حَدِّثْ عَنْ مَنَاقِبْ
مَوْلاَنَا الرَّفِيعِ الْقَدْرِ الأَكْمَلْ
Speak of the virtues
Of our master, the exalted in rank, the most perfect,
حَاصِدِ الْكَتَائِبْ
وَنَارُ الْوَغَى بِالْبِيضِ تَشْعَلْ
The reaper of battalions,
While the fire of battle blazes with white blades,
مُخْجِلِ السَّحَائِبْ
بِالْجُودِ الذِي مَا زَالَ يَنْهَلْ
The shamer of rainclouds
With a generosity that never ceases to pour.
أَيْنَ جُودُ حَاتِمْ
مِنْ جُودِ الذِي سَاسَ الْبَرَيَا
Where is the generosity of Hatim
Beside the generosity of him who governs mankind?
نَا فِذِ الْعَزَائِمء
مُعِيدِ السُّرُورِ الْمَيْتِ حَيَّا
The executor of piercing resolves,
The restorer of dead joy back to life.
دَيمَةُ النَّوَالِ
مَلاَذُ الْوَرَى غَرْباً وَشَرْقَا
A ceaseless rain of bounty,
The refuge of mankind in the West and the East.
فَلاَ زَالَ حَالِي
بِالْعِزِّ الذِي يَعْلُو وَيَرْقَى
May my state continue to be
In glory that ever rises and ascends.
أَرَبَّ الْجَلاَلِ
طَوِّقْ مُلْكَهُ بِالنَّصْرِ طَوْقَا
O Lord of Majesty,
Encircle his kingdom with a necklace of victory.
أَزَيْنَ الْمَوَاسِمْ
أَيَا مَنْ حَوَى مُلْكاً عَلِيَّا
O adornment of the festivals,
O you who possess an exalted kingdom!
لَوْلاَ أَنْتَ غَانِمْ
لَكَانَ الْهَنَا عَنَّا غَنِيَّا
Were you not victorious,
Joy would have remained aloof from us.
أَفَخْرَ الْخَلاَئِفْ
أَغَوْثَ الْوَرَى بَرّاً وَبَحْرَا
O pride of the caliphs,
O savior of mankind on land and sea!
حَوَيْتَ اللَّطَائِفْ
وَأَوْدَعْتَهَا بِالْقَسْرِ قَصْرَا
You have gathered all exquisite graces
And forcibly confined them within a palace.
دُمْتَ فِيهِ قَاطِفْ
مِنْ نَخْلِ الْمُنَى وَالسَّعْدِ تَمْرَا
May you forever remain therein, plucking
Dates from the palm trees of hope and joy.
ثَغْرُ الْيُمْنِ بَاسِمْ
وَطَيْرُ الْمُنَى يَشْدُو هَنِيَّا
The lips of good fortune are smiling,
And the bird of hope sings blissfully.
أَزَيْنَ الْمَوَاسِمْ
أَيَا مَنْ حَوَى مُلْكَا عَلِيَّا
O adornment of the festivals,
O you who possess an exalted kingdom!
