بقيتَ بقاءَ الدّهرِ يا بهجةَ الدّهرِ

وهُنّئَ فيكَ العصرُ يا زينةَ العَصْرِ

You have remained forever, O joy of all time

And this era was blessed through you, O beauty of the age

وفَدّتْ مُحيّاكَ النُجومُ بشَمسِها

ولا زِلْتَ منها تَجتَني هالةَ البَدْرِ

The stars came to congratulate you with their sun

And you continue to glean from them the halo of the full moon

ولا برحَتْ ريحُ الوَغى لك في اللِقا

تُفتّحُ أزهارَ الفُتوحِ مع البِشْرِ

The gentle breeze praising you has not ceased in meetings

Opening the flowers of victories with good news

ولا برِحَ الجيشُ الّذي أنت قلبُه

يضمُّ جناحَيه على بيضةِ النّصْرِ

The army which you are its heart has not ceased

Folding its wings over the egg of victory

أتى اللَّهُ بالفتحِ المُبين نبيَّهُ

ونصرُك هذا أنجزَ الوَعْدَ بالأمرِ

God has fulfilled His promise to His Prophet through manifest conquest

And this victory of yours has fulfilled the promise and command

لقد سُرَّتِ الدُنيا بنصركَ والعُلا

وأصبحَ دَسْتُ المُلكِ منشرحَ الصّدرِ

Indeed the world rejoiced in your victory and supremacy

And the hand of kingdom became free in its chest

نشأتَ ونفسُ الجودِ في قبضةِ الرّدى

فأنقَذْتَها في بَسْطِ أنْمُلِكَ العَشْرِ

You were raised while the soul of generosity was in the grip of meanness

So you saved it by extending your ten fingers

وأحدَثْتَ في وجهِ الزّمانِ طَلاقةً

وورّدْتَ خدَّ المَجدِ في بِيضِكَ الحُمْرِ

And you brought ease to the face of time

And reddened the cheek of glory with your rosy white

ورنّحْتَ أعطافَ الرِّماحِ كأنّما

مزَجْتَ دماً سقّيْتَها منه بالخَمْرِ

And you made the spear-tips buzz as if

You mixed blood for them and gave them wine to drink

قُدودُ المَعالي ما حمَلْتَ من القَنا

وأحداقُها ما قد هزَزْتَ منَ البُتْرِ

The necks of supremacy did not carry any yoke from you

Nor did its cheeks feel any slash from you

عضَدْتَ بحُسْنِ الرأي عَضْباً مهنّداً

فأعْرَبَ عِندَ الضّربِ عن مُعجَمِ السِرِّ

You supported a hissing, biting blade with good opinion

So it expressed in striking the lexicon of secrets

شَفَعْتَ بماضي العَزْمِ يا ذا غِرارهُ

فأدْرَكْتَ وِتْرَ المَجد بالضّربةِ الوِتْرِ

You interceded with your resolved past, O possessor of its pride

So you attained the lute string of glory with the perfect strike

وفلّقْتَ هاماتٍ به طالَ ما غدَتْ

متوّجةً في عِزّةِ الغَيِّ والكِبْرِ

And you split with it arrogant heads that have long

Become crowned with the glory and arrogance of delusion

تَراها العُلا في خدّها وهْيَ في الثّرى

على دَمِها خالاً على وَجْنَتَي بِكرِ

Supremacy sees them in its cheek while they are in the ground

With their blood like a mole on the cheek of an undeflowered girl

كأنّ دماً منها سَقى التُرْبَ قد سَقى

رِقابَ العُلا بعد البِلى جَرعةَ الخَضْرِ

As if the blood that watered the ground had watered

The necks of supremacy after ruin with a draught of greenness

وأهزَمْتَ أحزابَ الضّلالِ ولو وَنَوْا

لألْحَقْتَهُم في إثْرِ سيّدِهِمْ عَمرِو

And you defeated the parties of misguidance even if they conspired

You would have chased them in the tracks of their master Amr

وأخرَجْتَهم في زَعمِهم عن دِيارِهم

وما اِعتقدوا هذا إلى أوّلِ الحَشْرِ

And you brought them out while they thought

They would never leave their homes until the first resurrection

وألْقوا حِبال المُنكَراتِ وخيّلوا

فعارَضْتَهُم في آيةِ السّيفِ لا السِحْرِ

And they cast the ropes of abhorrent acts and fantasized

But you confronted them in the verse of the sword, not sorcery

كفى اللّهُ فيكَ المؤمنينَ لدى الوَغى

قِتالَ العِدا حتّى سَلِمْتَ من الأزْرِ

It sufficed the believers when courage was required

That you fought the enemies until you were safe from harm

ولو لم يكِفَّ البأسَ عفوُكَ عنهُمُ

لعُدْتَ وقد عادَ الحَديدُ منَ التِبْرِ

And if your forgiveness had not restrained violence

You would have returned while iron turned to copper

وما لبِثوا إلّا قليلاً فكم تَرى

بهِم من ظَليمٍ فرّ عنْ بيضةِ الخِدْرِ

And they did not remain except briefly, so think how many

Oppressors fled from the egg of gentleness

تولّوا مع الخُفّاشِ في غَسَقِ الدُجى

وخافوا طِلابَ الشّمسِ في عَقِبِ الفَجْرِ

They turned away with the bats in the darkness of night

And feared the seekers of sun at the break of dawn

إذا ما لهُم عِقبانُ راياتِك اِنجَلَتْ

أُعيروا من الغِرْبانِ أجنحةَ الغُرِّ

When the eagles of your banners swooped down upon them

They borrowed the wings of crows from fright

رميْتَهُمُ في فَيْلَقٍ قد تفرّدَتْ

به طائِراتُ النُجْحِ في عَذَبِ السُّمْرِ

You threw them in a wasteland taken over

By the birds of success in the sweetest wine

به كلُّ شَهمٍ من سُلالةِ هاشمٍ

منَ الحَيدرِيّينَ الغطارِفَةِ الغُرِّ

In it every valiant one from the lineage of Hashim

From the Haydari courageous hawks

إذا وَلَجوا في مَعرَكٍ كادَ نَقعُه

لِطيبِهمِ يُربي على طَيِّبِ العِطْرِ

When they enter a battlefield, its stench from their goodness

Nearly matures into fine perfume

سَحائِبُ جُودٍ كلّما سُئِلوا هَمَتْ

بنانُهُمُ للوَفْدِ بالبيضِ والصُفْرِ

Clouds of generosity, whenever asked, their fingertips

Stretch to give away eggs and chick

أُسودُ كِفاحٍ بأسُهُم في رِماحِهم

كَسُمّ الأفاعي في أنابيبِها يَجري

Lions whose might is in their spears

Like the venom of snakes flowing in their tubes

وكم قبلَهُم صبّحْتَ قوماً بغارةٍ

فلم يحتَموا منها ببَرٍّ ولا بَحْرِ

And how many people you attacked at dawn

Who found no refuge on land or sea

رَجَعْتَ ضُحىً عن أُسْدِهم نَجِسَ الظُبا

وعن عَيبِهم عفَّ الرّدا طاهِرَ الأزْرِ

You returned at morning from their filthy hyenas

And from their shame, pure of sin

أبا السّبعةِ الأطهارِ لا زِلْتَ ناظِماً

بهِم عِقْدَ جِيدِ المَجْدِ بالأنجُمِ الزُّهْرِ

O father of the seven pure ones, you have remained

Stringing with them the necklace of glory with stars

مُلوكٌ إذا شنّوا الإغارةَ لم تكن

لهُم همّةٌ إلّا إلى مغنَمِ الفَخْرِ

Kings, when they wage attacks, have no ambition

Except for the booty of pride

فمَنْ شِئْتَ منهُم فهو مِصباحُك الّذي

يُفيدُ العُلا نوراً وكوكَبُك الدُرّي

Whoever you wish among them is your lantern

Enlightening supremacy, and your starry pearl

وإنّهمُ أيّامُ أُسبوعِكَ الّتي

على الخَلْقِ تُقضى بالمنافعِ والضُرِّ

They are the days of your week

Ordained upon people with benefits and harm

وأبحُرُكَ اللُجُّ الّتي قد جعلْتَها

بيومِ النّدى والضّرْبِ للمَدِّ والجزْرِ

And your turbulent seas which you have made

For the day of dew and striking, of ebb and flow

إذا نُسِبوا للأكرَمينَ فإنّهم

بمنزلَةِ السّبعِ المَثاني من الذِكرِ

If attributed to the most generous, they are

Like the seven oft-repeated verses of the Quran

حَواميمُ رُشدٍ فُصِّلَتْ للوَرى هُدىً

وآياتُ فَتحٍ أُنزِلَتْ ليلةَ القَدْرِ

Letters of righteousness detailed for people as guidance

And verses of conquest revealed on the Night of Power

بهِم نفّذَ الرّحمنُ حُكمَك في الوَرى

فعِشْتَ وعاشوا في السّعيدِ من العُمرِ

Through them the Merciful executed your rule in the world

So you lived and they lived, in goodly life