لَم يَمُت مَن لَهُ أَثَر
وَحَياةٌ مِنَ السِيَر
The one who leaves a legacy does not die
And lives on through the chronicles
أُدعُهُ غائِباً وَإِن
بَعُدَت غايَةُ السَفَر
I call him absent though he is far away
However lengthy the journey may be
آيِبُ الفَضلِ كُلَّما
آبَتِ الشَمسُ وَالقَمَر
The virtuous keeps coming back
As the sun and moon alternate
رُبَّ نورٍ مُتَمَّمٍ
قَد أَتانا مِنَ الحُفَر
Many completed lights
Have reached us from the graves
إِنَّما المَيتُ مَن مَشى
مَيتَ الخَيرِ وَالخَبَر
Only one who walked the path
Of benevolence and goodness, dead
مَن إِذا عاشَ لَم يُفِد
وَإِذا ماتَ لَم يَضِر
One who when alive brought no benefit
And when dead did no harm
لَيسَ في الجاهِ وَالغِنى
مِنهُ ظِلٌّ وَلا ثَمَر
Neither glory nor riches hold
For him a shade or fruit
قُبِّحَ العِزُّ في القُصو
رِ إِذا ذَلَّتِ القَصَر
Honor seems ugly in palaces
When power leaves the palaces
أَعوَزَ الحَقَّ رائِدٌ
وَإِلى مُصطَفى اِفتَقَر
The truth was in need of a guide
And turned to Mustafa for aid
وَتَمَنَّت حِياضُهُ
هَبَّةَ الصارِمِ الذَكَر
And his courtyards longed
For the gift of the firm minded hero
الَّذي يُنفِذُ المُدى
وَالَّذي يَركَبُ الخَطَر
Who travels the far reaches
And mounts all dangers
أَيُّها القَومُ عَظِّموا
واضِعَ الأُسِّ وَالحَجَر
O people, revere the one
Who set down the principles and stones
أُذكُروا الخُطبَةَ الَّتي
هِيَ مِن آيَةِ الكُبَر
Recall the sermon that
Was a sign from the signs of greatness
لَم يَرَ الناسُ قَبلَها
مِنبَراً تَحتَ مُحتَضَر
Never before had people seen
A pulpit under such duress
لَستُ أَنسى لِواءَهُ
وَهوَ يَمشي إِلى الظَفَر
I cannot forget his banner
As he marched to victory
حَشَرَ الناسَ تَحتَهُ
زُمَراً إِثرَها زُمَر
He gathered people under it
In droves, group after group
وَتَرى الحَقَّ حَولَهُ
لا تَرى البيضَ وَالسُمر
And you see the truth around him
No distinction between black and white
وَكُلَّما راحَ أَو غَدا
نَفَخَ الروحَ في الصُوَر
And whenever he went or returned
He breathed life into the musical horns
يا أَخا النَفسِ في الصِبا
لَذَّةُ الروحِ في الصِغَر
O brother of the soul in youth
The spirit finds pleasure in childhood
وَخَليلاً ذَخَرتُهُ
لَم يُقَوَّمَ بِمُدَّخَر
And a friend whom I treasured
Was beyond price
حالَ بَيني وَبَينَهُ
في فُجاءاتِهِ القَدَر
Fate came between me and him
In its unexpected reversals
كَيفَ أَجزي مَوَدَّةً
لَم يَشُب صَفوَها كَدَر
How can I repay affection
Unadulterated by any discord
غَيرَ دَمعٍ أَقولُهُ
قَلَّ في الشَأنِ أَو كَثُر
Except with tears I speak of it
However little or much
وَفُؤادٍ مُعَلَّلٍ
بِالخَيالاتِ وَالذُكَر
And a heart saddened
By memories and reminiscence
لَم يَنَم عَنكَ ساعَةً
في الأَحاديثِ وَالسَمَر
It did not sleep an hour
In conversations and night talk
قُم تَرَ القَومَ كُتلَةً
مِثلَ مَلمومَةِ الصَخَر
Arise and look upon the people
United like solidified rocks
جَدَّدوا أُلفَةَ الهَوى
وَالإِخاءَ الَّذي شُطِر
They renewed the amity of love
And brotherhood that was severed
لَيسَ لِلخُلفِ بَينَهُم
أَو لِأَسبابِهِ أَثَر
No trace remains among them
Of discord or its causes
أَلَّفَتهُم رَوائِحٌ
غادِياتٌ مِنَ الغِيَر
United by fragrant breezes
Blowing from afar
وَصَحَوا مِن مُنَوِّمٍ
وَأَفاقوا مِنَ الحَذَر
Awakened from a slumber
And roused from heedlessness
أَقبَلوا نَحوَ حَقِّهِم
ما لَهُم غَيرَهُ وَطَر
They came towards their right
Having no other recourse
جَعَلوهُ خَلِيَّةً
شَرَعوا دونَها الإِبَر
They made it an exclusive circle
Penetrated by select threaded needles
وَتَواصَوا بِخُطَّةٍ
وَتَداعَوا لِمُؤتَمَر
Conspiring to a plan
And gathering for council
وَقُصارى أولي النُهى
يَتَلاقونَ في الفِكَر
The elite of the revered
Meet in thought
آذَنونا بِمَوقِفٍ
مِن جَلالٍ وَمِن خَطَر
They summoned us to a stance
Of glory and danger
نَسمَعُ اللَيثَ عِندَهُ
دونَ آجامِهِ زَأَر
We hear the lion in his den
Roaring without his armor
قُل لَهُم في نَدِيِّهِم
مِصرُ بِالبابِ تَنتَظِر
Tell them in their assembly
Egypt stands at the gate waiting
