قف بِالمَدائن يمناها وَيُسراها

وَسرح الطرف أَدناها وَأَقصاها

Stand by its right side and left side

And let your eyes wander above it and below it

مَنازل نَزَلت غر السحاب بِها

وَوابل الغَيث وافاها فَحَياها

Dwellings that descended from the clouds upon it

And rain showers watered it, giving it life

وَغد كَساها الحَيا مِن نسجه حللاً

وَالوَرد بِالحُسن وَشاها وَحَلاها

And tomorrow the alive dressed it in garments

Woven by beauty, and roses crowned it and adorned it

تَنوع الحُسن في أَرجائِها فَلذا

قُلوبنا وَقُلوب الناس تَهواها

Beauty has diversified in its corners, so

Our hearts and people’s hearts fell in love with it

لَم أَترك الدار لَولا حب ساكنها

وَلَم أُفارق حَبيب القَلب لَولاها

I would not have left the house were it not for loving its resident

And I would not have parted from the beloved of my heart were it not for it

فانظر لقيصومها قَد مَد ساعده

وَآسها ماد حَتّى طابَ رياها

So look to its Euphrates that extended its arm

And its myrtle that leaned until its winds blew fragrantly

وَالرند يَعبق في الأَقطار حينَ رَنت

كَتائب الشيح فاستغنى برؤياها

And basil smells fragrantly in all directions when

The enthusiasts smelled it, so they became needless with seeing it

وَالنرجس الغَض يَرنو نَحوَ نَرجسها

شزراً فَيَضرب أولاها بِأُخراها

And the green narcissus stretches toward its narcissus

Playing, so it hits its beginning with its end

وَالأَرض تَهتز مِن حَيث الرَبيع فَلا

تَعجب فَربك بَعدَ المَوت أَحياها

And the land shakes from where spring is, so do not

Be surprised, for after death your Lord gives it life

وَنَهر دجلة يَجري في مَجرته

شِعاره كانَ بسم اللَه مجراها

And the Tigris river flows in its course

Its motto has always been: In the name of God is its course

وَالجَو يضحك إِعجاباً بقدرة من

بناصع الحسن أنشاها وَسواها

And the air laughs in awe at the power of Him

Who created it and leveled it with the most beautiful creation

فروح القَلب في تلكَ المرابع إِن

أَطعت نصحي وَلا تجنح لأشقاها

So let your soul wander in these meadows if

You obey my advice and do not lean toward its woes

وَمرغ الخَد وَالعَينين مُعتَمداً

لقبر سلمان وَاترك عَنكَ سلماها

And wipe your cheek and eyes, heading

To Salman’s grave, and leave behind its peace

وَقف عَلى ذَلك القَبر المُنير فَكَم

بِهِ تَوارَت عُلوم جل أَدناها

And stand at that enlightened grave, for in it

Many sciences were buried, the best of the low ones

ضَمت مِن الجَوهر المَكنون أَحسنه

وَمِن نجوم الهُدى وَالفَضل أَضواها

It collected the best of the hidden gems

And the brightest stars of guidance and virtues

نال السَعادة وَالأَقطار مُظلمة

لَما تجبر كلب الفُرس كسراها

He attained happiness while the lands were dark

When the Persian dog broke its authority

رقي معالم دين لا انتهاء لَها

وَنالَ مِن صَهوات العز أَعلاها

He promoted the endless religion’s landmarks

And attained the highest glories

حدا بِهِ الشوق حَتّى سار عَن وَطن

وَعَن ديار بِأَرض الفُرس خلاها

Yearning took him until he left his homeland

And the lands of Persia deserted it

وَلَم تَزَل واردات السعد تنقله

حَتّى أَتى بَلد الهادي وَوافاها

And imports of bliss kept moving him

Until he came to the guiding country and attained it

وَفازَ بالشرف الأَعلى وَقَد ظفرت

يَداه بالكنز سقياها وَرعياها

And he won the highest honor and his hands were blessed

With getting the treasure, watering it and shepherding it

أَزالَ عَنهُ العَنا وَالرق وَاِنفرجت

عَنهُ الشَدائد وَانحلت شَظاياها

He removed oppression and slavery from himself

And hardships parted from him and its pieces disintegrated

وَفي بَيضة تبر دينه فَغَدا

حراً وَقَد كانَ يُدعى قَبل مَولاها

And in the egg of his religion’s honesty he became

A freeman, while before he was called its slave

وَأَثمر النَخل في عام فَلا عَجب

في كَف من سبحت في الكَف حصباها

And the palm tree fruited in one year, so no wonder

In the palm of Him who glorified its pebbles in the palm

وَكَم لَهُ غرر أربت عَلى غرر الن

نُجوم فاذكر فَإِني لَستُ أَنساها

And how many gems he collected over the gems

Of stars, so remember, for I do not forget it

إِذ قامَ في غَزوة الأَحزاب مُنتصباً

لملة الحَق نور الدين يَرعاها

As he stood in the battle of Allies, standing

For the religion of truth, the light of religion protecting it

كَفاه إِن قال خَير المُرسلين لَه

سلمان مِنا فَخاراً بَل كَفى جاها

Saying the best of messengers said about him:

“Salman is one of us,” was enough of a pride, but sufficed as a source of help

يا سَيداً عَلق القَلب المشوق بِه

حَتّى عَلاه مِن الأَشواق أَعلاها

My master whom the longing heart is hooked to

To the extent that because of intense longing ascended above longings

أنوي إِليك شخوصاً وَالزَمان لَه

قَواطع لَم أطق دَفعاً لأَدناها

I intend to come visit you while time

Has obstacles I have not the power to remove their low ones

حَتّى نَهضت نُهوض اللَيث مُنتهزاً

لفرصة كانَ في النادي ترجاها

Until I made an effort like the lion’s, seizing

An opportunity as he had hoped to find in the club

وَجئت بابك يا كَهف العفاة مَتى

حَلت بِناديه أَعطاها فَأَغناها

And I came to your door, O cave of the virtuous, whenever

He lodged in his club, gave him and made him needless

مُستمطراً بِكَ مَنسوباً إِليك كَما

نسبت حَقاً إِلى خَير الوَرى طاها

Getting rain from you associated to you, just as the truthful

Associated others to the best of creatures rightfully

فاقبل بحقك تَقصيري وَكُن سَندي

وَعدتي لأمور صرت أَخشاها

So accept my shortcoming by your right and be my support

And my recourse for matters I started fearing

وَامدد بِفضلك أَطفالي وَكُن لَهُم

ذُخراً وَحصناً بِدنياها وَأخراها

And provide for my children with your favor and be

A stock and fortress for them in this world and the next

وَقَد سَأَلتك يا كنز الفَقير وَلَم

أَدر لغيرك يا مولى النَدى فاها

And I have asked you, O treasure of the poor, and do not know

Anyone other than you, O lord of bliss, worthy

وَخص رَبك أَعلى المُرسلين عَلي

برحمة وَصَلاة طابَ رياها

And distinguish what your Lord distinguished above messengers

With mercy and peace and prayers of good fragrance

وَآله الغر وَالصحب الكِرام وَمَن

حَدوا الحُدود فَحدوا من تعداها

And his honored family and companions and whoever

Set limits so they set limits for those who transgress them