لَهفي عَلى الزَمَنِ القَصيرِ
بَينَ الخَوَرنَقِ وَالسَديرِ
My yearning for the fleeting time
Between Al-Khuwairnaq and As-Sadir
إِذ نَحنُ في غُرَفِ الجِنا
نِ نَعومُ في بَحرِ السُرورِ
When we were in the chambers of paradise
Floating in an ocean of delight
في فِتيَةٍ مَلَكوا عِنا
نَ الدَهرِ أَمثالِ الصُقورِ
With youths who possessed the qualities
Of eagles in defying fate's spite
ما مِنهُمُ إِلّا الجَسو
رُ عَلى الهَوى غَيرُ الحَصورِ
Nothing but courageous hearts
Unrestrained by passion's plight
يَتَعاوَرونَ مُدامَةً
صَهباءَ مِن حَلَبِ العَصيرِ
Passing around a silver goblet
Of the purest grape juice bright
عَذراءَ رَبّاها شُعا
عُ الشَمسِ في حَرِّ الهَجيرِ
A maiden raised by the rays
Of the sun in the heat of the Hijr
لَم تُدنَ مِن نارٍ وَلَم
يَعلَق بِها وَضَرُ القُدورِ
Untouched by any fire, unstained
By the smoke of cooking pots
وَمُقَرطَقٍ يَمشي أَما
مَ القَومِ كَالرَشاءِ الغَريرِ
And a server walking with grace
Before the group proud in his attire
بِزُجاجَةٍ تَستَخرِجُ ال
سِرَّ الدَفينَ مِنَ الضَميرِ
With a bottle extracting the
Secrets of the soul entire
زَهراءَ مِثلِ الكَوكَبِ الدُرِّي
يِ في كَفِّ المُديرِ
A radiant flower like a starry pearl
In the hand of fate's player
تَدَعُ الكَريمَ وَلَيسَ يَد
ري ما قَبيلٌ مِن دَبيرِ
She leaves the noble and knows not
What destiny holds in its reins
وَمُخَصَّراتٍ زُرنَنا
بَعدَ الهُدّوِّ مِنَ الخُدورِ
And singers after performed odes
Adorned with rings 'round their waist chains
رَيّا رَوادِفُهُنَّ يَل
بَسنَ الخَواتِمَ في الخُصورِ
Of shy gaze and cheeks aflame
Houries of paradise terrains
غُرِّ الوُجوهِ مُحَجِّبا
تٍ قاصِراتِ الطَرفِ حورِ
Reveling in bounty immersed
In perfumes of sweetest rains
مُتَنَعِّماتٍ في النَعي
مِ مُضَمَّخاتٍ بِالعَبيرِ
Swaying in robes of splendor
Silks and satins mundane
يَرفُلنَ في حُلَلِ المَحا
سِنِ وَالمَجاسِدِ وَالحَريرِ
Only seeing the sun through
The shade of curtain terrains
ما إِن يَرَينَ الشَمسَ إِل
لا الفَرطَ مِن خَلَلِ السُتورِ
To God's honest trustee we fled
From fate's calamities and chains
وَإِلى أَمينِ اللَهِ مَهرَ
بُنا مِنَ الدَهرِ العَثورِ
And to Him we lamented our plight
At dawn and dusk complains
وَإِلَيهِ أَتعَبنا المَطا
يا بِالرَواحِ وَبِالبُكورِ
Cheeks shuddered as if they
Were the wings of eagles in flight
صُعرَ الخُدودِ كَأَنَّما
جُنِّحنَ أَجنِحَةَ النُسورِ
Draped in shadows across
The easy and arduous terrains
مُتَسَربِلاتٍ بِالظَلا
مِ عَلى السُهولَةِ وَالوُعورِ
Until He brought us to
The Lord of cities and domains
حَتّى وَصَلنَ بِنا إِلى
رَبِّ المَدائِنِ وَالقُصورِ
Who was still an infant
In the days of yore temporal
ما زالَ قَبلَ فِطامِهِ
في سِنِّ مُكتَهِلٍ كَبيرِ
