نِعمَ المُجيرُ سِماكٌ مِن بَني أَسَدٍ
بِالمَرجِ إِذ قَتَلَت جيرانَها مُضَرُ
Excellent is the protector Simak of Banu Asad,
at al-Marj, when Mudar slew her neighbors.
في غَيرِ شَيءٍ أَقَلَّ اللَهُ خَيرَهُمُ
ما إِن لَهُم دِمنَةٌ فيهِم وَلا ثُؤَرُ
For no cause—may God diminish their good—
they have neither old rancor among them nor blood revenge.
إِنَّ سِماكاً بَنى مَجداً لِأُسرَتِهِ
حَتّى المَماتِ وَفِعلُ الخَيرِ يُبتَدَرُ
Simak has indeed built glory for his household
until death; and doing good is undertaken at once.
قَد كُنتُ أَحسِبُهُ قَيناً وَأُنبَؤُهُ
فَاليَومَ طَيَّرَ عَن أَثوابِهِ الشَرَرُ
I had thought him a smith, and was told as much;
but today sparks flew from his garments.
لَم يُلهِهِ عَن سَوامِ الخَيرِ قَد عَلِموا
أَمرُ الضَعيفِ وَلا مِن حِلمِهِ البَطَرُ
The weak man’s cause did not distract him from his grazing steeds—they knew—
nor did insolence turn him from his forbearance.
أَبلى بَلاءَ كَريمٍ لَن يَزالَ لَهُ
مِنهُ بِعاقِبَةٍ مَجدٌ وَمُفتَخَرُ
He bore the test like a noble man; there will never cease to be for him
from it, in the end, glory and a source of pride.
تُضيءُ في اللَيلَةِ الظَلماءِ سُنَّتُهُ
كَما يُضيءُ لِمَن يَسري بِهِ القَمَرُ
His way shines in the dark night,
just as the moon shines for one traveling by its light.
فَإِن يَكُن مَعشَرٌ حانَت مَصارِعُهُم
مَنى لَهُم غَيرَ ماني مُنيَةٍ قَدَرُ
If there is a people whose appointed falls have come due,
Fate, an unfailing allotter, has allotted them death.
فَقَد نَكونُ كِراماً ما نُضامُ وَقَد
يَنمي لَنا قَبلَ مَرجِ الصُفَّرِ الظَفَرُ
Then we may prove noble and suffer no wrong; indeed,
victory may grow for us before Marj al-Suffar.
وَالخَيلُ تَشتَدُّ مَعقوداً قَوادِمُها
تَعدو وَتَمتَخِضُ الأَكفالُ وَالسُرَرُ
The horses charge hard, their forelocks knotted;
they gallop, while croups and bellies heave,
عَشِيَّةَ الفَيلَقُ الخَضراءُ تَحطِمُهُم
ما إِن يُواجِهُها سَهمٌ وَلا حَجَرُ
on the evening when the green host crushes them—
no arrow or stone can face it.
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