لَتَهنِئ أَميرَ المُؤمِنينَ عَطِيَّةٌ

مِنَ اللَهِ يَزكو نَيلُها وَيَطيبُ

A gift from God will delight the Commander of the Faithful

Its attainment purified, its essence made good

يَدُ اللَهِ في فَتحٍ إِلَيكَ جَميلَةٌ

وَإِنعامُهُ فيهِ عَلَيكَ عَجيبُ

The hand of God was beautiful in granting you victory

And His blessing therein for you is wondrous

وَلِيُّكَ دونَ الأَولِياءِ مَحَبَّةً

وَمَولاكَ وَالمَولى الصَريحُ نَسيبُ

Your patron, unlike any other patron, is beloved

And your Master - the Manifest Master - is a close kinsman

وَعَبدُكَ أَحظَتهُ إِلَيكَ نَصيحَةٌ

وَأَرضاكَ مِنهُ مَشهَدٌ وَمَغيبُ

And your servant, his devotion to you has granted him

Sincerity towards you, whether seen or unseen

رَمَتهُ صُروفُ النائِباتِ فَأَخطَأَت

كَذا الدَهرُ يُخطي مَرَّةً وَيُصيبُ

The turns of fate assailed him, so he missed the mark

Thus does time err once and hit the mark another time

وَلَم أَنسَهُ يَطفو وَيَرسُبُ تارَةً

وَيَظهَرُ لِلرائينَ ثُمَّ يَغيبُ

Nor did I forget him floating and sinking at times

And appearing to onlookers, then disappearing

دَعا بِاِسمِكَ المَنصورِ وَالمَوجُ غامِرٌ

لِدَعوَتِهِ وَالمَوتُ مِنهُ قَريبُ

He called upon your name, O Mansur, while the waves raged

His call overcame them, and death was near

وَأُقسِمُ لَو يَدعوكَ وَالخَيلُ حَولَهُ

لَفَرَّجَها عَنهُ أَغَرُّ نَجيبُ

I swear, if he called you while the horses were around him

The noblest stallion would make way for him

فَلَولا دِفاعُ اللَهِ دامَت عَلى البُكا

عُيونٌ وَلَجَّت في الغَرامِ قُلوبُ

Were it not for God's defense, eyes would still weep

And hearts would remain sunk in sorrow

فَجاءَ عَلى يَأسٍ وَقَد كادَتِ القُوى

تَقَطَّعُ وَالآمالُ فيهِ تَخيبُ

He came in desperation, when strength was almost spent

And hopes in him were near disappointment

فَيا فَرحَةً جاءَت عَلى إِثرِ تَرحَةٍ

وَبُشرى أَتَت بَعدَ النَعِيِّ تَؤوبُ

So welcome a joy that followed a sadness

And good news that came after mourning's call

ثَنَت مِن تَباريحِ الغَليلِ وَنَهنَهَت

مَدامِعَ ما تَرقا لَهُنَّ غُروبُ

It stilled the agitation of distress and comforted

Tears that had flowed with no sunset

بَقيتَ أَميرَ المُؤمِنينَ فَإِنَّما

بَقاؤُكَ حُسنٌ لِلزَمانِ وَطيبُ

You remained, O Commander of the Faithful, and your

Continued existence is goodness for the age and purity