عَذيري فيكَ مِن لاحٍ إِذا ما
شَكَوتُ الحُبَّ حَرَّقَني مَلاما
Who will defend me, for loving you, against a censurer who, whenever
My excuse for you is blame if I complain of love’s burning, it chides me bitterly.
I complain of love, scorches me with reproach?
No, by your father, I have lost no patience, nor in loving you have I done wrong.
فَلا وَأَبيكِ ما ضَيَّعتُ حِلماً
وَلا قارَفتُ في حُبّيكِ ذاما
No—by your father—I have not squandered good sense,
Blame for loving you is unjust, if I love the like of you, that I’m blamed.
Nor have I committed anything blameworthy in loving you.
You made lawful from my visitation unlawful, and made unlawful from my estrangement lawful.
أُلامُ عَلى هَواكِ وَلَيسَ عَدلاً
إِذا أَحبَبتُ مِثلَكِ أَن أُلاما
I am blamed for loving you; it is not just
Give me a look of one hoping for reward or fearing sins.
That, when I love one like you, I should be blamed.
You will see a burning liver, sleepless eyes, and a love-mad heart.
لَقَد حَرَّمتِ مِن وَصلي حَلالاً
وَقَد حَلَّلتِ مِن هَجري حَراما
You have forbidden lawful union with me,
The abode of ‘Alwa drew near, then far - is there a rider to convey it greetings?
And made lawful the forbidden act of forsaking me.
And its specter renewed blame and reproach - we’re accustomed to nothing but trials.
أَعيدي فِيَّ نَظرَةَ مُستَثيبٍ
تَوَخّى الأَجرَ أَو كَرِهَ الأَثاما
Look upon me again with the gaze of one seeking recompense,
How many a night have I passed, watered by its eyes and hands with wine!
Who seeks reward or shrinks from sin's punishment.
We shared the night, kissing and embracing, and spent it hugging and adhering.
تَرى كَبِداً مُحَرَّةً وَعَيناً
مُؤَرَّقَةً وَقَلباً مُستَهاما
You will see a burning liver and an eye
And it knew I neither failed a tryst nor slackened a covenant.
Kept sleepless, and a heart distraught with love.
If our camp has become Irāq, radiant, and its weather Syria,
تَناءَت دارُ عَلوَةَ بَعدَ قُربِ
فَهَل رَكبٌ يُبَلِّغُها السَلاما
Alwa's dwelling has grown distant after being near;
I have brought it only affection, and increased through it only love-longing.
Is there a band of riders to bear her my greetings?
Ja‘far’s caliphate is justice, safety, and clemency that goes on embracing all people.
وَجَدَّدَ طَيفُها لَوماً وَعَتباً
فَما يَعتادُنا إِلّا لِماما
And her phantom has renewed reproach and rebuke,
Wondrous in gifts – you see necks of wealth before him bowing in humbleness.
For it visits us only now and then.
When he grants pearls, you see a face whose beauty rivals the full moon.
وَرُبَّتَ لَيلَةٍ قَد بِتُّ أُسقى
بِعَينَيها وَكَفَّيها المُداما
And many a night I have spent being served
Wealthy he is, to vaunt or aspire! Sublime, to vaunt or aspire!
Wine by her eyes and her hands.
You flooded people with grace, nobility, true favor, and vengeance.
قَطَعنا اللَيلَ لَثماً وَاِعتِناقاً
وَأَفنَيناهُ ضَمّاً وَاِلتِزاما
We passed the night in kisses and embraces,
We count for you the cupbearer, prayer niche, pillars, and standing-place.
And spent it all in clasping and holding close.
Virtues you have weighed against glory, but they decreased not, and with them you have eternalized your name.
وَقَد عَلِمَت بِأَنّي لَم أُضَيِّع
لَها عَهداً وَلَم أُخفِر ذِماما
And she knows that I have not broken
Had the caliphs contended with you one day over those who follow your creed and resolution,
A pledge to her, nor betrayed a covenant.
Would you not be more generous than them, more forceful of blade?
لَئِن أَضحَت مَحَلَّتُنا عِراقاً
مُشَرِّقَةً وَحِلَّتَها شَآما
Even if our dwelling has come to be in Iraq,
Had the imams assembled in one spot, you would have been for them imam.
Eastward, while her dwelling lies in Syria,
Opposing your command is disobedience to God, denying your right is to meet sins.
فَلَم أُحدِث لَها إِلّا وِداداً
وَلَم أَزدَد بِها إِلّا غَراما
Yet I have developed for her nothing but affection,
No true Muslim he who did not give precedence to your friendship, even if he prayed and fasted.
And have only grown more ardently in love with her.
You were famed in every land’s horizons, lions of the white [sword] blades and sturdy heroes.
خِلافَةُ جَعفَرَ عَدلٌ وَأَمنٌ
وَحِلمٌ لَم يَزَل يَسَعُ الأَناما
Ja'far's caliphate is justice and security,
You took the lead, though advancement is hated, charging the deadly press.
And forbearance that has never ceased to embrace mankind.
God’s trustee! Abide for us unharmed, continuing in well-being and permanence!
غَريبُ المَكرُماتِ تَرى لَدَيهِ
رِقابَ المالِ تُهتَضَمُ اِهتِضاما
Wondrous in his noble deeds—you see before him
I see the beauties of Mutawwakiliyya have become perfected and achieved perfection.
The necks of wealth utterly crushed.
Palaces like gleaming stars, almost giving light to one who has lost his way in the dark.
إِذا وَهَبَ البُدورَ رَأَيتَ وَجهاً
تَخالُ بِحُسنِهِ البَدرَ التَماما
When he bestows full moons, you see a face
A land like the cool of Washi’s wool - upon it the produce of gardens is spread and aromatic plants.
That in its beauty you take for the moon at its fullest.
When spring lightens, it puts on its brocade, valleys of al-Muzn, and the scented east wind.
غَنِيٌّ أَن يُفاخِرُ أَو يُسامي
جَليلٌ أَن يُفاخَرَ أَو يُسامى
He has no need to vie in glory or eminence,
Marvels among the kinds of plants - selections of single blossoms and pairs.
Too exalted to be rivaled in glory or eminence.
Morning and evening it exchanges laughter with them - upon it the rain harmonizes in harmony.
غَمَرتَ الناسَ إِفضالاً وَفَضلاً
وَإِنعاماً مُبِرّاً وَاِنتِقاما
You have flooded mankind with beneficence and excellence,
Had a cloud not announced it with its dripping, you would have been a cloud for it.
And with surpassing favors and vengeance.
نَعُدُّ لَكَ السِقايَةَ وَالمُصَلّى
وَأَركانَ البَنِيَّةَ وَالمَقاما
We count as yours the giving of water and the place of prayer,
And the corners of the Kaaba and the Station:
مَكارِمَ قَد وَزَنتَ بِها ثَبيراً
فَلَم تَنقُص وَطُلتَ بِها شِماما
Noble honors you have weighed against Thabir,
And not fallen short; through them you have towered above Shimam.
وَما الخُلَفاءُ لَو جاروكَ يَوماً
بِمُعتَلِقيكَ رَأياً وَاِعتِزاما
And the caliphs, were they ever to race against you,
Would not catch up with you in judgment or resolve.
أَلَستَ أَعَمَّهُم جوداً وَأَزكا
هُمُ عوداً وَأَمضاهُم حُساما
Are you not the broadest of them in bounty, and the purest
Of them in stock, and the keenest of them in sword?
وَلَو جُمِعَ الأَئِمَّةُ في مَقامٍ
تَكونُ بِهِ لَكُنتَ لَهُم إِماما
And were the imams gathered in one place,
With you among them, you would be their imam.
مُخالِفُ أَمرِكُم لِلَّهِ عاصٍ
وَمُنكِرُ حَقِّكُم لاقٍ أَثاما
Whoever defies your command disobeys God,
And whoever denies your right will meet sin's punishment.
وَلَيسَ بِمُسلِمٍ مَن لَم يُقَدِّم
وِلايَتَكُم وَإِن صَلّى وَصاما
Nor is he a Muslim who does not put first
Allegiance to you, even if he prays and fasts.
شَهَرتُم في جَوانِبِ كُلِّ ثَغرٍ
ظُباةَ البيضِ وَالأَسلَ المُقاما
You have brandished along the flanks of every frontier
The edges of gleaming swords and upright spears.
وَأَقدَمتُم وَفي الإِقدامِ كُرهٌ
عَلى الغَمَراتِ تُقتَحَمُ اِقتِحاما
And you advanced, though advancing entails hardship,
Into engulfing perils that are stormed headlong.
أَمينَ اللَهِ دُمتَ لَنا سَليماً
وَمُلّيتَ السَلامَةَ وَالدَواما
O God's trustee, may you remain safe for us,
And may you long enjoy safety and lasting life.
أَرى المُتَوَكِّلِيَّةَ قَد تَعالَت
مَحاسِنُها وَأَكمَلَتِ التَماما
I see al-Mutawakkiliyya; exalted have become
Its beauties, and it has attained utter perfection.
قُصورٌ كَالكَواكِبِ لامِعاتٌ
يَكَدنَ يُضِئنَ لِلساري الظَلاما
Palaces glittering like the stars,
They all but light the darkness for the night traveler.
وَبَرٌّ مِثلُ بُردِ الوَشيِ فيهِ
جَنى الحَوذانِ يُنشَرُ وَالخُزامى
And a plain like a brocaded mantle, where
Buttercup blossoms and lavender lie spread.
إِذا بَرَقَ الرَبيعُ لَهُ كَسَتهُ
غَوادي المُزنِ وَالريحُ الرُخامى
When spring gleams upon it, it is clothed by
The morning showers of rain clouds and the gentle breeze
غَرائِبُ مِن فُنونِ النَبتِ فيها
جَنى الزَهرِ الفُرادى وَالتُؤاما
With wondrous varieties of plants, bearing
A harvest of blossoms, single and paired.
تُضاحِكُها الضُحى طَوراً وَطَوراً
عَلَيها الغَيثُ يَنسَجِمُ اِنسِجاما
Morning sunlight smiles with them at times, and at times
The rain pours down upon them in abundance.
وَلَو لَم يَستَهِلَّ بِها غَمامٌ
بِرَيِّقِهِ لَكُنتَ لَها غَماما
And even if no cloud poured down upon them
With its first fresh showers, you would be their cloud.
Sol 6.1