أَلا ما لِسَيِّدَتي ما لَها
أَدَلّا فَأَحمِلَ إِذلالَها
Oh, what is with my lady, what ails her?
She has become submissive, so I shall bear her submissiveness
وَإِلّا فَفيمَ تَجَنَّت وَما
جَنيتُ سَقى اللَهُ أَطلالَها
Or else why did she become jealous and what
Did I gain, may God water the ruins of her abode
أَلا إِنَّ جارِيَةً لِلإِما
مِ قَد أُسكِنَ الحُبُّ سِربالَها
Behold, a slave girl of the imam
In whom love has settled and wrapped her in its cloak
مَشَت بَينَ حورٍ قِصارِ الخُطا
تُجاذِبُ في المَشيِ أَكفالَها
She walked between short-statured maids
Her wrists competing in a walking match
وَقَد أَتعَبَ اللَهُ نَفسي بِها
وَأَتعَبَ بِاللَومِ عُذّالَها
God has wearied my soul with her
And wearied me with blaming her coquetry
كَأَنَّ بِعَينَيَّ في حَيثُما
سَلَكتُ مِنَ الأَرضِ تِمثالَها
As if in my eyes wherever
I tread on earth is her statue
أَتَتهُ الخِلافَةُ مُنقادَةً
إِلَيهِ تُجَرِّرُ أَذيالَها
The caliphate came to him in submission
Dragging its train behind
وَلَم تَكُ تَصلُحُ إِلّا لَهُ
وَلَم يَكُ يَصلُحُ إِلّا لَها
And it was not fit for any but him
Nor was he fit for any but it
وَلَو رامَها أَحَدٌ غَيرُهُ
لَزُلزِلَتِ الأَرضُ زِلزالَها
Had anyone else coveted it
The earth would have shaken with tremors
وَلَو لَم تُطِعهُ بَناتُ القُلوبِ
لَما قَبِلَ اللَهُ أَعمالَها
Had the hearts' daughters not obeyed him
God would not have accepted their deeds
وَإِنَّ الخَليفَةَ مِن بَعضِ لا
إِلَيهِ لَيُبغِضُ مَن قالَها
The caliph is above some
Who hate whoever says this of him
