أَرى لَهُمُ ناراً تَلوحُ على عَلَمْ
أَشَقَّ عَلى قَلبِ الهَوى وَعَلى الظُلَمْ
I see for them a fire shining on a flag
It tore the heart of passion and darkness
فَيا نارَهُم أَمّا المُحِبُّ فَلَم يَقِف
وَأَمّا الدُجى بَعدَ التَوَقُّفِ فَاِنهَزَم
So O their fire! As for the lover, he did not stop
And as for the darkness after hesitation, it was defeated
وَدونَكِ غَيرانٌ يُضَمِّخُ يَومَهُ
وَلَيلَتَهُ في الحَربِ وَالسِلمِ بِالضَرَم
And except for you others who stain their day
And their night with war and peace with adversity
كريمٌ إذا زار الملوكَ مُجالسٌ
وإن زاره ضِيفانُ معروفِهِ خَدَم
Generous when he visits kings, gatherings
And if two familiar guests visit him, he serves
وَقامَ لِمَن قَد كانَ في الحينِ قاعِداً
وَكِيلاهُ مِن صَفحٍ لَدَيكَ وَمِن كَرَم
And stood up for whoever was sitting at the time
His guarantee is from pardoning you and from generosity
وَصِفرِ يَدٍ قَد ضاقَ صَدراً بِما اِعتَزَم
وَمُثقَلِ ظَهرٍ خافَ فِكراً لِما اِجتَرَم
And a hand that despaired with what it intended
And a burdened back that feared thinking of what it committed
فَهَذا أَسيرُ الجودِ قَيَّدتَهُ غِنىً
وَهذا طَليقُ العَفوِ سامحتَهُ بِدَم
So this is the prisoner of generosity, riches shackled him
And this is pardoned, you forgave him with blood
تَواقيعُ رُدَّ السَيفُ فيها بِغَيظِهِ
وَبَيَّنتَ مِنها في العُلا حُجَّةَ القَلَم
Signatures where the sword returns in rage
And you clarified among them in the heights the proof of the pen
مِنَ الأَسوَدَينِ الهَمِّ وَالسِجنِ أُسلِموا
إِلى الأَبيَضَينِ السَيفِ وَالشَيبِ في اللَمَم
Of the two blacks, worry and prison, they were surrendered
To the two whites, the sword and old age in disasters
فَمِن مُلبِسٍ أَحيَيتَهُ إِذ ذَوى الذَما
وَمِن مُفلِسٍ أَلحَقتَهُ بِذَوي الذِمَم
So from a dressed one you revived when his reputation waned
And from a bankrupt one you reunited with those of repute
عَجِبتُ بِأَن لُقِّبتَ كاشِفَ غُمَّةٍ
وَخُيِّلَ لي أَنَّ المُلَقِّبَ قَد ظَلَم
I was astonished that you were titled dispeller of gloom
And it seemed to me that the titled one was unjust
وَهَل غَمَّنا دَهرٌ تَوَلَّيتَ أَمرَهُ
فَمَن قالَ حَقّاً فَليَقُل مُنسِيَ الغُمَم
Did an era whose affairs you took charge grieve us
So whoever spoke the truth, let him say eraser of sorrows