قَضى نَحبَهُ الصَومُ بَعدَ المِطالِ

وَأُطلِقَ مِن قَيدِ فَترِ الهِلالِ

The fast has finished its term after prolongation

And was released from the bond of the crescent's vacation

وَرَوَّحتُ كاتِبَ جَنبي اليَمينِ

وَأَتعَبتُ كاتِبَ جَنبي الشِمالِ

My right side writer I gave solace

And my left side writer I made toil

فَدَع ضيقَةً مِثلَ شَدِّ الإِسارِ

إِلى فُرجَةٍ مِثلِ حَلِّ العِقالِ

So leave a constriction like the tightening of a belt

To a relief like the loosening of a knot

وَقُم هاتِها مِثلَ ثَوبِ النُضارِ

وَمَوجِ البِحارِ وَطَعمِ الزُلالِ

And rise, bring it like the dress of youth

And wave of oceans and taste of fresh juice

جَزى اللَهُ عَنّي عَروسَ الدَوالي

وَلا أَخطَأَتها كُئوسُ العَزالي

May God reward, from me, the bride of valleys

And the cups of seclusion did not mistake her

بِما أَطعَمَت مِن لَذيذِ الثِمارِ

وَما أَلبَسَت مِن نَسيجِ الظِلالِ

With what she fed of delicious fruits

And what she dressed of weaved shades

وَما سَلسَلَت مِن مُذابِ السُرورِ

وَما خَفَّضَت مِن جِماحِ التَقالي

And what she chained of melted bliss

And what she lowered of the wings of exultation

فَكَم زَخرَفَت جَنَّةً لِلعَذابِ

وَكَم رَفَعَت قَبَساً لِلضَلالِ

So how she adorned a paradise for the torment

And how she raised a torch for the misguidance

أُغالِطُ بِالكَأسِ حُكمَ الزَمانِ

فَيَومٌ عَلَيَّ وَيَومٌ بِها لي

I contend with the cup the judgement of time

So a day against me and a day for me

وَجاءَت بِما في عُيونِ النِساءِ

وَمَرَّت بِما في رُءوسِ الرِجالِ

And she came with what is in the eyes of women

And passed with what is in the heads of men

وَأَسلو الغزالَ بِها إِذ أَرى

بِكاساتِها دَمَ ذاكَ الغَزالِ

And I made the gazelle drunk with it when I saw

In its cups the blood of that gazelle

بِعَيشِكَ عُج بي إِلى مَعرَكٍ

يَقومُ بهِ أَيُّ حَربٍ سِجالِ

With your life, hurry me to a battlefield

In which any war of argument takes place

إِذا مَزَجَ الماءُ مِنها الكُئوس

مَزَجنا أَسِنَّتَها بِالنِصالِ

If the water from it mixed the cups

We mixed its tongues with the swords

وَإِنِّيَ فارِسُ صَفِّ النِدامِ

فَكُن أَنتَ فارِسَ صَفِّ القِتالِ

And I am a horseman of the repentant row

So you be a horseman of the fighting row

تَجَلَّت عَنِ الناسِ صَرعى الضِرابِ

وَعَنّي وَلَكِن صَريعَ الدَلالِ

The slain of beating avoided the people

But not me, rather the slain of affection

وَسَكرانَ كَرَّرَ مِن سُكرِهِ

زَمانٌ عَلى كُلِّ عَقلِ مُمالي

And a drunk reiterated from his drunkenness

An age against every sober mind

فَسُكرُ الشَبابِ وَسُكرُ الشَرابِ

وَسُكرُ الصُدودِ وَسُكرُ الوِصالِ

So the drunkenness of youth and drunkenness of drink

And drunkenness of resistance and drunkenness of union

فَلا تَذكُرَنَّ عُهودَ الوِصالِ

فَعَهدي بِها وَاللَيالي لَيالِ

Do not remind of the days of union

For my covenant with it is nights of nights

وَلَم أَبكِ عَهداً رَجاءَ الرُجوعِ

وَلَكِن أُحادِثُهُ بِالصِقالِ

And I did not weep a covenant hoping for return

But I converse with it with polishing

بَعَثنَ اللَيالي ببأسٍ شَديدٍ

عَلَيَّ قَديماً فَجاسَت خِلالي

The nights sent against me with severe harm

From old, so they raided my situations

فَما جاءَ عَن مِعطَفي ذَمُّ جانٍ

وَلا جاءَ عَن جَوهَري ذَمُّ حالي

So no blame of a scorner came from my cloak

Nor did blame of my essence come from my state

وَلَم أَستَغِث تَحتَ ظِلِّ الخُطو

بِ جَرجَرَةَ البُزلِ تَحتَ الرِحالِ

And I did not seek help under the shade of steps

With the dragging of slippers under the luggage

فَزاحِم عَنِ الجَلَلِ المُتَّقى

تُزاحِم بِمَنكِبِ عَودٍ جُلالِ

So compete against the majestic revered one

You compete with the shoulder of a revered pole

خَشُنتَ لِحالٍ كَشَوكِ القَتادِ

وَلِنتُ لِأُخرى كَشَوكِ السِيالِ

You were rough to a state like thorns of citrus

And gentle to another like thorns of chamomile

وَلَستُ لِساناً لِذُلِّ السُؤالِ

وَما زِلتُ صَدراً لِعِزِّ السُؤالِ

And I am not a tongue for the disgrace of begging

And I still am a chest for the honor of begging

حَديثٌ يُنجّي فُروعَ السَحابِ

وَأَصلٌ يُناطي أُصولَ الجِبالِ

A talk that saves the branches of clouds

And a root that competes with mountain roots

وَلي قَلَمٌ مِنهُ عَينُ الكَلا

مِ تَجري فَتَنظُرُ عَينَ الكَمالِ

And I have a pen which the eye of ability

Flows from it, so the eye of perfection looks

يَراعٌ تَظَلُّ رِياضُ الطُرو

سِ مِنها مُوَشَّحَةً بِالظِلالِ

A folk on which the gardens of basil

Are shaded from it, adorned with shades

كَمِثلِ الوَقيعَةِ فيها الزُلالُ

يُسيغُ الوَقيعَةَ لي في الزُلالِ

Like the pitfall in which is the fresh juice

Making the pitfall delicious to me in the fresh juice

وَكُتبٌ يَفيضُ بِأَرجائِها

يَمينُ الجَدا وَلِسانُ الجِدالِ

And books in which the right of sincerity overflows

And the tongue of debate and argument

تَقَدَّمَها الشَكلُ مِن فَوقِها

كَمِثلِ السِهامِ أَمامَ النِضالِ

Its form preceded it above it

Like arrows ahead of the struggle

وَكَم تُرِّبَت وَاِنبَرَت لِلعَدُوِّ

كَوَثبِ الشَرارِ وَهَدَّ الجِبالِ

And how much they wore enemy hides

And how much they robbed the nude of bands

فَيَأطِرنَهُ مِثلَ أَطرِ القِسِيِّ

وَيَبرينَهُ مِثلَ بَريِ النِبالِ

They smile about a hopeless desirer

The obvious minaret, pure minaret

بما في بَراثِنِ أُسدِ الغِياضِ

وَما في جُفونِ ظِباءِ الرِمالِ

A bridle which took what it aimed

With pulling the reins and releasing the knot

وَكَم قد كَسَونَ عَواري ظُباً

وَكَم قد سَلَبنَ عَواري عَوالي

It crowns the orbits of its paper

Suns, suns at the decline

تَبسَّمُ عَن مُطمِعٍ مُؤيِسٍ

بَدِيِّ المَنارِ صَفِيِّ المَنالِ

So no sleep shortened save the long

And no disease ended save the chronic

عِنانٌ تَناوَلَ ما رامَهُ

بِشَدِّ الحِضارِ وَحَلِّ العِقالِ

And lift it up to me, so the lowest of chance

Takes from me the highest of luck

تُكَلِّلُ أَفلاكَ قِرطاسِها

شُموسٌ شَوامِسُ عِندَ الزَوالِ

As for my enemy, I do not sleep if

The ghost of imagination cheers him in sleep

فَلا أَقصَرَ النَومُ غَيرَ الطِوالِ

وَلا حَسَمَ الداءَ غَيرَ العُضالِ

And the bellow of stallions did not disturb my hearing

So how would the howl of pups alarm me?

وَرَفِّه عَلَيكَ فَأَدنى السُؤا

لِ يَأخُذُ مِنِّيَ أَعلى النَوالِ

A talk like the buzzing of the hidden flies

And a fate like the flight of dodging flies

وَأَمّا عَدُوّي فَلا نِمتُ إِن

تَسَرّاهُ في النَومِ طَيفُ الخَيالِ

And the lack of sleep made them absent minded

So they became absent minded and did not occur to me

وَما راعَ سَمعي رُغاءُ الفُحولِ

فَكَيفَ يَروعُ ثُغاءُ السِخالِ

And no wonder if who you have guided is misguided

Misguidance of the guide is the guide of misguidance

حَديثٌ كَما طَنَّ خافي الذُبابِ

وَقَدرٌ كَما طارَ عافي الذُبالِ

It will suffice for the example in its like

Your latter ones who sufficed me the first ones

وَإِنَّ القَماءَةَ أَخفَتهُمُ

فَخَفّوا فَما خَطَروا لي بِبالِ

And I have not profited except for he who

Tomorrow buys words from principal money

وَلا غَروَ لَو ضَلَّ مَن قَد هَدَيتَ

ضَلالُ الدَليلِ دَليلُ الضَلالِ

And how much was said about a speaker that

He, and he, and he, and increased in hyperbole

سَيَكفي عَلى الرَسمِ في مِثلِهِ

أَواخِرَكُم مَن كَفاني الأَوالي

So I came to his water spring without finding direction

And I did not see in his desert except perishing

وَما رِبحُ أَحسَنتُ إِلّا لِمَن

غَدا يَشتَري القَولَ مِن رَأسِ مالِ

A hope that points with pulling the journey

And despair that points with unloading the journey

وَكَم قيلَ عَن قائِلٍ إِنَّهُ

وَإِنَّ وَإِنَّ وزادَ التَغالي

And a state which has an adornment in talk

That deceives, while its result is not the state

فَجِئتُ إِلى مائِهِ غَيرَ آلٍ

فَلَم أَرَ في قَفرِهِ غَيرَ آلِ

And your resistance to me is resistance of boredom

And my resistance to you is resistance of boredom

رَجاءٌ يُشيرُ بِشَدِّ المَطِيِّ

وَيَأسٌ يُشيرُ بِحَطِّ الرِحالِ

If you were my money that is in my hand

Then I am money leaning to other than money

وَحالٌ لَها حِليَةٌ بِالحَديثِ

تَغُرُّ وَمَحصولُها غَيرُ حالِ

A prophet! My patience heard his promise

So do not trick it with saying and words

وَصَدِّيَ عَنك صُدودُ العِتابِ

وَصَدُّكَ عَنّي صُدودُ المَلالِ

And I took from gentleness the poison of the tailor

And I complain from fate the narrowness of range

إِذا كُنتَ مالي الَّذي في يَدي

فَإِنِّيَ مالٍ إِلى غَيرِ مالِ

نَبا سَمعُ صَبري عَلى وَعدِهِم

فَلا تَختَدِعهُ بِقيلٍ وَقالِ

وَلَجتُ مِنَ اللُطفِ سَمَّ الخِياطِ

وَأَشكو مِنَ الحَظِّ ضيقَ المَجالِ