بان الخَليط ضحى مِن الجَرعاءِ
فَمِن المُقيم لِشدة وَعَناءِ
The mixed potion shone at dawn from the glasses,
So who will stay due to the severity and hardship?
اللَهُ يَعلم إِن صُبحي في الحِما
سيان بَعدَ رَحيلهم وَمَسائي
God knows that my mornings in love
Are the same after their departure and my evenings.
تَطوى عَلَيَّ النائِبات كَأَنَّني
سر الهَوى وَكَأَنَّها أَحشائي
Misfortunes fold over me as if
I am the secret of passion and as if they are my intestines.
وَأَشَد ما يَشكو الفُؤاد ممنع
في لَحظِهِ دائي وَمِنهُ دَوائي
The most my heart complains, forbidden
Is in its glance my remedy, and from it my medicine.
رَيحانة الحُسن الَّتي لَعِبَت بِها
ريح الصِبا لا راحة الصَهباءِ
The basil of beauty who was played with
By the breeze of youth, not the rest of grey hair.
تَجري مِياه الحُسن في أَعطافِهِ
جَري الصَبابة مِنهُ في أَعضائي
The waters of beauty flow in its limbs
Flowing from it into my limbs like mercury.
قَمَرٌ إِذا حَسر القِناع مُخاطِباً
شَخصت إِلَيهِ أَعيُن الأَهواءِ
A moon that when the veil was removed, speaking
The eyes of passions stared at it.
مَلَكت وِلاية كُل قَلب مُولع
لَحظاتُهُ مِن عالم الإِنشاءِ
It ruled the rule of every enamored heart
Its glances are from the world of creation.
إِن يَخفِهِ لَيل النَوى فَجَبينُهُ
صُبح يَنمُّ عَلَيهِ بِالأَضواءِ
If the night of passion hides it, its forehead
Dawns light up on it with lights.
كَم بِتُّ مَطوي الضُلوع عَلى جَوى
أَغضي الجُفون بِها عَلى البَرحاءِ
How much with a twisted chest I spent the night in love
I closed my eyelids with it on the carpets.
فَالأُم فيهِ تَهتكي وَتَنسكي
وَعَلام فيهِ تَبَسمي وَبُكائي
So the mother in it undresses and devotes,
And the signs in it are my smile and my crying.
علّ الزَمان يَفيدني نَيل المُنا
حَيث التجئت لِأَوحد العُلماءِ
May time benefit me in attaining the wish
Where I took refuge in the most knowledgeable of scholars.
نَجل العِماد وَمِن بِنت عَزماتُهُ
بَيتاً دَعائِمُهُ عَلى العَلياء
The son of glory, and from the daughter his determination,
A house whose pillars are on the highest.
تَندي أَنامِلُهُ وَيُشرق وَجهُهُ
فَيَجود بِاللألاءِ وَالآلاءِ
His fingers shine and his face beams
So he is generous with beads and gifts.
يَقظ بِأَعقاب الأُمور كَأَنَّما
جَليت عَلَيهِ حَقائق الأَشياء
Awake to the outcomes of matters as if
The facts of things were uncovered to him.
سُبحان مَن جَمَع الفَراسة وَالهُدى
لِجَنابِهِ السامي عَلى النَظراءِ
Glory to Him who combined insight and guidance
For His noble side over all contemporaries.
وَمَهابة شاد الوَلاء وَلاؤُها
مَحفوفة بِجَلالة وَبَهاءِ
And the awe of loyalty whose loyalty
Is surrounded by majesty and brilliance.
مَجد سَما بِجَنابِهِ حَتّى لَقَد
بَلغَ السَماء وَفاقَها بِسَماءِ
Glory that ascended with His side until
It reached the sky and surpassed it with its sky.
وَشَمائِلٌ رَقَت كَما خَطَرت عَلى
زَهر الرَبيع بَواكرُ الأَنداءِ
And features that softened as they occurred to
The blossoms of spring, the first dew.
مَولايَ بَل مَولى البَرية في صَفا
صُدق الطَوية مِن بَني حَواءِ
My Master, but the Master of creation in purity
The sincerity of the mantle from the daughters of Eve.
أَنتَ الَّذي ما زِلت ترب وِلاية
وَأَبو الوَرى في طينِهِ وَالماءِ
You are the one who always fostered loyalty
And the father of mankind in its clay and water.
تَتلو عَلى سَمع المَحامد وَالثَنا
آيات مَدحك السنُ النَعماءِ
You recite to the hearing of praise and poetry
Verses of your praise, the beautiful perfect years.
لِلّهِ أمّ ماغذيت بِثنيها
إِلّا لبان العزة القَعساءِ
By God, nothing was fed by its fold
Except the milk of mighty chastity.
أَطلعت شَمس الفَخر في فلك العُلا
مَحفوفة بِكَواكب الأَبناءِ
The sun of pride rose in the orbit of sublimity
Surrounded by the stars of sons.
المالتون قُلوب أَهل زَمانِهُم
حُبّاً وَأَكناف الرَجا بِغَناءِ
They inclined the hearts of the people of their time
With love and the bosoms of hope with singing.
وَالضارِبون خِيام سوددهم عَلى
هام السماك وَمفرق الجَوزاءِ
And those who pitched their black tents
On the zeal of determination and the divergence of al-Jawzaa.
يا مَورِداً حامَت عَلَيهِ غلَتي
إِذ جِئتُهُ مُستسقياً وَرَجائي
O you who my worries flocked to
When I came to you seeking rain and my hope.
وَافتك مِن صَوغ القَريض فَرائد
نَظمت بِأَيدي الفهم وَالآراءِ
And take from the molding of poetry the messages
I composed with the hands of understanding and opinions.
فَهصرت غُصن مَعارف وَمَحاسن
وَجَنيت نور مَحامد وَثَناءِ
So I became a branch of knowledge and virtues
And I reaped the light of praise and eulogy.
هَيهات ما شعر الأَنام مُقارناً
شعراً تَشرف مِنكَ بِالإِصغاءِ
Alas! The people's poetry cannot be compared
To poetry honored by your listening.
