمُ وسَقاني كأسَ حُبّهمِ
My master, the prayer of one in need of your support
From what is bad and what leads to accusation
لقد تشرّفْتُ فيهمْ محْتِداً وكَفى
فخراً بأنّيَ فرعٌ منْ أصولِهمِ
My bones wear out, and the love of you in them
Is lasting passion and desire without end
أصبَحْتُ أُعزى إليهمْ بالنّجارِ على
أنّ اِعتقادِيَ أنّي منْ عَبيدهمِ
No mention of you passes except binding me
To prose of tears and compose poems in my speech
يا سيّدي يا رسولَ اللَّهِ خُذْ بيَدي
فقدْ تحمّلْتُ عِبئاً فيه لمْ أقُمِ
Blessings of God be upon you whenever the spirits
Of the devout became intoxicated by the comfort of remembering you
أَستغفِرُ اللَّهَ ممّا قد جَنَيْتُ على
نفسي ويا خَجَلي منهُ ويا ندَمي
إنْ لم تكُنْ لي شَفيعاً في المَعادِ فمَنْ
يُجيرُني من عَذابِ اللَّه والنِقَمِ
مَولايَ دعوةَ محتاجٍ لنُصرَتِكُمْ
ممّا يَسوءُ وما يُفضي إلى التُهمِ
تَبلى عِظامي وَفيها من مودّتِكُم
هوىً مُقيمٌ وشوقٌ غيرُ منصرِمِ
ما مرّ ذِكرُكُم إلّا وأَلزَمني
نثرَ الدموعِ ونَظمَ المَدْحِ في كَلِمي
علَيكمُ صَلواتُ اللّهِ ما سَكِرَتْ
أرواحُ أهلِ التُقى في راحِ ذِكرِهمِ
