واهاً لِموقفنا بِبرقة تَهمدِ

بَينَ النَواهد وَالحسان الخُردِ

Alas for our stance in Barqa as it dims

Between warnings and petty goodness

مِن كُل مخطفة الحَشا رَعبوبة

تَزري بِخوط البانة المتاوّد

From every unsettled wilderness

Running with the lines of separation extended

طارَحتَها العُتبى وَقَد خاطَ الكَرى

جفنَ الحَوادث وَالزَمان الأَنكَدِ

Blame cast it aside and time has sewn shut

The eyelids of events and the most sorrowful era

وَاللَيل قَد رَقَت حَواشي بَردهُ

وَالوَقت صافي العَيش عَذب المورد

And the night, its edges have softened in its cold

And time, life is clear, its springs sweet

وَالزَهر في أُفق السَماءِ كَأَنَّها

عقد تَبَدد في فِراش زَبَرجَد

And the flowers on the horizon of the sky as though

A necklace scattering on an emerald carpet

حَتّى اِنجَلى فَلق الصَباح وَراعَها

نَظر الوشاة تَزَحزحت عَن مَرقَد

Until the dawn broke through and startled it

The look of the slanderers moved from its bed

فَطفقت أَسفح لِلتَنائي عبرة

كَالغَيث بَل كَنوال راحة أَسعَد

So I began pouring tears of separation

Like rain, no, like the most joyful lament

هُوَ بَهجة الدُنيا وَفَرقَدَها الَّذي

بِسَناهُ أَرباب البَصائر تَهتَدي

He is the delight of the world and its nap whom

The possessors of insight are guided by his years

بِوجودِهِ شادَ المُهَيمن شَرعُهُ

وَبِهِ أَعَزَ اللَهُ دين مُحَمَد

By his existence, the Sovereign fortified His law

And through him God strengthened Muhammad's religion

لِلّهِ مِنكَ مَملَك فرع العُلا

فَاِنحَطَ عَن علياهُ كُل مسود

To God a kingdom from you, a branch of the sublime

So everything gloomy fell from its heights

مُتفرد في العالَمين بِهمة

عُلوية آثارَها لَم تَجحد

Unparalleled in the two worlds in resolve

Whose supreme traces are undeniable

وَبَداهة بِفَراسة عمريةٍ

حَتّى يَكاد يَقول عَمّا في غَد

And in perceptiveness by princely insight

It is as though he speaks of what will come tomorrow

في بَعض أَيرذَرَّةٍ مِن مَجدِهِ

يَومَ المَفاخر رَغمُ أَنف الحَسَد

In some hints of his glory

On the day of boasting despite the envious

وَكَأَنَّما الأَفلاك طوع يَمينهِ

كَالعيد ممتثِلاً لِأَمر السَيد

As though the celestial spheres are subservient to his right hand

Like the feast carrying out the order of the Master

فَنحوس أَنجمها نَصيب عداتِهِ

وَسُعودِها أَبَداً لَهُ مُلك اليَد

So their inauspicious stars are the lot of his enemies

And their fortunes forever are in his grasp

يا أَيُّها المَولى الَّذي لِجَنابِهِ

جابَت أُولو الأَلباب عَرض الفَرقَد

O You my Master whom

The wise of heart have answered to His tomb

عَمَت فَوائضك البَرية فَاِنثَنَت

طَوع العنان لَرائح وَلَمُغتَدي

Your abundant grace has spread through the land so it yielded

To the bridle whether returning or setting forth

لِي مِن مَنيع حِماك أَمضى صَعدة

وَأَتَم سابغة وَخَير مُهَنَد

From Your inaccessible protection I have the firmest ascent

And most perfect lavishment and the best gift

لا تَنسَ عَبداً قَد رَماهُ دَهرَهُ

بِحَوادث لا تَنقَضي بِتَعَدُد

Do not forget a slave whom his time has cast

With unending tribulations in multitude

وَأَنا الَّذي أَلقا بِبابك رحلهُ

يَبغي النَجاح وَأَنتَ أَعظَم مَقصَد

And I, who have reached Your door with his luggage

Seeking success, and You are the greatest aim

وَأَجادَ فيكَ الشعر يَقطر حُسنَهُ

مِن كُل عقد بِالنُجوم منضد

And whose poetry flows with its beauty

From every string with the stars aligned

مالي سِوى دَعوات قَلبٍ خاشع

وَبَليغ شعر بِالثَناءِ مشيد

I have nothing but the prayers of a humble heart

And eloquent poetry praising with construction