غَمَرَتني لَكَ الأَيادي البيضُ

نَشَبٌ وافِرٌ وَجاهُ عَريضُ

The white hands are immersed in generosity for you

Abundant rain and a wide open valley

كُلَّ يَومٍ يَجِدُّ مِنكَ اِهتِبالٌ

عَهدُ شُكري عَلَيهِ غَضُّ غَريضُ

Every day, you receive constant care from it

My covenant of gratitude for it is firm and binding

بَوَّأَتني نُعماكَ جَنَةَ عَدنٍ

جالَ في وَصفِها فَضَلَّ القَريضُ

Its blessings have made for me a garden of Eden

Whose virtues the eloquent poets have described

مُجتَنىً مُدِّنٍ وَظِلٌّ بَرودٌ

وَنَسيمٌ يَشفي النُفوسَ مَريضُ

A shaded, civilized retreat and cool shade

And a breeze that heals troubled souls

وَمِياهٌ قَد أَخجَلَ الوَردَ أَن عا

رَضَ تَذهيبَهُ لَها تَفضيضُ

Waters that have shamed the roses, so much

That their gilding seems to them excessive finesse

كُلَّما غَنَّت الحَمائِمُ قُلنا

مَعبَدٌ إِذ شَدا أَجابَ الغَريضُ

Whenever the doves coo, we say

It is a temple whose prayer niche echoes with calls to prayer

جاوَرَت حَمَّةً مُشَيَّدَةَ المَب

نى لِبَرقِ الرُخامِ فيهِ وَميضُ

Adjacent, a well-built dome flashes

With the radiance of its marble

مَرمَرٌ أَوفَدَ الفِرِندَ عَلَيهِ

سَلسَلٌ بَحرُهُ الزُلالُ يَفيضُ

A marble that dispatched its sculptor to it

A chain whose sea of pearls overflows

وَسطَها دُميَةٌ يَروقُ اِجتِلاءُ ال

كُلِّ مِنها وَيَفتِنُ التَبعيضُ

In its midst, a statue whose graceful posture

Charms all who look on it and captivates with its proportion

بَشَرٌ ناصِعٌ وَخَدٌّ أَسيلٌ

وَمُحَيّاً طَلقٌ وَطَرفٌ غَضيضُ

A radiant face, soft cheek, charming smile

Lively eyes, and delicate glances

وَقَوامٌ كَما اِستَقامَ قَضيبُ ال

بانِ إِذ عَلَّهُ ثَراهُ الأَريضُ

A figure erect as a firmly planted spear

When its notch steadied it in loose ground

وَاِبتِسامٌ لَو أَنَّها اِستَغرَبَت في

هِ أَراكَ اِتِّساقَهُ الإِغريضُ

A smile that were it to express wonder,

Its conformity would be wondrous amusing

وَاِلتِفاتٌ كَأَنَّما هُوَ بِالإي

حاءِ مِن فَرطِ لُطفِهِ تَعريضُ

A glance as if, out of the excess of its charm,

It were with coquetry making an allusion

لُمَعٌ طَلَّةٌ مِنَ العَيشِ ما إِن

لِلهَوى عَن مَحَلَّها تَعويضُ

Brilliance of life that, were desires to swerve

From it, there would be no compensation

سَوَّغَتني نَعيمَها نَفَحاتٌ

لِلمُنى مِن سَحابِها تَرويضُ

The breezes of its pleasures have made me taste it

With the wishes from its clouds being gently guided

تابَعَتها يَدُ الهُمامِ أَبي عَم

رٍو فَما غَمرُها لَدَيَّ مَغيضُ

It was followed by the hand of the illustrious Abu Amr

And so being immersed in it is no cause for aversion to me

مَلِكٌ ذادَ عَن حِمى الدينِ مِنهُ

مَن إِلَيهِ في نَصرِهِ التَفويضُ

A king who defended the sanctuary of religion

To whom its victory was entrusted

وَسَما ناظِرٌ مِنَ المَجدِ في دُنيا

هُ قَد كانَ كَفَّهُ التَغميضُ

And took care, from the glory of this world

That its seeking would be merely a slight glancing

إِن أَساءَ الزَمانُ أَحسَنَ دَأباً

مِثلَما بايَنَ النَقيضَ النَقيضُ

However much the times turned foul, he acted well

Just as opposites are made clear by opposites

يا مُعِزُّ الهُدى الَّذي ما لِمَسعا

هُ إِلى غَيرِ سَمتِهِ تَغريضُ

O pillar of guidance, whom no hearing

Turns aside from its path or deflects

يا مُحِلّي يَفاعَ حالٍ مَكانُ النَ

جمِ مَهما يُقَس إِلَيهِ حَضيضُ

O you who replace the positions of stars, no matter

How low they go, with sublime celestial bodies

إِن أَنَل أَيسَرَ الرَغائِبِ فيهِ

يَرضَ فَوزَ القِداحِ مِنّي مُفيضُ

If I gain the easiest of wishes through it

I will be satisfied with the cream of the bowls from me overflowing

لَو يَفاعُ المَجَرَّةِ اِعتَضَت مِنهُ

راحَ يَدعو ثُبورَهُ المُستَعيضُ

Were the orbit of its stars to be blocked, it would be lit

By its moon whose rising its disappearance would compensate for

حَظُّ سِنُّ اِمرِئٍ نَأى مِنكَ قَرعٌ

وَقُصارى بَنانِهِ تَعضيضُ

The luck of one who turns from you is misfortune

And the pinnacle of his success is abasement

حَسبِيَ النَصحُ وَالوِدادُ وَشُكرٌ

عَطَّرَ الدَهرَ مِنهُ مِسكٌ فَضيضُ

My sincerity, affection, and gratitude are enough

From it musk has perfumed existence and been abundant

دُم مُوَقّىً وَلِيُّكَ الدَهرَ مَجبو

رٌ مَساعيكَ وَالعَدُوُّ مَهيضُ

May your protector live as long as the world lasts

As your deeds last and the enemy becomes broken

فَاِعتِرافُ المُلوكِ أَنَّكَ مَولا

هُم حَديثٌ ما بَينَهُم مُستَفيضُ

So the kings' admission that you are their master

Is a constantly reiterated story between them