مَن عَزا المَجدَ إِلَينا قَد صَدَق
لَم يُلِم من قال مَهما قال حقْ
Whoever ascribed glory to us spoke truly.
No one who spoke was at fault—whatever he said was true.
مَجدُنا الشَمسُ سَناءً وَسَناً
مَن يَرمُ سَتر سَناها لَم يُطِقْ
Our glory is the sun in splendor and radiance;
whoever would veil its brilliance has no power to.
أَيُّها الناعي إِلَينا مجدَنا
هَل يَضُرُّ المَجدَ أَن خَطبٌ طَرقْ
O you who announce our glory’s death to us,
can glory be harmed because calamity came knocking?
لا نُرَع لِلدَمع في آماقِنا
مَزَجته بِدَمٍ أَيدي الحُرَقْ
The tears in the corners of our eyes do not dismay us;
the hands of searing grief have mingled them with blood.
حَنِقَ الدَهرُ عَلَينا فَسَطا
وَكَذا الدَهرُ عَلى الحرّ حَنِقْ
Fate raged against us and struck,
as Fate is ever enraged against the freeborn.
وَقَديماً كَلِف المُلك بِنا
وَرأى مِنّا شُموساً فَعَشِقْ
Long has sovereignty been enamored of us;
it saw suns among us and fell in love.
قَد مَضى مِنّا ملوكٌ شُهِروا
شُهرَةَ الشَمسِ تَجَلَّت في الأُفقْ
Kings of ours have passed away, renowned
with the sun’s renown, revealed across the horizon.
نَحنُ أَبناءُ بَني ماءِ السَما
نَحونا تَطمَعُ أَلحاظُ الحَدَقْ
We are descendants of the Banū Māʾ al-Samāʾ;
the glances of all eyes yearn toward us.
وَإِذا ما اِجتَمَع الدين لَنا
فَحَقيرٌ ما مِنَ الدُنيا اِفتَرَقْ
And when our faith remains whole,
whatever parts from us of this world is paltry.
حِجَجا عَشراً وعشراً بَعدَها
وَثَلاثينَ وَعِشرينَ نَسَقْ
Ten years, and ten more after them,
then thirty and twenty in succession;
أَشرَقَت عُشرون مِن أَنفَسها
وَثَلاثٌ نَيِّراتٌ تأتِلقْ
of those very years, twenty shone forth,
and three radiant ones glitter.
Sol 5.6