دارٌ عَلَيها وَحشة وَقتامُ
ذَهَبت بِرَونَق حُسنِها الأَيّام
A house upon which desolation and darkness have fallen
The days have taken away its beauty and splendor
كانَت بِها شَمس السَعادة لَم تَغب
مِن حَولِها كُل البُدور قِيام
The sun of happiness that once shone on it has now set
While all the houses around it stand tall
سُبحان مَن قرن الخُروج مِن الحِما
بِالقَتل لَما اِستَولَت الحُكام
Glory to Him who ordained death as we depart life
When tyrants assume power and reign
لا العَيش عَيش بَعدَ سُكان الحِما
كُلاً وَلا تِلكَ الخِيام خِيام
Neither life is life after the inhabitants have gone
Nor are those tents, tents anymore
ذَهب الشَباب فَلا أَنيس بَعدَهُ
وَأَتى المُشيب فَلا عَلَيهِ سَلام
Youth has departed, and there is no joy left after it
And old age has come, with no peace upon it
أَو ما تَراهُ فُضة في عارِضي
سَبَكتُهُ في نيرانِها الأَيّام
Or haven’t you seen the silver in its cheeks
Which the days have cast into their fires
بيض النُصول تَجَرَدَت مِن جِفنِها
فَعَلى الحَياة تَحية وَسَلام
The whites of its eyes have been stripped of their lids
So upon life – greetings and peace
فَإِذا الحَبيب أَسا بِنا أَو أَحسَنا
نَرضى بِذاكَ وَما عَلَيهِ ملام
When the beloved wrongs us or does good
We accept that and do not blame him
تَرَكوا حَلاوة كُل عَيش عَلقَماً
تَردي النُفوس وَتَسقَم الأَسقام
They left the sweetness of life bitter
Souls deteriorate and diseases multiply
لَيسَت تَطيب لَنا حَياة بَعدَهُم
كانَت ضِياء عَيونِنا الآرام
Life does not taste good after they have gone
They were the radiance of our eyes and our tranquility
ما كُنت أَرضى بِالمَجرة مَورِداً
وَظَلالَها وَأَحبَتي ما داموا
I would not be satisfied with the shelter as an abode
Its shade and my loved ones as long as they lived
لَيَتَ الحَياةَ تَزول بَعد ذَهابِهُم
شَطوا فَما بَعدَ المرام مَرام
Would that life would cease after their departure
They went, so what after the goal is a goal
قَصر عَلى فَلك السَعادة شادَهُ
المَنجِكيّ مُحَمَد الضرغام
The palace that the Al-Manjiki, Muhammad Al-Durgham built
On the orbit of happiness has collapsed
فَسَقَت ضَريحاً قَد حَواهُ سَحابة
تَهمي عَلَيهِ رَحمة وَسَلام
And became a tomb covered by a cloud
Upon which mercy and peace rain
مَن آل منجك طابَ نَشر حَديثِهم
كَالزَهر في الأَكمام حَيث أَقاموا
Those from the Al-Manjiki family, their mention is fragrant
Like flowers in buds wherever they settle
قَوم صَغيرُهُم كَبير في العُلا
يَهوى الجَميل وَلَم يَرَعهُ فِطام
A people whose young are elders in glory
Who love beauty and are not deterred from it even when weaned
قَوم إِذا رَكِبوا الجِياد لِمَوقف
نَبَتوا رَباً وَعَلى الكِرام كِرام
A people, if they ride steeds to battle
They sprout as lords and the generous among the generous
قَومٌ إِذا سَلَت ذُكور سُيوفِهم
قَتل النِساء الهمّ وَالاَوهام
A people, if the blades of their swords are unleashed
Sorrow and worries kill women
قَد مَجني أَجلي وَكُنتُ أَرومَهُ
يَوم النَوى إِذا شَطَت الأَقوام
My death which I was aiming for has come upon me
On the day of intention, when people migrate
غَيري يُبالي بِالفَخار وَأَنَّني
فَحل الرِجال وَرُتبة وَمَقام
Others care about pride while I
Am among men, of rank and status
إِذ منشأي قَد كانَ تَحتَ سَرادق
خدّامها الصَمصام وَالقمقام
For my origin was under a canopy
Whose servants were the informants and spies
جدي الَّذي مَلك البِلاد بَرَأيِهِ
لا بِالجُنود الباسل البَسام
My grandfather who ruled the country with his wisdom
Not with brave armies and swords
قَد كانَ مَملوكاً وَأَصبَحَ مالِكاً
كُل المُلوك بِبابِهِ خدّام
He was a slave and became master
Of all the kings, his doorkeepers
قَد عمر الخانات في سُبل الهُدى
لَم يَحصِها صُحف وَلا أَقلام
He built hospices on the path of guidance
Uncounted by pages or pens
تِسعاً وَتسعيناً بَناها مُخلِصاً
ذاكَ الأَمير المُحسن المنعام
Ninety nine of them he built sincerely
That generous, benevolent prince
دار الأَمير أَبو المَعالي منجك
مِن دون بَعض بِنائِها الأَهرام
The house of Prince Abu Al-Ma’ali Al-Manjiki
Among some of his towering buildings
وَلَهُ قُصور شَيِدَت فَوق العُلا
بَوّابها الإِجلال وَالاعظام
And he has palaces built over heights
Guarded by might and greatness
وَمَساجد قَد أُسِسَت بِيَد التُقا
فيها رِجال سُجَّد وَقِيام
And mosques founded by the hand of piety
In them, men who prostrate and stand in prayers
ملك إِذا أَم الضُيوف جَنابُهُ
يَدعو القَرى لِسَبيلِهِ الأَنعام
A king who, when guests approach his side
Calls villages to provide them with gifts
مَلك إِذا سَلَّت صَوارم جُندِه
عِيدانُها الهندي وَالصَمصام
A king who, when the blades of his soldiers are unsheathed
Their handles Indian and Damascene
ملك إِذا إِزدَحَم المُلوك بِمَورد
صَدَروا لَهُ وَقُلوّبهنَّ أَوام
A king, if kings crowd around a watering place
They make way for him and their hearts quiver
ملك إِذا ضَنَ السَحاب بِوَبلِهِ
فاضَت بِحار مِن يَدَيهِ سِجام
A king, if the clouds stint in sending down their rain
Torrents flow from his hands unhindered
إِن ضَلت الضيفان عَن أَبوابِهِ
يَهديهم لِسَبيلِهِ الإِكرام
If the two guests lose their way to his doors
He guides them to the path of his generosity
وَلها مَواقد مِن لَظى نِيرانها
يَدعو بِالسنة القُراء الإِضرام
And it has furnaces whose raging fires
Invite the Quran reciters to light
سَجروا بِهاتيك المَواقد عَنبَراً
إِذ أَمطَروا مِن راحَتيهِ سِجام
With these furnaces, ambergris they have burned
As they sprinkled from his palm poisoned arrows
تَبّاً لَدُنيانا فَكُل صَنيعها
أَبَداً شُرور وَالسُرور مَنام
Curse this world, all its makings
Are forever evils and joys, dreams
أَفعالُنا أَفعى لَنا ما بَينَنا
تَسعى لِمهلكنا وَنَحنُ نِيام
Our deeds are vipers between us
Seeking our doom while we sleep
ذلَّت وَجُوه الناس إِذ قَعس الحجا
وَتَعاظَمَت سفل الرِجال وَقاموا
The faces of people have been disgraced as the ignorant rose
And the lowly became great and stood up
ذَهب الَّذين يعاش في أَكنافِهم
وَبَقيت في خَلف هُم الأَنعام
Those in whose care life was good have gone
And in their place are left the cattle
إِني لِأَشهَد إِنَّ رَبي واحد
وَنَبيهُ لِلمُرسَلين أَمام
I bear witness that my Lord is One
And His prophet is the foremost of the messengers
ميل القُلوب إِلى سِواهُ ضَلالة
وَسِوى المُهيمن كُلَها أَصنام
Inclining hearts to other than Him is misguidance
And anything besides the Guardian is an idol
صَلى الإِلَه عَلى النَبيّ وَآلِهِ
وَعَلى صَحابَتِهِ رِضاً ما داموا
May God bestow blessings and peace upon the Prophet and his family
And his companions, as long as they last
هَذي المَظاهر وَالظَواهر كُلَها
فِتَن لَدَيك وَكَلَها أَحلامُ
These apparent signs and manifestations
Are temptations for you, and all of them, dreams
