يا ربع كَم لَكَ مِن شَجيّ هالك
مغرى بِجؤذرك المَصون الهاتك
O my beloved, how much grief you've suffered
Allured by your hidden, protected charms
لَستَ المُلول وَإِن رَددت مَآربي
مَمنوعة وَهَواك لَيسَ بِتارِكي
You are not to blame, though you've thwarted my wishes
Forbidden is your love, it does not forsake me
أَوقفت دَمعي في عراصك بَعدَ ما
سَدّ الجَوى إِلّا إِلَيك مَسالِكي
I've stopped my tears in your dwellings, after
All paths were blocked, except those leading to you
عَهدي وَشَمل السَعد فيكَ منفداً
وَالعَيش يَبسم عَن ثَنايا ضاحك
My pact and good fortune's shadow in you exhausted
And life smiles from between laughing lips
وَعَلَيك مِن وَجه الأَمير بَشاشة
أَفديهِ مِن وَجه أَغَر مُبارَك
And upon you, from the Emir's face is gladness
I ransom it from a face most blessed
مَلك جَناحاً خَيلَهُ وَرِماحَهُ
يَوم الوَغى مِن فتية وَملائك
A king whose horses and spears on the day of battle
Are valiant youths and angels
تَمشي الفَوارس تَحتَ طَي رِكابِهِ
طَوع القياد فَيا لَهُ مِن مالك
The horsemen march under reigns by his command
Obedient to the lead - what a protector!
وَأَقل عَبد مِن شراءٍ هباتِهِ
مَأوى الطَريد وَمَقعد لِلسالك
The humblest servant, from buying his gifts
A refuge for the outcast, a seat for the traveler
في جودِهِ اِشتَرَكَ الأَنام وَأَنَّهُ
لا يَرتَضي في مَجدِهِ بِمُشارك
In his generosity, people share, and he
Does not wish to share his glory with any
يا أَيُّها المَولى الَّذي قَد دَبَرَت
آراؤُهُ الدُنيا بِحُسن تَدارك
O Master who has arranged the world's affairs
With excellent deliberation
قَلدت أَعناق العِداة مَكارِماً
بِحُسامك الحَق الجَلي الباتك
You've collared the enemies' necks with virtues
With your sword, the clear, decisive, conclusive truth
وَمَحَوت مِن صُحُف الحَياة نُفوسَهُم
مَحو الصَباح ظَلامَ لَيلٍ حالك
And erased their souls from life's pages
Like the dawn's erasure of a dreadful night's darkness
وَشَفقت حَتّى كادَ سَيفَك راحِماً
يَبكيهم وَيَذُم فعل الفاتك
And you showed mercy, until almost your sword
Wept for them, blaming the act of the executioner
تَخذوا سِهامك في الجُسوم إِمارة
فَنَجوا بِيمن جِهادِها مِن مالك
They took your arrows as symbols in their chests
And through its auspices, escaped the angel of death
لَم يَكفروا نَعماكَ لَكن ساقَهُم
قَدر الإِلَه لِوَرطة وَمَهالك
They did not reject your blessings, but destiny led them
To adversity and annihilation
