عبقريٌّ من النَّغَمْ
رَجْعُهُ الحبُّ والألَمْ
A genius of melody
His return is love and pain
نَبْعُهُ قلبُ شاعرٍ
شارفَ النُّورَ في القمَمْ
His spring is a poet’s heart
That reached the light at the peaks
ورأى مولدَ الحيا
ةِ على شاطئ العدمْ
And saw the birth of life
On the shore of nothingness
في رفيفٍ من النَّدَى
وحفيفٍ من النسمْ
In a whisper of dew
And rustle of breeze
وإطارٍ من السَّنَا
جمع الكونَ وانتظمْ
And a frame of luminosity
That brought the universe into harmony
ورآها وقد بَدَتْ
مِثلَ حوريَّة الحُلُمْ
And he saw it appear
Like a houri of dreams
هيَ سَكْرَى تجرَّدتْ
من ثيابٍ ومن عِصَمْ
She is an intoxication that shed
Her clothes and chastity
وهو لاهٍ بخدرها
ثَمِلٌ بالذي غَنِمْ
And he was distracted by her intoxication
Satiated with what he gained
تعصر الكرمَ راحتا
هُ لها، وهي تبتسمْ
She squeezed the grapes gently
For him, while smiling
فشدا أوَّلَ الرعا
ةِ بشبَّابة القِدَمْ
So he sang the first of vigor
With the youthfulness of steps
قبل أن يُسْعِدَ الغنا
ءُ بها راعيَ الغنَمْ
Before the singing gladdened
The shepherd of sheep
خطرةٌ من شبابهِ
وَمَضَتْ، فاشتكى السأمْ
A fleeting moment of his youth
That passed, so he complained of boredom
وإذا الشاعرُ المدلـ
ـهُ يقظانُ لم يَنَمْ
And there the infatuated poet
Awake, did not sleep
أرَّقته صبابةٌ
بين جنبيهِ تضطرمْ
Insomnia kindled between his ribs
Roaming alone he cuts through time
يقطع الدهرَ وَحْدَهُ
ذاهلًا تائِهَ القدَمْ
Absently wandering
He asks the night, the stars, the clouds, the rain
يسأل الليلَ، والكوا
كبَ، والسُّحْبَ، والدِّيَمْ
His passionate lyre laments what was dear and harmonized
And on his cheek tears flowed
ناح قيثارُهُ الشجـ
ـيُّ بما رقَّ وانسجمْ
Of regret
Love melted his heart
وعلى خدِّه جَرَتْ
عَبَرَاتٌ من الندَمْ
And his body showed sickness
And the unseen revealed his secret
ذوَّبَ الحبُّ قلبه
وبَرَى جسمهَ السَّقمْ
Between his eyes and was depicted
So the most beautiful poetry and melody streamed through his hymn
وجلا الغيبُ سرَّهُ
بين عينيه وارتسمْ
So look which poet
Is he among you at the celebration
فجرى في نشيده
أروعُ الشعر والنغَمْ
That masterful composer
In the image of words
فانظروا أيَّ شاعرٍ
هو في الحفل بينكمْ
The goddess of wisdom complained of him
To the goddess of the pen
ذلك المبدعُ الروا
ئع في صورة الكَلِمْ
She disputed his love
While he is the adversary and judge
ربَّةُ الحكمة اشتكتـ
ـه إلى ربَّةِ القَلَمْ
So listen now to his poetry
And enjoy it above nations
نازعَتْهَا غرامَهُ
وَهُوَ الخصمُ والحكَمْ
Frail of body, his name
Encompasses the universe with greatness
فاسمعوا الآن شعره
وتَمَلَّوْهُ عن أَمَمْ
Short, and his glory
Towering like the bright dawn
ضامرُ الجسم واسمُهُ
يَسَعُ الكونَ بالعِظَمْ
That poet who won
Love and was characterized
وقصيرٌ، ومجدهُ
باذخٌ كالضحى أشَمْ
Immortalized by what he sang
Immortalized by what he composed
ذلك الشاعر الذي
فاز بالحب واتَّسَمْ
That is "Naji" and it suffices
That he is the flag poet!
خالدٌ بالذي شدا
خالدٌ بالذي نظَمْ
ذلك «ناجي» وحَسْبُهُ
أنَّه الشاعرُ العلَمْ!