هُمْ نازلونَ بقلبي أيّةً سَلكوا
لو أَنّهمْ رفَقُوا يوماً بمَنْ مَلَكوا
They descended upon my heart however they wished
Had they shown mercy one day to whom they possessed
ساقوا فُؤادي وأبقَوا في الحَشا حُرَقاً
للهِ ما أَخَذوا منّي وما تَركوا
They drove away my heart and left burning embers in the dust
By God, they took nothing from me and left nothing
لمّا بكَوا لا بكَوا والرَّكْبُ مُرتحلٌ
من لَوعةٍ ضحكَ الواشونَ لا ضَحِكوا
When they wept, they did not weep, while the traveling group was leaving
From agony, the sleepless laughed, they did not laugh
زَمُّوا وقد سَفَكوا دَمعي ركائبَهمْ
فكدْتُ أُغرِقُ ما زمُّوا بما سَفَكوا
They packed up and shed my tears as their camel litters
I almost drowned from their packing up of what they had shed
وراعَني يومَ تَشْييعي هَوادجَهمْ
والعيسُ من عَجَلِ في السّيْرِ تَبتَرِك
And startled me the day of their departure, their litters
The night traveler, from the haste of the journey, becomes crippled
سِترانِ سِتْرٌ عنِ الأقمارِ مُنفَرِجٌ
يُبدي وآخرُ للعُشّاق مُنهَتِك
Two veils, a veil exposing the moons and another rending lovers
Then we turned back, and no trace of a traveler
ثُمّ انثَنَيْنا وما من راحلٍ أَثَرُ
إلا خيالٌ برَحْلي في الدُّجَى سَدِك
Except a mirage in my litter in the darkness, intertwined
I close my eyelid upon it when it startles me
أَضُمُّ جَفني عليه حينَ يَطْرُقُنُي
كما يُضَمُّ على وَحشيَّةٍ شَرَك
As a trapped beast is confined in its trap
No garden smiled in the morning, displaying its smiles
ما روضةٌ أَضحكَتْ صُبحاً مبَاسِمَها
دُموعُ قَطْرٍ عليها اللَّيلَ تَنسفِك
Tears of drops upon it the night caused to wash away
So the moist narcissi, their eyes all gaze
فالنّرجِسُ الغَضّ عَينٌ كلُّها نَظَرٌ
والأُقحوانةُ ثَغرٌ كُلُّه ضَحِك
And the poppies, their mouths all laugh
And for the anemones their clothes amidst are a wonder
وللشّقائقِ زِيٌّ وسْطَها عَجبٌ
إذا تمايَلْنَ والأرواحُ تأتَفِك
When they sway, and the souls wander free
The red clothes, the wind blows away their trains
حُمْرُ الثِّيِابِ تُطيرُ الرّيحُ شائلةً
أَذْيالَها وهْيَ بالأَزْرارِ تَمتَسِك
As they grasp onto their buttons and hold
When the morning breeze awakens the horizons at dawn
إذا الصَّبا نَبَّهَتْ أحداقَها سحَراً
حَسِبْتَ مِسْكاً على الآفاقِ يَنْفَرِك
You'd think musk were diffused upon the firmament
It slept perfume and trinkets when we embraced
أَنَمَّ طِيباً وحَلْياً من ترائِبها
إذا اعتَنقْنا وخَيلُ اللّيلِ تَعتَرك
As the horses of night and dawn clash
For the sky is a belt of its planets
وللسّماءِ نطاقٌ من كَواكِبها
عُقدْنَ منه على أعطافها حُبُك
Strung into a necklace around its shoulders
Gray hair lit my head quickly with whiteness
قد أشْعَلَ الشّيْبُ رأسي للبِلى عَجِلاً
والشّمعُ عند اشْتعالِ الرّأسِ يَنْسبك
And the candle near the lighting of the head melts away
So if tending to it with its color is feeble
فإن يَكُنْ راعَها من لَونهِ يَقَقٌ
فطالما راقَها من قَبْلِه حَلَك
For long it was tended with strength beforehand
I knew my fate and its people with my initiative
عَرفْتُ دهري وأهليه ببادرتي
من قَبلِ أن نَجّذَتْني فِيهمُ الحُنَك
Before they provoked me within them bitterly
So I do not blame anyone among them in my chest
فلا حَسائكَ في صَدري على أَحدٍ
منهم ولا لَهمُ في مَضْجَعي حَسَك
Nor do they scratch in my bed
And I am not fooled by the cheer in their faces
ولا أُغَرُّ ببِشرٍ في وجُوهِهمُ
وربّما غَرَّ حَبٍّ تحته شَبَك
And love underneath perhaps sets up a trap
My steeds of hope in them went astray
سارتْ مطايا رجائي فيهمُ فغدَتْ
رَزْحَي من اليأسِ حتّى ما بها حَرَك
Becoming my scaffold from despair until they lost all motion
I lead them misguided away from them to a tribe
أُنيخُها ضَلّةً منهمْ إلى عُصَبٍ
حاشا الكرامَ إذا سِيلو النّدى وَعِكوا
Far from the generous when they poured rain and gathered
Reason leaves our tongues that bite
ويَتركُ الحِلْمُ منّا لُدَّ ألسِنةٍ
وهُنّ كاللُّجمِ في الأفواهِ تَنعلِك
And they in mouths are like shackles bridled
Many a group could not restrain so they complained
ورُبَّ طائفةٍ لم يكظِموا فشكَوْا
أقلَّ شيءٍ كما لم يكْرُموا فَشُكُوا
Of the smallest thing, as they were not honorable, so they complained
Unless it be a pouch of money acting as a muzzle
إلاّ تكُنْ مُسكةٌ للمالِ مُقنعةٌ
فالعقلُ والصّبرُ عندي منهما مُسَك
For reason and patience in them I possess
How long, oh time, do I see from you
حتّى متَى وإلى كم يا زمانُ أَرى
منك الخطوبَ بجَنْبي وهْي تَنعرِك
Hardships next to me that provoke and kindle?
Beyond the justice of rule’s organization you burden me
أَبعْدَ عدلِ نظامِ المُلكِ تَحمِلُ لي
ذَحْلاً وخلْفَك منه ثائرٌ مَحِك
With abuse while behind you a protector of lawNM gets angry
I am not fooled by his envied but shared glory
أَغَرُّ لا مَجدُه المَحسودُ مُشتَرَكٌ
كَلاّ ولا مالُه في الجودِ مُشترَك
No, and not his shared money in generosity
His glory is purely his, not shared with mankind
فَمجدُه خالصاً دونَ الأنامِ له
ومالُه خالصاً للوَفْدِ مُمْتَلَك
And his money is purely for visitors, possessed
Oh you who tires himself to compete with him
يا مُتعِباً نفسَه في أن يُساجِلَه
أينَ السّماكُ إذا قايَسْتَ والسَّمك
Where are the fishes when you compare them to the fish?
Leave the ministry from you and profit from its troubles
دَعُوا الوِزارةَ عنكمْ تَربَحوا نَصَباً
فالحَبلُ في الدُّرّ مِمّا ليس يَنْسَلِك
For the rope in pearls is not what unravels
You have inherited, oh clan of Isaac, his position
وَرِثْتُمُ يا بَني إسحاقَ مَنْصبَها
فما لغَيرِكمُ في إرثِكم شِرَك
So none other has partnership in your inheritance
You are the choice of this cider, we know you
أنتمْ فَرازينُ هذا الدَّسْت نَعلَمُكُمْ
وهمْ بَياذِقُه إن صُفَّ مُعتَرَك
And they are its tasters if the line is mixed in battle
So no taster from them strays ever
فما تَفرْزنَ منهم بَيذَقٌ أبداً
إلاّ غدا رأسُه في التُّرْبِ يَنمَعِك
Except his head tomorrow is in the dust, crumbling
How many wished to partake, not of your ilk
كم رامَ أن يتَعاطى ذاك غيُركمُ
فخاضَه تائهٌ في الغَىِّ مُنهَمِك
So they entered it confused, immersed in error
And took up the matter but took it up in wonder
وقام بالأمرِ لكنْ قائمٌ عجَبٌ
كما تُريكَ خيالَ القائمِ البِرَك
As you see the mirage of the standing mirage
Until it was returned to one of true intuition, awakened
حتّى أُعيدَتْ إلى ذي مِرَّةٍ يَقِظٍ
من الّذين إذا هَمّوا بها فَتكوا
From those who, when they contemplated it, unravelled
Do you not see what the Sultan Murtaza saw
أما تَرى ما رأى السُّلطانُ مُرتَضياً
في مُلكِه كُلُّ ما يأتي وَيتَّرك
In his kingdom, all that comes and goes?
He handed over to you what your father handed over
ألقَى إليك الّذي ألقَى أبوه إلى
أبيكَ في المُلْكِ والأحوالُ تَشتَرِك
To my father in the kingdom and eras intertwined
So each remains provided with his companion
فلا يَزلْ مُمْتَعاً كُلٌّ بصاحبِه
ولا تَزلْ هذه الأنسابُ تَشتَبِك
And these lineages remain interlocked
No minister has met a king like him
فلم يُصادِفْ وزيرٌ مثلَه مَلِكاً
ولم يُصادِفْ وزيراً مثلَه مَلِك
Nor a king met a minister like him
In his hand a moon, in his armor a lion
في دَسْتِه قَمرٌ في دِرعهِ أَسد
في حَفْلِه مَلِكٌ في سرِّه مَلَك
In his assembly a king, in his secret an angel
If we count his years, he is forthcoming
إذا عَددْنا سِنيهِ فهْو مُقتَبِلٌ
وإنْ ذكرْنا حِجاهُ فهْو مُحتَنِك
And if we mention his wisdom, he is sagacious
Pens remain generous in his palm beyond dreams
تَظلُّ في كَفّه الأقلامُ من كَرَمٍ
للنّاسِ أسخَى منَ الأحلامِ تَنشبِك
To the people, more generous than wishes entangled
It runs to him as time runs to them
تَسعَى له مثْلما يَسعَى الزّمانُ لها
كُلٌّ بهامَته ماشٍ له حَرِك
Each with its purpose walking to it and its action
Young and beautiful, throwing enemies with horses rushing
جَذْلانُ يَرْمي العِدا بالخيلِ عاديةً
مُشيحةً فوقَها الأبطالُ والشِّكَك
Lofty over them the heroes and grandeur
Continuing to emit from their honor a fragrance
يَظلُّ يَنفَحُ من أعراضِهم عَبَقٌ
وللحديدِ على أثوابِهم سَهَك
And upon their clothes the iron has tracks
As if their faces and the awe they display
كأنّ أوجُهَهمْ والرَّوعُ يَبذُلُها
عِزّاً دَنانيرُ لم تُنقَشْ لها سِكَك
Are dinars of glory never minted or carved
From each blossom like a star it carries
من كُلِّ أَزْهرَ مثْل النّجمِ يَحملُه
طَودٌ له اللّيلُ مِسْكٌ والضُّحَى مَسَكُ
An aroma the night for it is musk and dawn splendor
Until they saw them as lions with no isolation
حتّى رأَوْها أُسوداً ما بِها عَزَلٌ
تُزيرُ فوق جبالٍ ما بها صَكَك
Prowling over mountains with no rugged terrain
They marched upon the homes of the enemy enveloped in sleep
طرَقْنَ حيَّ العدا في عُقْرِ دارِهمُ
والنّومُ مْلء ُجُفونِ القَومِ لو تُرِكوا
Had they been left, sleep filling the eyes of the folk
And the stab weaved the fringes of the spear shadows
والطَّعنُ يَنسِجُ أشطانَ القنا ظُلَلاً
تُلقَى على فُرَجِ الحُجْبِ الّتي هَتَكوا
Cast upon the crevices of the veils they had torn
To your standards, pillar of the faith, we marched
إلى ذُراكَ قِوامَ الدِّينِ سارَ بنا
خُوصٌ كما اصطَفَّ من نَخْلِ القُرَى سِكَك
As palm trees of the village align orderly in rows
They extended to your name the edges of ropes theirs
مُدَّتْ على اسْمِكَ أطرافُ الحبالِ لها
وأُغْشِيَتْ أُخْريَاتُ الأرحُلِ الوُرك
And the hind legs of the camels kneeled down
And kicked them the farthest of their steps a journey
وثَوَّروهُنّ أدْنَى خَطْوِها سَفَرٌ
شَوقاً إليك وأبطا مَرِّها رَتَك
Yearning to you, and the sides of their necks chafed
Their seeking hands crept with their feet
تَسْري طَوالبَ أيديها بأرْجُلِها
مَدَّ اللّيالي فلا فَوْتٌ ولا دَرَك
The nights stretched but no loss or attainment
Such that you see a king cured by seeing him
حتّى تَرى مَلِكاً تَشْفَى برَؤْيتِه
من الزّمانِ صُدوراً كلُّها حَسَك
Of hardships hearts altogether burdened
A people he dismounts and others rise by him
يَحُطُّ قوماً ويَعلو آخَرونَ به
كما يُديرُ نُجومَ اللّيلةِ الفَلَك
As the orbit rotates stars of the night
Today the system of governance lived anew
اليومَ عاش نظامُ المُلْكِ ثانيةً
وكم مَعاشر عاشوا بعدَ ما هَلَكوا
And how many groups lived after they perished
So we ask Allah that he maintain you for what remains
فاللهَ نَسألُ أن يُبقيكَ ما بَقيَتْ
آثارُه فَهْي حَبْلٌ ليس يَنْبَتِك
Of its effects, for it is a rope that does not fray
And here it subdues the envious from repression
وهاكَها تُوقرُ الحُسّادَ من كَمَدٍ
كأنّما هيَ في أسماعهمْ سِكَك
As if in their ears it were spikes
End rhymes of Bedouin verse, and not with them
قَوافياً بدويّاتٍ وما بعَثَتْ
بها من البَدْوِ لا عُرْضٌ ولا أَرَك
Were sent from the desert any shame or refusal
They came with a white hand, so it arranged
جاءتْ بهنّ يدٌ بيضاءُ فانتظمَتْ
زُهْراً تَلقَّفُ للأقوامِ ما أَفِكوا
Blossoms it gleaned for the peoples what they unraveled
Presented to Ahmed the Most Praiseworthy, and avoided
زُفّتْ إلى أحمدَ المحمودِ واجتنَبتْ
قَوماً إذا خَطَبوا أبكارَها فُرِكوا
A people, if he sought their maidens, were shunned
Oh you who attained ranks beyond its zenith
يا مُدرِكاً رُتَباً ما بعدَ ذِرْوتِها
إلاّ الدّوامُ فَدُمْ للمَجْدِ تَدَّرك
None but eternity, so continue aspiring
A sorcery of poetry I rendered the valiant helpless with
سِحْرٌ من الشِّعْرِ أعجَزْتُ الفُحولَ به
وأعجزَتْنيَ حتّى بِعْتُها الرَّمَك
And it rendered me helpless until I became feeble
When I was pushed into a fate that pounced upon me
لمّا دُفِعْتُ إلى دَهْرٍ تَنمّرَ لي
برائعاتٍ فأَمْرِي بينها لَبِك
With masterpieces, so my matter amidst them was confused
Reason in it is mad and righteousness is wantonness
العَقْلُ فيه عِقالٌ والسُّدادُ سُدىً
والفَضْلُ فيه فُضولٌ والنُّهى نَهِك
Merit in it excess and prohibition carnage
I sold my eyes and this was my bargain, and tomorrow
قد بِعْتُ طِرْفي وهذا مِطْرَفِي وغداً
أَبيعُه ولِطَرْفِي أدمُعٌ سُفُك
I sell it, and for my eye tears pour
My praise of kings and eating palmfuls content
مَدْحي الملوكَ وأكْلي الكَفَّ مُقتنعاً
هذا لعَمرُكَ في أيّامكمْ هُتَك
By your life, in your days this is ravaged
So listen to my words, may God protect you from a kingdom
فاسمَعْ مقالي رعاكَ اللهُ من مَلكٍ
واعْدِلْ فعَبْدُك دهري ظالمٌ مَعِك
And be just, your servant my fate with you is oppressive
Prolonged has the stay become and patience has met its end
طال المُقامُ ونالَ الصّبرُ غايتَه
وتاهَ في أمره حَيرانُ مُرتبِك
And wandered in his matter the confused and tangled
So show kindness, for the sanctuary of the sublime is plundered
فاعْطِفْ فإنّ حِمَى العلياء مُنْتَهَبٌ
إن لم تُغِثْ وحَريمَ المجدِ مُنْتَهِك
If you do not help, and the harem of glory violated
And command with it openly a sacrificial camel entire
وأْمُرْ بها بِدَراً يُنحَرنَ تامِكةً
كما يُقرَّبُ عند المَوسمِ النُّسك
As it is offered at the pilgrimage season
And count with your two palms celebrations recurring
واعْدُدْ بكفَّيك أعياداً مُعاودَةً
ما دام جُنحُ الدُّجَى بالصُّبحِ يَحتبِك
As long as the wing of dusk with dawn intertwines