تَأَلَّقَ البَرقُ لَهُ عَشِيّاً

فَحَنَّ حينَ شامَهُ نَجدِيّا

The lightning gleamed for him in the evening,

So it leaned when the aroma of Najd filled it.

ذَكَّرَهُ لَيالِياً بِحاجِرٍ

وَلّى بِها عَيشُ الصِبا هَنِيّا

It reminded him of nights in Hajir,

And the joys of youth turned to him happily.

في زَمَنٍ رِياضُهُ تَختالُ في ال

ديباجِ وَالسُندُسِ عَبقَرِيّا

In a time when its meadows boast

Of brocade and silk fragrantly.

قَد أَشرَقَت مُذ شرقَت بِمائِها

أَزهارُها ضَواحِكاً بكِيّا

Its flowers have shone radiantly since they bloomed

Laughing through their tears.

يُهدي إِلى العُيونِ نوراً نَورُها

وَلِلأُنوفِ الأَرَجَ المِسكِيّا

Its light gives light to the eyes,

And its intense perfume to the noses.

وَلِلرَبيعِ كيمياءَ أَبرَزَ ال

إبريزَ مِن أَكمامِهِ نَقِيّا

And for spring it brought out chemistry

Purely from its sleeves.

وَالنَرجِسُ الغَضُّ زُمُرُّدِيُّهُ

في الذَهَبِيِّ عانَقَ الفِضِيّا

The green narcissus, its emerald,

Embraced the silver in the golden one.

وَالطَيرُ كَالرُهبانِ في صَوامِعِ ال

أَغصانِ يشجي صَوتُها الخَلِيّا

And the birds, like monks in the monasteries

Of the branches, their voice stimulates seclusion.

تِلكَ ظِلالٌ عَذَرَ العاذِلُ في ال

ضَلالِ فيها العاشِق العُذرِيّا

Those are shades that the passionate blamed

For misguidance, and the lover blamed for affection.

يا طالَما غازَلَ غِزلانَ الحِمى

فَراحَ كُلٌّ رامِياً مَرمِيّا

O how much it teased the gazelles of al-Hima,

So each one went throwing and being hit!

وا كَبِدي مِن شادِنٍ لِحاظُهُ

نَوافِثٌ بِالسِحرِ بابِلِيّا

And my liver from a beholder whose cheek

Is strokes in the dawn magically Babylonian!

تَشكو إِلى أَردافِهِ أَعطافُهُ

شَكوى الضَعيفِ جاذَبَ القَوِيّا

Its shoulders complain to its sides

The complaint of the weak to the strong puller.