كَأَنَّكَ عَن كَيدِ الحَوادِثِ راقِدُ

وَما أَمِنَتهُ في السَماءِ الفَراقِدُ

As if you are asleep, unaware of the tricks of fate,

Yet have no faith in the watchful stars.

سَيَجري عَلى نيرانِ فارِسَ طارِقٌ

فَتَخمُدُ وَالمِرّيخُ في العَينِ راقِدُ

Soon a conqueror will march on Persia's fires

And extinguish them, while Mars sleeps in the eye.

وَما اِبتَسَمَت أَيّامُهُ النُكدُ عَن رِضاً

وَلَكِن تَحاشى وَالصُدورُ حَواقِدُ

Never did his days smile with joy,

But rather he avoided, while breasts held grudges.

أَأُنفِقُ مِن نَفسي عَلى اللَهِ زائِفاً

لِأَلحَقَ بِالأَبرارِ وَاللَهُ ناقِدُ

Shall I spend my soul falsely for God

To join the righteous, while God judges?

وَشَخصي وَرَوحي مِثلُ طِفلٍ وَأُمَّهُ

لِتِلكَ بِهَذا مِن يَدِ الرَبِّ عاقِدُ

My person and my soul are like a child and mother

For that one's hand binds them fast.

يَموتانِ مِثلَ الناظِرَينِ تَوارُداً

فَلا هُوَ مَفقودٌ وَلا هِيَ فاقِدُ

They die together like two gazers meeting,

So neither is lost nor the other bereft.

وَلَو قَبِلَت أَمرَ المَليكِ جُنوبُنا

لَما قَبِلَتها في الظَلامِ المَراقِدِ

Had our hearts accepted the king's command,

They would not have accepted it in the dormant dark.