يذكِّرُني ثناياهنَّلماّ
تبسَّمَ في الرياضِ الاقْحُوانُ
Its branches remind me
When the anemones smiled in the gardens
اياللهِ مِن برقٍ لموعٍ
تبلَّجَ عن شرارتِهِ العَنانُ
Oh God, from the lightning of a flashing scimitar
Whose hilt gleamed from its sparks
اضاءَلناظري والليلُ داجٍ
عليهِ من الغياهبِ طيانُ
It illuminated my sight though the night was dark
With darkness draped over it like a shroud
فبتُّ كأننَّي منه لديغٌ
سقاه مُجاجَ فيه الافُعُوانُ
I was struck as if bitten by it
Given to drink a poison in which snakes mingled
سَقَى زمنُ الشبيبِة كلُّ مُزْنٍ
غَدَتْ حُلَلُ الربيعِ به تُزانُ
The days of youth gave every dissolved drunk
The garments of spring thereby became ragged
هو الزمنُ الذي لم يُلْفَ فيه
مع الاحبابِ ضيرُ وامتهانُ
It was the time in which
No harm or humiliation was found with loved ones
لقد افنى التغرُّقُ لاصطباري
دروعاً لايُنَفِّدُها الطعانُ
Waiting has worn away my endurance
With shields that no spears can pierce
واعيسَ يذرعُ الفلواتِ وخداً
يطيرُ على خُطاهُ الَهيِّبانُ
And I see the steed traversing the deserts with pride
While over its steps the sand grouse flutter
يجاذِبُنى الزمامَ وليس يَثنى
عزيمتَهُ خِشاشُ او عِرانُ
It tugs at the reins and does not waver
Whether faced by a fox or a wild donkey
ولا الهَجْلُ الذى تمَشي المطايا
بعرصِتهِ تُذالُ ولا الِمتانُ
Neither the commotion with which the steeds
Plod heavily, nor the camel litters
جَزَعتُ به الغاوزَ في ليالٍ
تهيَّبَ قطعَهنَّ الشَّيذُ مانُ
I frightened the cowardly hyenas in nights
When the howling wolf fears to cross them
الى حيَّ كتمتُ هواىَ فيه
اِذا الاهْواءُ دنسَّهَا العِلانُ
To the beloved I concealed my love
When passions are defiled by being made public
نديمىوالنديمُ الحرُّ ممِّا
يُزانُ به اللبيبُ ولايشانُ
My friend and the free spirited friend
By whom the sensible are measured, not the vile
ادِرْها مثلَ ذوبِ التَّبرِ صرفاً
تطيرُ بها مِنَ الفحرحِ الدِّنانُ
Guide it gently like melting butter
With which the oils take flight from the churning
اِذا ما الليلُ مُدَّ له رواقُ
واُلِقيَ مِنْ دجنتِهِ الجِرانُ
When the night extends its corridor
And the veil is lifted from its darkness
ولم يصدحْوقد طاحَ النَّدامى
بهاقبلَ الصباحِ العُْترُفانُ
And though the regrets have fallen
The remorseful will cry at dawn
فبادِرْهاولا يمنعكَ عنها
فلانُ بالنصيحةِأو فلانُ
So take the initiative, and do not be prevented
By so-and-so or so-and-so with their advice
فخيرُ الوقتِ ما واتاكَ فيِهِ
زمانُأوشبابُ أومكانُ
For the best time is what comes upon you
Whether days, youth, or places
فيوُمَ فيهِ للكاساتِ حظُّ
لها قي رأسِ شارِبها عِنانُ
On a day in which cups have their fortune
With a rein on the head of those who drink them
يُقادُ بهِ فيصحَبُ مستقيداً
رخيْ البالِ ليسَ بهِ حِرانُ
By which he is led, walking freely
Easy in spirit, having no caution
ويومَُ فيهِ للأعدا ءِ كأسَُ
يَغَصُّ بفضلِ سورتِها الِهدانُ
And a day in which for the enemies are cups
That choke by the evil of their bitterness
يُذيقهُمُ بها حُرَعَ المنايا
وللاْقرانِ بالموتِ ارتهانُ
Making them taste the burning pangs of death
And binding them to die
ترى دُفَعَ النجيعِ على المذاكي
كما خَضَبَ الخَد لََّجَةَ الرَّقانُ
You see the cleaning of the cups in the taverns
As dye paints the cheeks with red stains
أحِنُّ وللهوارقِ في الدياجي
وميضُ سناً تُنارُ به الرِّعانُ
I yearn for the lightning in the dark nights
And the flashing of blades by which the meadows blaze
اذا لمعتْ حسبتَ الأرضَ يكسو
رُباها الريشَ منها الحَيْقطانُ
When they gleam you would think the land
Was clothed by bird plumage and down
فلي شأنَُاذا طفقتْ تراءَ ى
على حَضَنٍ وللأشواقِ شانُ
So I have a purpose when they begin to be seen
Upon a cheek, and passions have a role
خليليَّ انظرا هل لاَح مغنىً
لعلوةَ يطَّبيني أو مَعانُ
My friend, look - has any habitation appeared
That might cheer me, or a place of shelter?
فما بانُ الحِمى والأثلُ لمّا
تناءَتْ دارُها أثْلٌ وبانُ
But the tribe and family did not appear when
Their abode disappeared, a family and home
ولا وجدي ولو أسهبتُ مِمّا
يقومُ بوصفِ أيسرِه اللسانُ
Nor did I find, even if I enumerated
What the tongue could accomplish in description
فليس مِنَ الغرائبِ أن تُعينا
عريبَ هوىً تكنَّفِهُ الهوانُ
It is no wonder that a stranger's love
Would be surrounded by humiliation
فاِنَّ أخا الغرامِ إذا تمادىَ
بهِ داءُ الهوى أمسى يُعانُ
For the brother of passion, when enflamed
By the sickness of love, ends up suffering
واِنْ تمنعكُما مثلي دموعٌ
دفاقٌ لا يَجِفُّ لهنَّ شانُ
And if tears like mine prevent you
Copiously flowing, their condition unchanging
وأعلامٌ لنجدٍ شاهقاتٌ
تقاصرُ دونَ شامِخِها القِنانُ
And signs of Nejd, towering,
Before whose towering heights the spear-shafts bow
فلي قلبٌ يراها كلُّ وقتٍ
بناظرِه إذا عُدِمَ العِيانُ
I have a heart that sees them every moment
With its gaze, if they are beyond eyesight
ولي دمعٌ يخبَّرُ عن ضميري
كما شرَح الكلامَ التُّرجُمانُ
And I have tears that tell of my conscience
As the interpreter relates speech
فدونَ الناظمينَ واِنْ تمالوَا
عليَّ وزوَّروا اِفكاً ومانوا
So apart from the composers, though they
Turned against me, lied, and refused
قصائدُ مِن بناتِ الفكر تَترى
اِذا سَمِعوا غرائبَهُنَّ دانوا
There are poems from the daughters of thought that flow
When they hear its marvels, they surrender
مودَّتُهمْ على مَضَضٍ وقسرٍ
وقد كَرِهوا مقاومتي دِهانُ
Their affection is with reluctance and coercion
For they disliked resisting my inkwell
أخَصُّهمُ كَهامٌ حيث شامُوا
سيوفَهمُ الكَليلَةَ أو دَدانُ
I specifically mean the adders, wherever they crept
Whether their worn out swords or their gums
وكيف تُضيءُ للأضدادِ نارٌ
وقد نصعتْ مناقبيَ الهِجانُ
And how can a fire illuminate the foes
When my glorious deeds have shone?
وأين مِنَ الربيطِ الجأشِ تبدو
عزيمتُه أخو الفشلِ الجَبانُ
Where amidst the dried-up pastures can be seen
Resolution, the brother of failed cowardice?
فلو أن النجومَ الزُّهْرَ تبغي
مطاولَتي زواهنَّ الكِيانُ
If the stars sought to rival me
Their entities would be destroyed
على أنّي منحتُهمُ ودادي
وبعض الودَّ يَجْلِبُه الحَنانُ
Although I gave them my affection
And some affection is brought by amnesty
ولكنيّ حُسِدْتُ على قوافٍ
سَبَقْتُ بها وقد جَدَّ الرَّهانُ
But I was envied for natural talents
By which I surpassed, and the wager was set
اِذا سَمِعوا قريضي في نَديًّ
علا تلكَ الوجوهَ الرَّيهَقانُ
When they heard my compositions read beautifully
Those sullen faces brightened
ولا عجبٌ إذا أخفَى سناهُ السُّها
لمّا تجلَّى الزَّبرِقانُ
And no wonder if its brilliance hid
When the full moons appeared
وقد علِموا بأنَّيَ لا أُبارَى
ولو ملأَ الصدورَ الاِضطِغانُ
And they knew that I do not equivocate
Even if breasts were filled with resentment
فحسبُهمُ واِنْ غَبَطُوا بياني
بأنَّهمُ لأَشعاري استكانوا
So enough for them, even if they envied my eloquence
By surrendering to my poetry